#Enva x human reader

[starandcloud]

Sweet Mortal

Enva x Human Reader Angst

TW: Reader's death, Destruction, Blood

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Every God, Goddess, and everything in between, had a mortal who they cherished. Achilles had Patroclus and Apollo had Hyacinth, and so on. Enva was no different, she cherished this baker’s child. She couldn’t say why though. Maybe it was their peaceful presence, or maybe it was their kind eyes, or their graceful movement, or their soft smile and gentle voice, or maybe it was how perfect they looked in the rising sun, or… whatever it was… you were perfect. She visited the bakery so often that you had her order memorized.

The chiming of the door’s bell alerted you of someone’s entrance and, with a quick glance at the clock, you know exactly who it was.

“Ellie, welcome back!”

That name was a cover up. Enva had told you that name when you asked a name for the order and… she just stuck with it.

“It’s good to be back.”

She said, her voice light and soft. As if she hadn’t just sang hundreds of men and women to fight in her war of death. You crossed over the line that separated the kitchen and the dining room. Your arms wrapped around her and Enva buried her face in your hair as she hugged you back. You always smelled like fresh baked bread and lemon. Enva hadn’t noticed how her arms hug tightened around you until she heard you laugh.

“Ellie, as much as I appreciate the hug, I do need to get back to work.”

You softly spoke, you, breath danced across her skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“Just… another minute… please…,” Enva begged, “I’m leaving town for a while and I… I don’t want to forget you…”

Her voice wavered slightly as she gripped onto your work shirt and hid her face in your hair.

“Alright… One more minute Els…”

You muttered, running your hand soothingly up and down her back. Nearly putting her to sleep. The hug lasted a lot longer than a minute, but neither of you quite seemed to care. You enjoyed the hug and Enva enjoyed how close you were, how she could feel your heat and your warmth of your skin…. You were just so… perfect. You were a beauty that only a few mortals ever possessed. You were so fragile in her arms, so breakable… so… mortal. Even as you gave Enva her pastries and gave her that soft smile you felt so… lost. Even as she left the town leaving the bakery, and you, far behind; she couldn’t help but wonder what she’d do without you. And… that answer came to quickly.

Returning to the town, a month later, Enva…. She expected to see it still thriving but… The blood soaked ground and the stench of death hung heavy in the air.

“No…”

Enva mumbled. Her feet thumped against the ground as she weaved and wound her way to the bakery.

“Please no…”

She begged as her clothes got caught on the remains of the building and tore but… she didn’t quite care. All she cared about was…

“No!”

Enva screamed.

Her heart pounded, she could hear it in her ears. She swore she could feel the blood in her veins. Her knees exploded with little red flowers when they collided with the ripped up cement. Streams of blood filled the depressions in her knees as they made friends with the rubble. Her eyes flicked wildly over you. Searching, hunting, for any sign that your breath would return.

“Please… Please wake up… Please…”

She begged, her hands shaky lifted and place a red print on your cheek. Gentle freckles of red decorated your snow white face. Tears made their home in her eyes, growing and growing until… Pat pat pat They softly fell against your red dotted shirt, wetting the ugly red that was splattered over your chest.

“No… no please… please wake up…”

No response came from you and soft sobs filled the air, Then… A scream that rattled the skies and shook the earth filled the air. Breaking the rubble loose making it crash into the earth. You were gone, and it was her fault. And that would eat her alive.