Written April 23rd and May 5th, 2019
Damien is playing on his harp. The district attorney walks into the scene.
Tanned, calloused hands trailed across the thin strings of the golden harp. He looked so graceful, his elegance never leaving him. The attorney held their breath, glancing through the crack of the doorway. They could feel their heart swell with pride with just a simple look towards Damien. He had come so far, and they had gone through thick and thin together; one of their few constants.
Everything about the scene seemed absolutely stunning. Delicate music flowing through the room, golden rays flooding across the sight. Damien's eyes were closed, his mind completely focused on the melody. Until a certain lawyer tumbled through his doorway.
The mayor's hands hovered over the strings, his eyes fluttered towards Y/N. Though the man had seen them through odder situations, they still felt their cheeks light up in shades of red. The attorney cursed under their breath, trying to straighten themselves, hands dusting away at their overcoat. "Damien, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to inter-"
"Ahh, the little monster has come to check up on the mayor," Damien chuckled, and once again the attorney's cheeks went ablaze. The mayor stood up, patting the cushion he had sat on only a moment. The attorney raised an eyebrow in curiosity, but with another gesture from their friend, they quickly stepped over to Damien. They eased into the seat, that is until warm hands placed themselves on their shoulders. The attorney immediately went tense. "Relax," the man cooed, his deep voice rumbling the insides of his friend. He rounded his thumbs into the arches of their shoulders, his hands trailing across their arms. A chuckle soon followed as his little monster's cheeks brightened. Damien's hands slid into theirs, lifting them up towards the strings of the golden harp.
Y/N immediately sprang away from the instrument. They knew the harp was a prized possession of Damien's and though they knew he trusted them completely, they couldn't help to worry.
"It's alright Doll," the mayor murmured, his thumbs gliding over their knuckles. So, slowly, Y/N relaxed, relishing in their lover's warmth. And with Damien's gliding guidance, beautiful music flowed through the halls, along with a new found warmth between the two doves.
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Soft Egos
FanficA series of one-shots of youtubers and their egos. This consists primarily of fluff (not necessarily romantic) , as there seems to be a lack and I think it is something that everybody could use a bit more of. These one shots are done out of interest...
