Prompt: Eris is your mate and you trust him fully even though your sister disapprove. Also for the sake of this oneshot let's pretend mates can heal each other. *Angst warning as well as a form of self harm* ___________________________________
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When you came across your mate you were cautious but you had a feeling that he was wearing a mask.
Over time he opened up to you and you to him and you learned to trust him.
One thing that was completely obvious between the both of you even before either of you said anything was none of your family could know.
Which was frustrating, like being in a room with your mate and being forced to ignore his existence or send heated glares his way like the others.
But you would wait because you loved him, because you cared and you knew he did to.
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You were having a bad day that much was obvious nothing serious just a series of unfortunate events that caused you to say fuck gloves and give a punching bag absolute hell.
You see punching things was a bad habit of yours a way to wake yourself up when the things that trouble you got to hard to deal with.
That was partially why you got your own apartment on the other side of town you didn't want your sister or her husband to know of your problem.
Your problem that would probably only get worst when your sisters found out who your mate was and gave you shit for it.
"Bad day"? Cassian smirked catching a quick glance of your right hand.
Responding with a small smile and nod you mumbled "yeah just a little frustrated".
You were glad he didn't ask how you had got it and understood not to pressure you into responding.
"Does this little frustration have anything to do with Nesta"?
You paused unsure of whether or not you should answer given the fact that you knew Cassian had some type of feelings for your sister.
Thankfully you were interrupted by Feyre's voice questioning if you were ready or not for the meeting.
In which you responded with a nod subconsciously covering your bruised hand with the other.
Later when you had gathered at Dawn with the other High Lords you noticed Eris among them and went about ignoring him like usual.
His presence soothed your nerves slightly and you felt any anger you had left slowly burn away (no pun intended).
By the time the meeting ended and you with the rest of the Night Court went to seek shelter in you rooms the sun was setting.
When you paused to speak to Feyre and Nesta in the hallway you barely register the warm hand brushing against yours and in that split second a thumb caressing your palm.
