This is a songfic based off the song Wishes by Superchick. I do not own Snowbaz.
A year later
SIMON
Baz didn't have a funeral. Not a real one anyway. Penny and I both said a few words over his ashes, but that was it. Penny has been extra cautious around me.
I stare at my ring in silence most days. Some days, I don't even get out of bed. Baz made everything so difficult. Killing himself was the last straw; my sanity drifted away. Penny is scared for me.
We were so close to a perfect life. A single mistake was all it took to destroy that.
BAZ
NO. I need to stop thinking about Simon. The pain is too much. Before I know it, I will be calling him. That would be a disaster.
I need to get over Simon. I can't.
SIMON
I have to let it go, I tell myself.
I need to get over Baz. I can't.
BAZ
I am weak. So, so, weak. I walk up to his house. Once outside, I dial his number. Bunce answers it.
"Hello?" she says.
"I need to talk to Simon." I say softly. I just want to hear his voice.
"He's asleep. I can relay a message." Penny says.
"I need to talk to Simon." I repeat. "Please." my voice cracks. "Please, Penelope." she hesitates. "I need to talk to him."
"Fine." She sighs. "Simon, phone call." I hear mumbling. "I don't know." she says. "Just answer the phone."
Simon gets on. "'Ello?" he asks groggily.
"S-Simon." I murmur. "It's good… to hear your voice."
"Who is this?" he asks suspiciously.
"It's… Baz." I say reluctantly.
His breathing becomes heavy and fast. "But… you're dead. It's been a year." his tone darkens. "Who the hell are you? I'll fucking murder you. This isn't funny."
"I'm outside, Simon. Please."
He hangs up. Then the door swings open. We stare at each other for a few minutes. He's pale. And thin. Bags under his eyes.
He charges at me. I expect him to hit me or something. Instead, he kisses me. Rough and demanding.
"How could you do that to me?" he asks, pulling away. "I thought you were dead. It's been a year!"
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I was stupid and wrong, and…" I trail off, noticing the ring. "You kept it." I murmur.
"Of course I did." he replies softly.
SIMON
Baz comes in, but he's hesitant and nervous. Penny's in the kitchen. She sees Baz and runs to hug him. He awkwardly pats her shoulder.
"It's good to see you, too, Penelope." Baz says.
"Let's go to my room." I suggest.
He follows me upstairs, still looking uncomfortable. Once we're in my room and the door closed, I turn to him.
"Why? Why did you fake your death?" I demand.
"I knew you would try to come after me. It was the only way to keep you safe." he whispers.
"How am I unsafe with you? I'm already a vampire." I snap. Baz flinches and I soften. "Baz, I've been so lost without you. Please don't leave me again."
"I don't think I could. Not again." he murmurs. "It hurt me so much. I know it was worse for you, but I nearly went crazy." He pauses, staring at my ring. "Would you… say yes, now?"
"Do you still love me?" I ask.
"Of course."
"Then yes. I love you Baz. I've missed you."
BAZ
"Baz," Simon says. I don't respond. "Basilton." he says, savoring every syllable.
I finally look at him. The love in his eyes causes me to fall apart. I start to cry. He grabs my face and wipes my tears with his thumbs. Then he kisses me.
"I don't deserve you." I mutter when we pull away.
"Don't you ever say that again." Simon snaps. "You may be an absolute prick and moron, but you and I deserve each other perfectly."
"Kiss me, Simon Snow." I murmur.
He does. Life is finally being pieced back together.
