Zarkon and Varkon's Love Story

Their Love Story

3rd P.O.V

Zarkon walked out of the mall, and to his ship. Still thinking of what the grown man has said to him. He feels confused and strange and...happy. Zarkon has never gotten encouragement from anyone before, not from his troops, his wife, not even his son, Lotor. He's not surprised about the last one, though. He has treated him like shit for eons now, wouldn't be surprised if he killed him one of these days. This man, who he has only known for a Varga, has made him feel emotions he hadn't felt in Deca-Phoebs. Emotions he had long forgotten.

As he walked into his ship, he sat down and stared at his lap for a few moments. Fully processing everything that had happened in that disgusting space mall. A few minutes passed and Zarkon went from thinking about everything that had happened, to just thinking about Varkon. Varkon's facial expressions, his features, the sparkle in that man's eyes. How Varkon had seemed like he cared for him, when even Haggar, his wife, was too busy for him. Varkon had made him feel special. That weird man had made Zarkon's heart race just at the thought of him.

Zarkon's P.O.V

'I have to talk to him again. I need to see his face one more time. I need to see the sparkle in his eyes. It's too late, though. I have lashed out at him, I have treated him unfairly when all he was trying to do was be nice to me. The thought of enslaving and killing thousands of life forms and conquering millions of planets has never phased me, so why is snapping at a short man tearing me up from the inside? Why does this Varkon fellow have complete control over me? Do I...No. I can't be in love with that man. Same-sex love has never been a problem in my army. It is believed that my men will fight stronger when fighting with someone they love, so why to limit it to only men and women when I can have all of my soldiers fighting alongside someone they love, whether it be a man or a woman. Because of this, I know my race would not have a problem with it being a man, but they might have a problem of it being with a lower class man. Well, why would I tell them anyway? They are just soldiers. They do not need to be in my private life.' Zarkon had been so wrapped up in his thoughts he didn't realize the ship had already left the mall.

"Wait! You have to turn the ship around!"

His crew looked confused to his sudden outburst. "I-I left something there. Yes, I left something there." Zarkon said while trailing off with the last part. "I desperately need to go back and find it."

3rd P.O.V

The crew didn't care at this point. They were to never question Zarkon's orders. No. Matter. What. So they turned the ship around, eventually pulling back into the space mall, and Zarkon ran off the ship.

'I have to find him!' Zarkon thought to himself 'please let me find him!'

Zarkon ran through the mall, scanning every inch of it for the man who had stolen his heart. Zarkon had finally caught a glimpse of Varkon's dark denim ears. Zarkon started running towards him, and as soon as he got close enough, he grabbed Varkon's wrist and ran to a place where they could be alone. Just so his image as a fierce and stone-cold leader wouldn't be tarnished.

"Zarkon?! Why are you back?? Where are we going??" Varkon yelled as Zarkon dragged him along.

"We're going where no people are. Where is your office?" Zarkon demanded.

"It's across that bridge and down the hall! It's the second door on the left!" Varkon yelled, growing eager with excitement, but also with confusion. 'Why is Zarkon back? Why are we going to my office? What will he do to me??' Varkon thought as he was still being dragged along.

Varkon grew more and more nervous as they neared his office. His anxiety nearing the top of his limit as Zarkon opened the door and pulled him inside the room, finally letting go of Varkon's wrist as he closed the door.

"Zarkon why ar-"

"I'm sorry," Zarkon says, interrupted Varkon "I'm sorry for snapping, I'm sorry I treated you so poorly during the lunch we shared. I'm sorry. Please, please forgive me" Zarkon pleaded with a desperate look in his eyes.

Varkon just stood there shocked while a slight blush was dusted across his face as he stared into Zarkon's eyes. He thought he was the one who messed up, not Zarkon. He didn't think Zarkon did anything wrong in the first place.

"It's...it's okay," Varkon said quietly while staring into Zarkon's eyes, as Zarkon stared straight back into his "I was never mad," Varkon said as a small smile appeared on his face.

They stared into each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity. When Zarkon was brought back to reality and realized what he had been doing, he blushed and averted his eyes.

"I'm glad. I felt as if I had messed up and you'd never forgive me" Zarkon had said, laughing at the end. Suddenly wondering what he was doing, he destroys worlds for a living and is now laughing over someone not being mad at him.

Varkon smiled, "I would never get mad at you" his smile turning into a sheepish one.

Zarkon looked back into Varkon's eyes and smiled a sweet, caring smile. He pulled Zarkon into his arms, not caring about his status and who he was anymore. He just wanted to feel Varkon against his chest, He was happy to feel this way for the first time in a long time.

Zarkon pulled away slightly, looking down at Varkon, who was looking back up at him. They both slowly started to lean towards each other, their lips eventually crashing together. Varkon melted into the kiss, holding Zarkon even tighter now, loving every second of it while wishing it would never end. They pulled away after what felt like an eternity, foreheads leaning on the other, looking deeply into each other's eyes. They both blushed and shared a quiet laugh.

This was the beginning. The beginning of a story that would blossom into the most beautiful rose. This was a love story. Their love story.

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I'm sorry, I said I'd update it soon in March and now it's June. At least it's a long chapter?

I would work on bits and pieces of it and finally get into a rhythm, then fall back into a depression wave again. I am truly sorry it took this long to update and to finish. The wave I'm in right now is pretty bad. I've only eaten a few strawberries in the past two days. I am hungry, I just feel like I don't deserve to eat. I mean, I'm four months clean from cutting, but I've been holding back so much in the past week or two. I don't have much hope, and it's truly hard to get out of bed in the morning. I'm trying to do something productive, so I thought I might as well finish and upload this.

Thank you so much for reading this piece of shit, I'm glad if you enjoyed it, as well. I hope you have a lovely day and I'm off.

Thank you~