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✿ For starters, Rapunzel had never been taught the whole “don’t talk to strangers” because she was never supposed to go outside. But here she was, standing alone in a place that looked more suspicious than friendly. She seriously considered turning back into the rain just to find somewhere that practically oozed friendliness until a voice spoke up. The person behind the voice was seated at a table, hand raised.
He looked okay enough for her to come to the conclusion he wasn’t a serial killer. Yet.
Slowly she made her way through the tables, keeping her eyes trained on the door in case she ever needed an escape. Better risk pouring rain than a murder. She bumped into a few tables and chairs on her way, emitting a soft “ow” or “sorry”. A few possible agonizing hours (it was less than a minute) later, she was at the table and seated herself, posture a little stiff.
❝Hi.❞
He was surprised she actually listened to him – but with the way she appeared, maybe it wasn’t as surprising. When she sat down in front of him, he propped his head up in his hands by using his elbows on the table for support. His eyes glanced over her prominent features, seemingly getting lost in her green orbs for the moment. When she spoke, he gave a subtle smile in return, intrigued by her somewhat simplicity. Nothing like Flynn. He was all sorts of complicated.
✿ There was no point left in standing there. He was gone, living a life alone with his satchel and whomever he wanted to spend time with. She, on the other hand, her life was reduced to the same timetable it had been in for eighteen years. Only now she had to keep a secret as well.
She swallowed amongst some difficulty before clambering inside, making her way to the top of the tower. The tile moved without difficulty under her pressure and she stepped into the familiar surroundings. She walked towards the large window overlooking the cave, leaning on the windowsill. The croak of Pascal made her turn her head and she gave the chameleon a sad smile.
❝I’m okay, Pascal. I really am.❞
The words were clearly a lie because once they were out, she felt her throat constrict, sounds being squeezed out as she broke down. It had been such a long time since she cried like this, keeping the sounds as silent as possible because she didn’t want anyone to hear what she was upset about.
how was he to erase what had became a part of him in such a short amount of time? surely, it was something that he should be holding onto with such high value.
& it wasn’t the kind of value that he spent most of his life chasing after. it was different, one couldn’t buy this. you could search the whole world and your chances of finding this were slim to none.
it was rare.
and it was love.
and he couldn’tlet it go.
though he had just left, he turned around and headed straight back toward the tower at a sprint due to the overwhelming happiness at the thought of simply seeing her face again.
however, he stopped in his tracks as a woman with darker hair appeared and entered the cave where he had just been previously. Eyes were wide and he followed behind her when he knew she did not know she was being followed.
“Rapunzel, let down your hair! I’ve come back to you, my flower.”
No– ..
was he a fool to think that maybe she could have been what he was searching for?
if she had been his fate, then maybe fate wasn’t as permanent as everyone believed, and rather it was cruel and taunting
for he was watching her from down below, head back to her life with her mother.
she was home safe in the tower, her dream was accomplished, as was his purpose,
and he was not needed anymore.
but this had him wondering.. what about his dream?
✿ She looked at him with an odd look on her face, almost as if she was concerned from his words.
❝Do you think a way out like that exists?❞
She asked as she snuggled down further, lying her head across his lap. Moments like this weren’t rare, per say. They just didn’t happen as often as she would have liked. Just the two of them, talking about whatever came across their minds.
❝I’m just scared I’ll go before you. For some reason.. I can’t bear with the thought of leaving you by yourself. Not that you’d be alone, but more of a ‘what would you do without me’ scenario.❞
His fingers ran through her hair, the expression on his face softened slightly ; no, if anything, he was worried about her. Leaving her alone– he couldn’t bare the thought.
“It’ll be okay. Just.. try not to think too hard on it. It’s one of those things that gets worse each time you do, so it’s better to not altogether.”
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✿ The pair were on the same boat they used when he first took her out to see the lights. The situation was no less different, except she was now back in her kingdom and he was no longer a wanted thief. Every time the lights were being launched into the sky, Rapunzel was always awed. It didn’t take much for her to quieten down and just watch the lanterns color the sky. When he pulled out the ring and popped the question, all the girl could do was look at him in surprise before pulling him into a tight hug, the words “Yes!” being repeated over and over.
❝I’d never say no if it comes to you.❞ She promised before pulling him into a kiss.
✿ She laughed, covering her face with her hands. After the laughter bubbled away, she laid down, resting on the grass.
❝I never thought that I’d actually be here. Going outside? It was the dream that kept me going and now I’m here.. What if everything isn’t like I dreamed it would be?❞
The words were more targeted towards herself but she let the question hang in the air if he ever wanted to answer it.
Flynn moved over so that he could lie down beside her, his hand reached up to cover the bits of sunlight that shined through the tree leaves overhead.
He paused, and mowed over her words. No, he was sure that it would be everything she dreamed of and so much more. It had to.
✿ ❝You do? Because I think I love you the most as well.❞
“Hmm.”
His response was that he leaned in to be inches away from her face, lips nearly hovering over hers for a moment and then he pressed his own against the girl’s.
