Maven X Reader One Shots (2)

Songfic: Eye Examination

(modern penis

Who's excited for War Storm

because I'm scared)

You close your left eye and barely breathing 

What kind of person are you still seeing?

Maven looks at you from across the ballroom. He stands tall, his thin completion making him unable to stand out. He didn't expect you to look back at him. You looked so pretty from across the room. You had a chalice in your hand with nothing but wine. You talk with your friend's, laughing with them and their blue and white dresses. Your formal clothes substantially face out to the crowd. While the others wear whites, light colors and reds, you wear a dark green color. It's different to the point that it catches the average eye and keeps it locked there. Your clothes drape perfectly against your body, showing people how lucky they would be to even have you notice them.

And you noticed Maven. Your friend looks at him, and then, so do you. His shoulders stiffen up as he feels your eyes on him. A smile plays on your colored lips before you turn back to your friends. Maven, his skin turning the color of milk, could feel his fingers twitching against each other. He never felt so nervous about anybody before. And you are just a stranger, somebody across the room. What do you think of him? What kind of person are you seeing?

You leave your right eye to follow closely 

But even I know that it's not the real me

"I am (Y/N) Viper, it is a pleasure to meet you." You curtsy to Maven. As your friends introduce themselves to Cal, this is how you chose to start your greetings. Maven's blue eyes take in all of your details. You smile at him, your eyes finding his unique completion absolutely addictive. It's enduring, really. Unlike all of the other male silvers, Maven isn't bold and stubborn. He just seems like a normal person. You feel like you've known him forever.

"Maven Calore, the pleasure is mine," he grabs one of your gloved hands and kisses the back of it. He never breaks eye contact. It almost gives you chills. A part of him wavers as he squints at you. Why is he acting this way? He never does. He looks at the way you smile and begins to critique his own conversation skills. This isn't the real him. And this isn't the real you. 

Examining your eyes 

Between the ever crossing lines

And as your palace continued to throw balls and parties, you continued to run into Maven. And eventually, he was the first person you looked for through those golden double doors. The lines between your lives intertwined more and more until you practically see each other day by day. By the age of 17, you are a welcomed visitor of the Calore Castle™. By each visit, you see a closer side to Maven. You get closer and closer to the core of his personality, and he gets closer to yours. Inside, you are a formal person who doesn't find passion in violence. Inside of Maven, he is just another boy with his emotions in the palm of his own hands. That's why you two get along so well, the other person is shown to be the deepest core. When you realized that, it was too late to stop yourself from falling in love with him.

I laugh a bit cuz I know it's true

As you sit on Maven's bed, your hands in his, you smile. Not because you're happy, but because you have found out what about Calore's Castle™ makes the butterflies fly in your stomach. It's Maven. He makes your day every time you look him in the eyes. 

Ah, and don't forget that I 

Can only ever hide 

The real me even you never knew

And during the Queenstrial, you put on your infamous happy silverblooded smile. Your friends surrounded you at all times until disappearing one by one, leaving you behind with Evangeline. You smiled at her, trying to soothe her through her feelings for Elane. 

"I don't need your sympathy, cousin," Evangeline whispers. You go to respond, but the sound of your house being called interrupts your family rivalry. You get along with Evangeline perfectly but she doesn't get along with you. You wish she could see who you really are. You wish you were able to put down your walls, especially for your family.

As you performed your House Viper abilities, all eyes were on you. They flickered between the birds, the snakes, and your Yami Kawaii related style of dressing for the competition. Maven's eyes stayed on one thing, your heart. He watched as you smiled at your own performance. He saw the small kisses you blew to the snake around your shoulder. He thought you were adorable in your selected attire. 

He planned his future with you. Cal would obviously bed Evangeline, making her the perfect queen. Maven would be all yours, as he would select you himself. He could see it right before him, the perfect life.

So tell me how to change, point where to go

But a tragedy occurred. A tragedy with both red blood and lightning fingers. A tragedy that made you fall, fearing for Evangeline's life more than your own. You didn't think about it until it was too late. You didn't realize that this little lightning girl had in store for you.

Your eyes can see it all when no one else could know

You remember standing stiffly when Mare was announced as Maven's bride. You felt jealous, you felt lost. It's almost like your life was for nothing. You see your cousin in the spot of a bride. Shouldn't that be you? You remember making eye contact with Maven, seeing the wavering of his gaze. You were the one to look away. He never looked away, even when everybody else did.

So blur the dark until you find the truth

"I didn't want her," Maven breathes fresh air as he intertwines his fingers with yours. He leans towards you, your chest touching. You want to close your eyes but his icy blue gaze keeps you frozen in place. Your heartbeat rose from your throat to your ears as it took over your hearing. All you could hear were sexual nothings from Maven's lips. Stop it. You kiss him, pulling him closer to you. The back of his hands rests on your hips, still intertwined with yours. 

I'll let you close your eyes if you can make it through

And you close your eyes. The release was long-lasting as you stayed locked in his room with him and only him. No whispers or eyes to watch you. He was so controlling, taking over your body just with his lips. It was like getting swallowed by an ocean for your first dip. The crybaby atmosphere took over as you pulled away, quickly turning your face away so he couldn't go for another serving.

"Did you want me?" You ask, curling up your body with strong walls around your need for Maven's physical contact. He rejoices, bringing your closer to him as a response. He puts his chin on the corner of your neck, holding you in a dangerous position.

"Of course," his voice, filled with lust and passion, echoed through your skin. It gave you goosebumps and made your eyes flutter close. The rasp of his throat made contact with the skin of your throat. It almost stopped you from breathing.

To love me truly and share the same view

And as of course, as time went by, suddenly Maven became distant. His life was filled with red more than silver, war more than peace. He went places you weren't even allowed to see. And as expected, his mother went with him. She always had her eyes on somebody. Oddly enough, it was never you. Nothing was ever you.

They say that what you see, you can believe

The silverblood of his own family laid in Maven's hands. But to you, it was peace. The little lightning girl was out of the castle, and so was your cousin - or rival. Maven chose you. The castle was your lifeline and all you could need. Maven was at your feet, offering to give you everything you would have wanted. But you refused because all you ever wanted was him. His hands - his skin - his eyes - his touch. That's all you wanted from life. And that's all you received as the Queen of Norta.