Maven X Reader One Shots (2)

Songfic: Half-Hearted

(Sorry but this song is beautiful bye

Maybe I'm doing songfics right where the lyric "you" would refer to the reader bc the reader is you uhh anyways)

I can't believe that I hated

All the times that you waited

Maven's fist clenches when you knock on his bedroom door. He knows it's you who knocks. The light thumping of your fist compared to his mother's elegant pounds drives him crazy. 

He opens the door to your gentle smile, and it almost weakens him. Your hold your hands together in front of you before kindly dipping your head to your new King. 

"I just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you, Maven." Your eyes scan his face to see how distasteful he looks at your interruption. "That is all," you find yourself bowing again.

His heart turns at your light tone. 

But he wishes you'd just give up.

Leave like all the other non-chosen girls from the Queenstrial. Wish you would stop being nice. With you'd stop trying to befriend a monster like him. 

"Thank you," he says. His blue eyes glitter as they make eye contact with you. He can almost sense his mother's disapproval. 

You need to come home, baby

Now, Maven sits alone with his fire bracelet between his fingers. He stares out the window to the foggy air above. His wife sits in her room, only contemplating what he imagines is his death. 

A slow breath escapes his lips as he sits up straight, wishing you'd come knocking on his door once more. He knows you can't wake him from this nightmare when he's the one that put himself to sleep. And as he places his warm fingers on the icy windows, he wishes your cold touch would return into his life once again.

Now I see that it was just love

You would always comfort him when he needed it. Your frozen hands would wrap around his torso and hug him tightly. He would reject the hugs, scared that you would get used to his warmth and his gentleness. He knew it wouldn't last. He knew one day you'd give up like everybody else. He knew one day you'd brush off how much you loved him. Just like he did when he loved you back.

Now the house is empty

Every day he sits alone in his study, waiting for your soft knocks. They almost sounded like pleads in his ears, becoming more apparent the more they disappeared. He tries to brush this feeling of melancholy lingering in his heart. He has hope, he has sanity. He knows he has Mare. It seems like she's all he has now. No mother, no brother, no (Y/N) to tell him everything will be fine. Now, only him and his heart remain. Though sometimes that leaves too. 

You say you never want to see me

He remembers when he discussed marrying the Princess of the Lakelands with the King. All the houses of alliance sat on his behalf, but all he wanted was you to be by his side. He glanced at the chair you would have occupied before Mare took it for herself.

You weren't there when he truly needed you. The day his mother died he thought you would come knocking to soothe him. But you didn't. He forgets where you had gone off too. All he wanted was to rewind time and tell you how much he thought about you.

I thought this is what I wanted 

But now I see that I was wrong

"Isn't that what you wanted? (Y/N) away?" Mare Barrow peeps in, sitting across from him in his study. His head tilts, believing what she said to be true.