Memories (Muriel x Reader)

Memories || Wont understand

I stand alone in the forest a moment before trotting back into town.

What kind of spell was that ? I ask myself, as I think back to how crazy my cheek felt sprouting petals like that. Let it be Asra to keep me guessing.

I need to gather some spell books from the library, so I start to head that way, clearing my mind of Asra completely. Or trying to at least. 

I work my way through Vesuvia, as people mingle through the alleyways and streets. I see some regular shop patrons, and flash a friendly smile to them as I pass. I feel myself sinking into myself, and as all of these eyes are on me, and I feel my heart start to race.

I throw my hood on and trot to the library faster. I wish I knew teleportation magic at a time like this. My anxiety is spking.

I clip a corner too quickly and smack into a tall, brooding figure. I fall back and clash into the concrete, feeling the wind escape my lungs.

"Ahhh- sorry!!" The figure says, clunklily grabbing my wrist with his huge hands and yanking me up.

He pulls me up like a sack of potatoes and I land in his chest. 

Could he be any more careless with me?! I look at his face, ready to rip him a new one, and he looks back at me, seemingly eager.

I wanna say something, like im remebering his from somewhere, but I dont.

"Mind being a little more gentle with me..?" I ask, gesturing to my wrist he is still holding tightly.

"Ahh! Im so sorry about that !" He says, taking some steps back. He seems to be blushing, and guilty of almost hurting me. "I hope you're not hurt.." He says, lowering his hood. 

He has mid length hair, and scars covering his face.

He's brooding, but gorgeous.

"I'm fine. Just dusty now is all. If you'll excuse me." I say, as I brush past him. 

"Ahh..wait!" He says. 

I stop again, turning back to him as we've switched spots.

He reaches into his pocket, and takes out a small pouch, and tosses me it.

I catch it, and feel..some kind of herb inside?

"Smell it." He says.

I look at him skeptically, and think to myself.

If he's trying to poison me it's a very blunt way of doing it. If that's his motive he'll have to try harder than this.

I take a wiff, and memories come back to me. 

He's the man from the alleyway!

And he's visited Asra's shop late at night..when they thought I couldn't hear I was awake, listening to Asra curate a special tincature to help with sleep. 

"Muriel..?" I say to him, questioning the pouch, and myself.

He points to the forest, disregarding my late rememberance of him.

"You came from the forest, right?" He asks.

I tie the sack of herbs to my bag so it's near my neck. 

"I did. I was walking Asra out for a trip." I look back to the trees, now surrounded by buildings and behind rows of houses and shops. 

Muriel looks with me into the forest. I think he's curious where Asra went.

"I have no clue where he's going. He just told me today he's taking this escapade, and left me with many unanswered questions."

I snap my gave away from the forest to Muriel. 

I don't know why Im opening up to him. 

He was looking at me the whole time I was talking. "He didn't leave my sleep douse for me?" He asks slightly concerned.

I feel my head go light for a second.                   "Y/N.." 

 i hear someone say to me. I can't see who is talking to me, since everything's become white.

"You'll need to create Muriel's sleep douse.." 

Asra?? I feel my heart pounding, ready to call out to him again. 

"You'll find the instructions in my room..be careful."

I feel my head go normal, and I see Muriel looking down at me. 

I blink and sit up, noticing Im on the ground again.

"Are you okay..??" Muriel asks, helping me to my feet. I nod, clutching my head.

"Your eyes went completely white??" he says, shocked and confused.

I look back at him, eyebrows questioning what he said. 

I reach up to my cheek. 

That spell..it was a connection spell. That voice was Asra's, and it must've been a spell that let Asra speak into me, and it may still let him? 

Even when Asra leaves me he really can't leave me. 

"We need to run to my shop, I can create your sleep douse."

I lift my hood up and head on my way, continuing to shake off my head pain. Muriel seems reluctant to follow me, and he trails behind, but at a distance.

"Y/N I don't think you should do that." He says, catching up with me.

I look back at him and think about what Asra said about being careful. I  ignore his words for a second as we reach Vesuvia's main square, and my anxiety hits me as I see how busy it is. 

"I think I can make a simple potion. A tincture at that." We make our way through the square, and Muriel walks beside me instead of behind. 

"There's more to it then that, it's more complicated than that. " He says, putting up his hood.

I'm so done hearing that damn phrase.

I stop in the middle of the square. "People need to stop telling me what i can and can't handle." I stare hard at Muriel. "We technically just met, stop putting your anxieties on me through your needless judgements and let me help you."

...

The silence is thick, so thick it practically silences the courtyard.

Muriel looks at me guilty and stunned.

He nods silenty and looks away, blushing.

I stomp away towards my shop.

This mixture really can't be that hard..I'm not worried, so why should Muriel and Asra be ? If they were so worried maybe they should have assured they were there to do it.

I shake off that thought as I unlock the front door to the shop.

I look at Muriel as he shuffles up to me standing on the stairs. He looks at me guilty as ever.

"It's not that I don't think you can do this. It's just that there's a reason Asra never had you help us with this....this is dangerous."

I look back at him questioningly.

I think back to all the times I'd heard them working on this potion. It was never anything more than clinking of bottles and voices talking at each other. I don't understand why he's so worried about this.  

"You'll have to walk me through this, clearly there's more you understand than me."

He nods silently, looking guilty again.

My anxiety spikes as we step into the shop. I beeline to the bathroom to collect myself. This has all just been a lot.