#Alex Corinth was the “human” name chosen by Corinthian in The Dreaming

[bobbole]

Escape (the corinthian x lucienne)

The Corinthian has always teased Lucienne, asking her to run away with him. Until one day she…accepts (but not exactly in the way he had imagined!).

*humanAU*

After another loud ringing, the Corinthian decided he had had enough. What the fuck, it was 4:00 a.m., he had just gone to bed 10 minutes ago, and if he was late again tomorrow Lucienne was going to give him a half-hour bollocking.

He went downstairs not even bothering to put on his trousers, if they wanted to break his balls at that hour they would enjoy the sight of his underwear with the American flag (it's on the house, you fucking assholes!)

He didn't turn on the lights, he was too pissed, that doorbell had already given him a fucking headache. Furiously he opened the door, ready to dedicate a serenade of profanity to the damned nuisance who had pulled him out of bed, but he had not yet opened the whole door that a black-gloved hand threw him back into the house with a strong push, ending him up lying on the floor as the door was silently closed again.

-What the fuck... -

- Shhh Corinthian, it's me, it's Lucienne -

- Lucienne?!!! -

Yes, Luci *fucking* enne was in his house, dressed like a fucking ninja and with a big backpack on her shoulders.

- What are you doing… What the fuck you… -

- DON'T MOVE! - and without much preamble Lucienne threw herself on top of him, putting a hand over his mouth to keep him from talking and looking toward the window with wide eyes. The Corinthian followed her gaze and seemed to see the light of a car's headlights. It was very close to the house, but after slowing down it moved on.

Lucienne breathed a sigh of relief and took her hand away from his mouth, without taking her eyes off the window.

- You know, I find this unexpected situation really interesting, but next time invite me to dinner! -

Lucienne brought her gaze back to him and only then she noticed

1) their somewhat compromising pose

2) that the Corinthian was wearing only his (obscene) underwear

She got up with a decidedly athletic sprint for a bookworm who also had a quintal backpack on her shoulders!

- Do you sleep like that? -

The Corinthian sat down on the couch, massaging his tailbone

- Sorry Lucy, if I knew you were coming I would have shown up in a suit and tie -

Lucienne rolled her eyes but could not hold back a smile. She walked circumspectly to the window, carefully sliding the curtains aside

- Are you alone? -

-Yes -

- Are you sure? -

- If there was someone here I would fucking remember….. by the way, what are you doing here?!-

- Shhh be quiet, please! -

With a new ninja snap she moved away from the window, sitting next to him on the couch. The Corinthian didn't miss the quick glance at his crotch, before adjusting her glasses and fumbling inside the backpack, mumbling something about someone's indecent underwear. Nor did it escape him that she had Morpheus's ruby around her neck….

- Lucienne why the hell do you have the boss's ruby? -

- I'll explain everything on the way, now get dressed, we have to leave right now…. But where the hell did I put…. Here it is! -

She triumphantly handed him a passport.

Inside was his photo (one of the worst, dammit, she could have looked for a better one!) and a name, Samuel Doric.

- What the fuck is this Lucienne? - - Your passport. Now you are no longer Alex Corinth, you are Samuel Doric - - Did you open your art history book to find this shitty name? And where the fuck, come on, tell me what's going on! Why do you have the ruby? -

He turned her toward him, sawing something in that eyes that he never thought he would see in the strongest and bravest person he had ever known.

Lucienne was scared. Really scared.

- Luci…-

- Corinthian, please trust me! I will tell you everything in the car but I beg you, let's go, we are his last hope! -

There were two things in the world that Corinthian could not say no to:

A good fuck

Lucienne asking him to do something

He gently squeezed her shoulders, hoping to reassure her, and smiled. Then stood up, still aching from the blow from earlier, while Lucienne continued to fumble in her backpack.

- You could have looked for a better picture. I look like a fucking serial killer! -

- Shut up, you always looking so good! -

- Well well, is that a compliment? Should I start ensuing that you like me? -

- Shut up! -

She smiled, and that was the important thing.

The Corinthian walked toward the stairs but then turned back.

- Why me? -

Lucienne gave him the most beautiful, mischievous smile

- You always said you wanted to run away with me. This night we will escape together! -

(Headcanuary 2024)