Author's Note: I don't have a clue where this is going, I feel it is going to be a collection of one-shot drabbles that will be unconnected but I think probably worth a read! This is based on a Bill/Fleur - Sleeping Beauty, please enjoy!

Prompts: Write a fairytale!AU

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Skin Deep

Bill hesitated on the threshold.

The room was exactly as he had envisioned, the image that he had coveted for the last few weeks as he battled his way through impossible odds. The bed was silhouetted against the dying rays of the setting sun that filtered through the room. The outline of a soft bed and sleeping figure was partially obscured by the gossamer curtain strung from the ceiling.

The scene was mysterious and beautiful, the atmosphere held more than a hint of promise. It was romantic, it was exactly what he had been looking for. She was the one he had been looking for, or at least he hoped so.

It was just, a little too close to perfect for his liking.

This moment had been built up in his head, he had chopped and battled his way to this woman but in this, the most important moment, he found himself faltering. Tripping at the finish line, questioning whether he could do this at all. The nerves and insecurities that should never touch a prince rose quickly to the surface and plagued his every thought, filling and choking his brain.

He moved slowly and carefully into the room. The dust had settled like a carpet during her slumber, silencing his steps and Bill held his breath as he approached the bed, for some reason he was terrified of disturbing anything. He reached forward and swept back the curtain, revealing the figure sleeping within.

Her skin was as smooth and as pale porcelain. Thick golden lashes rested gently on her cheekbones and fluttered as she slept and dreamt. Her lips were a light, delicate pink, parted slightly as she breathed deep and even and her thick, golden hair pillowed her head and swept down to her waist.

Bill's first thought was that she looked like a doll.

No human being could feasibly be that perfect and still be alive.

He didn't know if he would be able to keep up with her, if she would want him. Though if only true love's kiss could wake her, requited love would be a prerequisite. Bill shook his head, dispelling the stupid thought. The most important thing was that he release this poor woman from her curse, maybe then she could help him with his.

But what if she was a complete airhead? What if her beauty was only skin deep, and he would be trapped forever with a woman he couldn't hold a proper conversation with? So much hinged on this one moment, desperate to be perfect.

Bill sat gently on the edge of the bed and, hesitated. Could he live with the endless possibilities? Could he deal with the what ifs?

Would she be worth it?

Well, there was only one way to find out.

He bent at the waist, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips gently and firmly to hers.

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