Disclaimer* I don't own any of the material or characters of Labyrinth, I merely do this for fun.
Watching
Jareth was there watching...
always watching...
he would spend the majority of the day watching, whether looking through a crystal or transforming into his owl form and just sitting in a tree. Sarah was 20 now therefore 5 years after her adventures underground, she was now at college studying English literature and was leading a relatively normal life except for the fact her friends would often tell her 'you always seem in your own world' or 'looking off into the distance' but the truth was she knew she was being watched.
Sarah was at her lecture but again, she was looking at of the window searching for Jareth 'where is he? why is he here?' it had gotten to the point where she even told him to go away but he never answered and never did leave. Sarah spotted him, the little white barn owl was perched in a tree, just watching, fixated on her, sometimes Jareth would even move to the class which she was in then follow her home and perch himself on tree outside her house but he never intruded.
Jareth wouldn't intrude.
On her days off or after class she'd go to her favourite park and lazily sat beside a tree, usually she'd pull out a book or her Walkman. she fell asleep. Jareth jumped onto the tree where she was laid, spying for a few moments to absolutely make sure she was asleep, he ruffled his feathers whilst his deep brown owl eyes focused on his prey but he knew he couldn't get the prey, not yet. He silently glided down and watch.
Jareths body morphed into a more human looking Jareth as opposed to his normal goblin king self as he didn't want to draw attention to himself, his eyes never left Sarah, he'd been watching her since she left, always watching and protecting her from danger, She's often wondered how she hadn't been attacked whilst being against the tree and the answer was Jareth.
Jareth watched and watched her silently sleeping against the tree, how her chocolate loose curls fell ever so softly against her chest, her small freckles on her face almost looked hand painted against delicate snow skin, her eyes the most beautiful shade of forest green which Jareth thought meant she was fruitful and fertile. her long brown lashes began to flicker, she was waking.
it was almost night.
Sarah's eyes opened and saw Jareth kneeling at her, wanting to take her, "one day, my queen" smiled Jareth, Sarah was still sleepy and wiped her eyes with her sleeve and he was gone but again he was there in the tree, watching.
*I'd like to thank you for reading, this is my first Fanfic and I haven't wrote anything in awhile.
