The Truth Of Life- BBRAE One-Shots

Painting the Future

A/N this story is set before Raven fulfills her destiny and there are minor changes to it such as replacing Robin with BB in some scenes (just letting you know😂). I'm so sorry I haven't posted for a while I had bad writer's block with BB and Rae and couldn't think of anything to write about, but I'm BACK!!! Yayyyyyyyyy! Thanks for reading, and I'll try to keep putting in new chapters!

The stars sparkle in the sky, adding light to the many candles already lit along the plaza. It's dark, but he is holding me, and that makes all my fears wash away. Shadows cover his face, but I can still see him perfectly, his green eyes searching mine just in time to be pulled in for a rough kiss.

Fireworks. Explosions. An apocalypse. The end of the world. All of those would have to wait, because we were together, and nothing could break us apart. Nothing.

As we sway to the music coming from the purple, broken down stereo, I hum a little. I rarely sing or made a sound, but he makes me want to perform an opera, just for him, in honor of him. He makes me want to sing to the world, to tell the world that I love him and I will always love him. It doesn't matter if he has pizza stains on his shirt or not.

The sky is clear, the air is cold. I'm not shivering, however, thanks to his warmth. I know he'd transmform into an animal with warm fur if I was cold. He'd defend me if someone was rude or mean. He'd stop anyone who would want to hurt me.

And that hurt me. Because I haven't told him. I haven't told him I might be the cause of the end of the world, the end of his world, the end of him. I can't even think about it, because he will defend me to my very last breath, no matter who my father is. I can't help it. I begin to sob into his shoulder, hoping to treasure this moment so that when I give my life to my father for the end of the world, I will die with his face in my thoughts. It is more than I deserve.

Feeling my sobs, he shifts me so that I am facing him. I probably have mascara running down my cheeks. I probably have disheveled hair from the breeze flowing in. My eyes are probably red and crusty and filled with tears.

But the first word he says is beautiful.

And then he hugs me close.

I can't help but find comfort here, in his arms. So when he breaks apart from me, I can't help but cry out. Smiling a little, he puts a finger to my lips, then replaces the finger with his lips. I curl my fingers into his hair as I lock away this precious moment under the moonlight, and I know I'll remember it forever.

Until we break apart and he gets down on one knee.

No. No no no no no no no.

I can't get attached to him like this if my destiny is to kill him. I can't. But I also can't stop him as he pulls out a purple velvet box from his pocket and opens it up to reveal a breathtaking purple and green ring. The gold band is imbedded with light green gems, while the top has a large purple gem surronded by tiny dark green jewels that sparkle in the candlelight.

I put my hand over my mouth as I suck in enough air to last someone their entire life. I can't help but cry more when I realize I can never truly get married to him because my father will never allow it. I can't say yes, or he will die.

He says my name so gently, so carefully that my heart seems to be breaking into tinier and tinier pieces. No no no.

He tells me he loves me, has always loved me. He knew I was the one from the second we met. He knew I was his beloved, his sweetheart, his forever and ever. And I can't stop him. He tells me that I am his sunrise. He tells me that I am his sunset. He tells me I hold up the sky, that I keep the rain away from him. And I can't stop him. He tells me I am his love, his one and only, forever and always.