"Get your stupid hands off him!" Baz orders.
"Why do you even care? Think of all the things my son has done to you over the years. Why would you want to save that?" the Mage wonders, and it twists an invisible knife in my gut.
His face morphs slightly at the words my son, but he chooses not to press it. I don't want to be related to that thing.
"Because I love him," Baz declares with absolute certainty. My heart flips, and I feel a few tears slip out. "And because I promised him that he would never die on my watch. And you of all people should know that Pitches always keep their word." I finally find out that Baz -- my Baz -- is in love with me... just before I die. What a sick turn of fate.
Baz charges at the Mage, frightening fatal fangs bared. I wish I could look away as they sink into the soft flesh at my father's neck. Saltwater rains down my cheeks, but I'm not sure who I'm mourning. Is it the man who solved so many problems and saved so many lives, or is it the man who acted as best of a father to me he could, despite his obligations? Or was it the father I never had, who was a part of a childhood that wasn't mine. Perhaps it was the man-turned-villain that was only trying to do good; to save the world; to be the best person he could be?
Baz drains him dry. It's terrifying to see him morph into something so deadly and powerful. His fangs retract and he races over to me, worry evident on his face.
"Simon! Are you alright? What did he do to you?" he starts, getting himself in a right panic.
"Did you mean it?" I question hoarsely.
"Mean what?"
"Do you love me?"
He doesn't answer with words.
His lips find mine, and it's brilliant. It's nothing like I'd imagined -- and believe me, I've fantasized. He lets me take control of the moment, and I'm loving it. And for once, Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch is not in charge. I let his smell of cedar and bergamot wash over me, and it's the most wonderful feeling.
"I've loved you for a long, long time, Simon Snow," Baz whispers softly
"I've loved you for longer," I return with a smirk.
A cough comes from the doorway, and we see Penny, grinning like a bloody maniac, eyebrows raised.
All she said was "Took you long enough," before exiting with enough flair to put Baz to shame. That girl.
Baz and I sit there, in each other's embrace, for a long while. I feel like I've never belonged anywhere else, and I never want to leave.
Let me rest in Baz's arms for the rest of time.
A/N: Hey, how did you like it? I hope you guys enjoyed it. I sure as hell enjoyed writing it.
Now, I've got an important question for you: do you want this fanfiction to be continued further? I'm torn, and I'd like your input. I've got some ideas, but I feel like this resolved it all pretty well.
-Unfortunate Seven
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Simon Snow: The Final Battle (AU Au)
FanficWhat if Simon was aware of his feelings for Baz? What if Penny knew too? This is the setup as the story unfolds. Except this time, it's not the Humdrum they're facing. The gang has managed to get themselves into something much worse. With no clue wh...
