A spark of a blade (Ghirahim x reader)

Part 9

Ghirahim's POV

I woke up to a stinging feeling on my left shoulder. I pushed my top down so I could see if anything is wrong. A golden heart shined were the stinging is coming from. I smile then look towards (y/n)'s shoulder. I smiled as I saw a smaller golden heart. The stinging stopped slowly as I touched the heart on (y/n).

"So your Mark is a heart." I smile as I watch (y/n)'s sleeping body.

I subconsciously started to trace the golden diamond on my leg. The symbol my master and mentor has on his leg. I'm glad (y/n) has picked me over the skychild.

I lay back and look at the ceiling. It has been a very long time since I have felt feeling this strong. Ever since that evil goddess locked my master away. The bond between a master and a sword are strong by nature. If either get killed then everything becomes so dull. I'm lucky I guess, my master is sealed not killed so everything is dull but not as bad as it could be. I can still see colour and I can still feel emotions but the colours look more grey then the colour they really are and my emotions are not as strong. My anger will burn intel my master is back but even that is dulled.

I can feel my emotions becoming stronger. I opened my eyes that I didn't even know I closed. I can see the yellow light of the morning once again. Thank the golden goddesses.

I look over at (y/n). Before I could tell what the colours on her are but now I can see how beautiful they are on her. Her beautiful (h/c) seems to glow in the morning light. (Y/n) looks as if she was sculpted by the golden goddesses themselves.

I let my hand travel to (y/n)'s hair. I played with a strand of hair. I will never let her get hurt. I will not leave her either. I love (y/n).