For ember53608's competition.
Inspired by one of my favourite shippings- Wingelbys (WingxShelby)- HIVE, Mark Walden.
Mustardseed sighed as he took a swing at the leather punch bag that hung suspended in the air. He had someone on his mind. Daphne, he'd had a crush on her for ages, he knew she liked him back but he had never worked up the courage to ask her out. It was infuriating, every time he talked to her his palms became sweaty and he started to stutter. So here he was in the gym taking his frustration out on the punch bag. He was thankfully alone.
"Hey Mustardseed," said Daphne from the doorway.
"Hey Daffy," said Mustardseed using his pet name for her to hide his nerves, "what are you doing here?"
"Came to get in some self defence practice, even though Snow is on her honeymoon. I didn't expect to see you here."
Mustardseed shrugged as Daphne dumped her duffle bag down by the doorway. She was wearing a black tank top and grey joggers.
"Want to spar with me, I know a thing or two about self defence." Mustardseed offered.
"Yea, I'll go easy on ya." Said Daphne raising her defence. The two circled each other. Mustardseed saw Daphne's eyes flick towards his right shoulder. She lunged to his right, Mustardseed blocking effortlessly.
"Your eye betray you. Try feinting," he suggested. Daphne just nodded. She then used his lax guard to her advantage, she tried to strike him again but Mustardseed was too quick for her catching her arm while simultaneously bringing his fist within a few millimetres of her stomach pulling the punch he only tapped her.
"Never underestimate your opponents lax guard." He said calmly. He was never this relaxed around Daphne normally.
This time he made the first move, feinting to her left. Then as she went to block it he made an opened palm strike to her jaw again pulling the punch so it only tapped her.
"Never leave defence open, your opponent may be feinting. If possible avoid the blow." He instructed her. He noticed here she was focused and serious. Daphne nodded. This wasn't the harmless, perky Daphne who spent her time making up word like Pucktastic for fun. Her gaze was hard and set. Suddenly her face filled with pain. Gasping out Daphne fell to the ground clutching her side, wincing. She looked like she was in considerable pain.
"Daphne are you okay?" Said Mustardseed gently crouching down to see if she was okay.
A flicker of an evil grin flashed on Daphne's face as she swept her leg out sending Mustardseed crashing to the ground.
"Never underestimate the element of surprise." She said grinning helping him up. "What was that about letting your guard down?" And before he could react or even comprehend what had just happened Daphne stepped forward, grabbing the back of his head and kissed him for a few long seconds. It then finally hit Mustardseed, he was kissing Daphne Grimm. Pulling away he smiled.
"An unconventional method, but affective none the less." Smiled Mustardseed.
"So you enjoyed it?" Said Daphne teasingly.
"Sometimes it is good to let your guard down," he said before pulling her in and kissing her back.