#anyway sweaty gideon owns my soul

[babooshkart]

“hey there, sugarlips”

read Not Quite Shining by @senseoftheday on Ao3 (this is the modern renfaire griddlehark fic of my dreams and i have thought about it every day since i read it a year ago)

[retroandreal]

Runaway (Sevastian x MC)

I HAPPY HUFFLEPUFF PRIDE!!! If I couldn’t get anymore Hufflepuff than I am now, IDK what else to do. @official-alex-cyprin​, help me pls… Anyway, I spent the last few days creating this fic (only 1000ish words wahh) but I ended up hitting a number of writer’s blocks for a few reasons; 

1. I love the song that inspired this and didnt want to put out something subpar 2. I suck at suspense and angst…

and 3. Why am I even a writer?

Author’s Note: This song was inspired by the song ‘Runaway’ by Eric Nam, not that I’ve already wrote fics about his songs like a million times already but I really do love his songs so much and seeing him live last year really made me love him more as an artist and a kind soul. Eric has 2 versions of this song; One in Korean and one in English (we stan a bilingual king), I based this off of the Korean lyrics.

This is basically another alternate from when our queen MC and Sevastian were so rudely interrupted during potential smexy time

“By ruling of the royal guard from the Council, Sevastian is under arrest through his crimes as the Silver Dagger”

I freeze.

No. This isn’t happening! All the work that Sevastian has done to uncover Lord Ubel’s plan… Yet, we’ve still been fooled by his treachery.

“MC… my queen” He grabs my hands in a desperate plea.

“Listen to them. Just go with them for now. I promise I will come back for you” By now, the dam of emotions has finally broken; I’m tired, no, exhausted. I haven’t been able to catch a break in this damned kingdom. All I wanted was one night. One. Single. Night. Without the need to worry about anyone except for Sevastian and I… but it seems like others have a different plan for our futures.

“Sevastian please… I can’t do this without you…”

“And for accusation of treason against the lost heir and attempted assassination you will be further exiled from Altadellys after you serve your sentence. Now, let the Queen go and come peacefully!”

Forcefully torn apart by the tips of our fingers, the royal guards lead Sevastian away, to the dungeons no doubt, in his embarrassing state of undress. I turn to one of the guards.

“Humiliation of the Winter Prince? Shouldn’t that be below the royal guards of Altadellys?” Emphasizing on the word ‘royal’ definitely hit a soft spot with the guard as she visibly flinches at my remark.

“Apologies, my queen. I must take you to your quarters. You are now under constant surveillance and will always be accompanied by the royal guard to ensure your life remains unthreatened”

I huff in disagreement and storm out of Sevastian’s room, leaving the guard to quickly catch up but still trailing behind me as I power-walk back to my room in the Spring Quarters.

The air feels cold, even in my room as I struggle to gain even a wink of sleep in my very empty bed.

My heart still races, and I toss and turn all night

Sevastian. I hope he’s holding up. I know he possesses the will to withstand whatever the council has sentenced him to. My mind drifts back to when Sevastian was an axe-head away from being publicly executed, like he hasn’t been humiliated and under constant scrutiny from the Winter Quarter and his so-called ‘father’. If only I could cuss him from my room to the depths of the cell he was thrown into after Sevastian and I exposed his own acts of treason against my crown, to play me, manipulate me to become a pawn for him to play with. I would never give in. Not when I realised the excuse of a father and uncle he has been to Lyris and his own son. Oh! And don’t even get me started on Hortensia… It’s no use. I cannot waste my time cursing out those who have done Sevastian and I wrong. I focus on him instead and his steady heart against my cheek. His touch that ignited the strongest of fires within me. He is my will to take the throne that is rightfully mine.

Really can’t sleep tonight, cause you’re on my mind and you won’t leave my mind

I should’ve gotten on Galen’s boat, and taken him with me. He told me himself he would’ve hopped on that boat with me if I asked. Because he loved me, I knew he did. He still loves me now. How long can our love continue to be tested before one of us breaks. I just want to Runaway, with Sevastian.

~~~~~

Four nights of house arrest; no sign of Sevastian. Are they feeding him? Is he even still alive? My dreams are lucid yet feel so unbelievable. That my one savior has been ripped from my grasp in a mere night. The nights pass on without a trace of Winter near me, my Winter Prince.

Nights without you leave me so lonely, and I don’t know what to do

The temperature around me is warm. Too warm. I slowly stir from my sleep, coming to a realisation that there is a looming figure hovering over my body. Hands coming closer to my face, I panic and get ready to let out a gut-wrenching scream. It was just like that night I nearly died from being drowned; silent but effective.

“Shh, shh… my love…”

The hands shift to the tangled locks of my hair that halo around my head, slowly but carefully combing out the webs that formed on my sweaty forehead. Unmistakably, Sevastian’s stormy grey eyes cut through the darkness of the room barely luminated by the sapphire moonlight’s streaks coming through the mosaic of my windows.

On a dark night, lit only by moonlight, no one’s disturbing our time together

“It is I, MC. Do not be alarmed”

A pained sob racks through me and escapes my trembling mouth. He’s here, safe.

“Oh… Sevastian!” I tightly wrap my arms around his neck, followed by my bare legs wrapping around his toned torso. The feeling of the skin-to-fabric contact barely enough to feel the familiar warmth of Sevastian pressed up against me.

“I know, my love. I’m sorry I took so long, but it is still too dangerous to roam Altadellys for me”

“Then… how did you ge-“I look towards the open trap-door on the floor. Sevastian showed me the underground network of tunnels that run underneath the castle not long ago. Only a sacred few know of these tunnels, and Sevastian trusted me with the secrecy of its presence too. I wish this night could last forever, but the royal guards are stationed not even a few paces away behind the door.

I really wish this night would last forever. Just to stay like this a little longer

“Oh… of course…”

He leans in to nuzzle my nose with his. An intimate act yet feels deathly illegal in the situation we are in at the moment. The tips of his hair ombre into the Silver Dagger’s snowy whites.

“We can run” He intertwines his fingers with mine and kisses my knuckles.

“Now, if you would still have me. My Queen.”

“Yes! Sevastian, yes! Let’s run”

We don’t waste any time gathering up the small number of belongings that I own, except for the small compact mirror crafted by Gideon. This will definitely come in handy in the near future when I continue my rise onto my rightful place at the throne. But for now, time is of the essence. Sevastian plunges himself into the darkness of the trap-door’s shaft. Holding his hand out to me, I grab it and lower myself in next to him. I’m going to Runaway, with Sevastian.

So let’s Runaway, Runaway. Where everyone else is asleep, to wherever your heart wants to be