A/N: And I return! After.. two months. Sorry, life got busy and my laptop broke, but that didn't keep me from writing! I have quite a few stories for you all, don't worry. Thank you all so much for the reviews, feedback, and support for The Right Reason, you're totally stellar people!
I'm going to stick to oneshots for now until I become comfortable with multi-chaptered fics, so this is going to be a collection of Starco oneshots, drabbles, whatever you call them, etc. I hope you find solace and enjoyment in them since this hiatus is currently killing us all lmao.
Anyways, without further ado, here's the first installment. Tell me what you think, reviews and constructive criticism are appreciated!
I do not own Star Vs. The Forces of Evil or its characters. All rights go to Disney.
"Marco's waiting.." The serpent taunted and Star's grip on her wand tightened. Her eyes darted to her best friend, whose expression matched her own, pale with fear and desperation.
"Star.." Marco's trembling voice sounded from under the glass case that was closing into his body. The princess tensed and stared at her wand, her heart thudding in her ears. She brought the wand to her lips without any other second thoughts as she prepared to perform the whispering spell. The sound of her heartbeat mixed in with a slow symphony of sickening crunches, making her stop entirely.
She was too late. The heirloom fell from her fingers.
Star dared to raise her gaze fleetingly to see dark, crimson liquid blossoming and staining the glass. She looked away, clutching her sides as she caved into herself. Wailing sounds she never thought were possible tumbled from her mouth and she fell to her knees, tears streaming from her wide eyes.
"Oh, Princess Butterfly, you said so yourself," Toffee chuckled as he clicked the button again and Star gasped wildly in between her sobs. The glass case raised. She squeezed her eyes shut, sparing herself from the sight of his mangled body. Cold fingers clasped her throat and dragged her to her feet.
Star closed her eyes, keeping her trembling mouth shut as the monster's claws dug into her neck, drawing blood.
"Love is never the answer."
Despite having closed her eyes, Toffee's yellow slits bore into the back of her mind as her lungs began to collapse. Yet only one name brushed off her lips as she began to fade.
"Marco!" A twenty two year old Star cried out, sitting straight up in her bed, her chest heaving with relentless gasps and sobs. Her bright blue eyes were ample circles as she raked her fingers through her blonde hair, close to ripping it out.
The figure laying next to her shifted and Marco sat up groggily, rubbing his eyes. "Star..?" He mumbled, and Star flinched, meeting her husband's now worried gaze, bags under his doe brown eyes. The blonde attempted a wobbly smile. It twisted into a grimace.
"M-Marco, I-" Star spoke in between sniffs and hiccups, relief hitting her like the plague. Marco pulled her into his arms without her having to say another word. She cried into his chest, her fingers curling around his t-shirt securely. Marco rubbed small circles into her back, his face buried in her hair.
She listened to his heartbeat, slow and soft, trying to convince herself that he was here and breathing. Yet the severe image of his blood reappeared in her mind and she only continued to tremble even more.
After a few minutes, Star pulled away, only to rest her forehead against his, her arms still firmly wrapped around him.
"What was the dream about?" Marco whispered, his chestnut eyes searching her red rimmed ones, still rubbing her back comfortingly. She sniffed, averting her eyes. "Star..?"
"You, I lost you," Star whimpered, her face twisting into a pained expression. Marco frowned, his heart twisting at the sight. He could hardly stand it whenever she was upset. The brunette pulled her even closer, so close that she decided to scoot onto his lap. Breathing in and out deeply to calm herself down, Star loosened her grip on his shirt and wrapped her arms around his neck, closing her eyes.
She was still scarred from everything, haunted with memories of him almost dying in front of her countless times, the day she stormed Ludo's castle being one of them.
"In-instead of me destroying the w-wand, at Ludo's castle, y-you were crushed under that glass case. You died. Toffee killed you," Star stammered, hiding her face into the curve of his shoulder, breathing in his cinnamon, clean linen scent. "It was so real to me..I-I just freaked out." In response, Marco kissed the side of her face soothingly, holding her as tightly as she clung to him.
"Hey, it's okay," Marco murmured, a compassionate look on his face, leaning back against the propped pillows with her still in his arms. "It was just a dream, I'm still breathing," He assured and Star exhaled, finally calming, her body relaxing into his embrace.
"Okay," Star pulled away from the nape of his neck, sighing tiredly, only grinning weakly when he smiled at her lovingly. There was a pause and the blonde held a look of such deep fondness that Marco's heart fluttered. She gently cradled his face in her hands.
Ease flooded through her senses as she stared at his adorably flustered and alive face. "I wouldn't be able to be truly happy without you, Marco Diaz, I hope you know that," Star huffed defiantly, tangling her legs with his as she snuggled back into his chest, sliding her hands up his shirt. Marco chuckled. Star smiled softly at the feeling of the sound rumbling in his chest.
"I hope that you know, Star Diaz, that I wouldn't be truly happy without you either, and I'm not going anywhere," Marco kissed the top of her head, brushing his fingers through her sunlit hair, and Star sighed in content, sinking into him, tracing her fingertips up and down his sides absentmindedly.
They stayed that way, smiles remaining even as peaceful sleep welcomed them. At least until Star got cold and had to sleepily pull the covers over them.
She grinned, snorting at Marco's slightly open mouth in sleep and kissed him gently. He smiled softly against her lips.
"Mm..love you," The brunette muttered, only half awake. Star pulled away, brushing her nose against his before resting back on his chest, nestling into it.
"I love you too," She whispered and glanced up at him again, his composed expression returning as Marco drifted back to sleep. Star beamed giddily to herself as she settled back into him, blissful feelings blossoming in her stomach with the reassuring knowledge that he was hers.
No one would ever take him away from her, not ever.