This fanfic is inspired by Toothbrush. This is a combination of Dragonblade and SSW Talon.
He loved the night. It allowed him to hide from his worries, his past. The stars stood out from the night sky, twinkling on the black canvas. He leaned on the stone railing on the balcony, breathing in the scent of the air. A few of the stars blinked out for a second, probably blocked by a swarm of bats or birds, hunting during the night.
Birds. That reminded Talon of her. How he would call her Little Bird whenever they met, how her molten gold eyes would sparkle whenever she smiled. But everything reminded him of her nowadays. Goddammit. Why did he let her go? Why didn't he go with her, or maybe tried to convince her to stay? A cold wind picked up, ruffling his short, dark hair. Cold, like the way her hand was, when she left for the final time, like his eyes were, and how they hardened into an unfeeling, yet protective shell. I need to report back to Demacia. I've been away for too long already. He snorted at the excuse. He wanted to hate her for leaving him, hate her for not loving him back. But in the end, he knew he couldn't. He found her badly injured, limping on the road towards Demacia. He led her back to his camp, and they... fell in love. Of course, he would never admit that, but it was true.
He needed her. If he could bring Katarina, and meet up with Cassiopeia who was already in Demacia, he could be with her again. Their relationship would be strained, and quiet, but he would have her again. The wind stilled, creating an illusion of absolute peace and serenity. An observer would've seen a lovesick young man silhouetted against a full moon, thinking of happier times.
When Talon finally went inside, his spine was straight, and for the first time in a long, long time, he felt a purpose.
Wait for me, Little Bird.
This was a mishmash of feel good words, and then a tragic story of forbidden love. Works every time, doesn't it?