Me: Here's your birthday gift Hisashi! I took a whole day to write this out, hope you enjoy it! It's your long awaited Squalo x Reader fic ;) So due to this being a gift, 'Reader' has a few details imposed onto her by Hisashi's request! This is going to be a Fluffle Squalo x Reader fic so its gonna be SUPER OOC and-
Squalo: VVVOOOOOIIII! SAY WHAT NOW?! I'M NOT GOING BE ALL FLUFFY AND SHIT IF THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE THINKING! WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO MAKE ME SOFT AND FUCKING CARING?!
Me: Hush, Squalo! And LANGUAGE! There could be kids reading this. Besides, how is this my fault? Hisashi was the one who requested it so she's the mastermind behind all this! I wrote it as a gift! Besides it is her birthday.
Squalo: Firstly, LANGUAGE SHOULDN'T EVEN BE TAKEN INTO CONSIDERATION WHEN THIS IS RATED FUCKING T! SECOND I DON'T CARE AND LASTLY HOW IS IT NOT YOUR FAULT WHEN YOU AGREED TO WRITE THIS CRAP?!
Me: Without further ado, Squalo be a dear and do the disclaimer!
Squalo: VOOI! DON'T FUCKING IGNORE ME! Tch, ignorant brat. Don't tell me what to do! Still, this brat here don't own KHR or the song below. You will never own KHR no matter how many fucking Christmases or birthdays you asked it for so just give the fuck up already!
Me: You know, if I actually owned KHR, you'd b the uke to Xanxus' seme~
Squalo: VOOOOOO- *End Transmission*
Me: BTW, I suggest you to listen to Okubyouna Mama no Pierrot by Takahashi Hiroki before reading! Well now that's done please enjoy!
Additional Info
(N/n)- Nickname
(F/n)- First name
(F/s)- First syllable of first name
Whimpering.
It was in the middle of the night. And of all the times for Squalo to hear it. He had been hearing frequent whimpers every night for the past week already so he knew well who was the one waking him up. Groaning, he squinted his sleepy grey eyes open, the dark ceiling and cool air were still inviting him back to sleep. Only giving a tired sigh before sitting up and yawning a weary 'Voooi', he scratched the back of his head, ruffling up his silver locks in attempt to resist the urge to fall back asleep.
After clearing up his groggy mind, he then turned his head to the other side of his bed and stared at your writhing and uneasy sleeping form. His gaze softened with an inaudible sigh when he saw that you were uncomfortably shifting around in bed, whimpering to the point of almost sobbing. He knew that it wasn't entirely your fault, but he couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed. After all you did kept him up for quite a few nights and it caused him to be a little worse for wear each day. But for now he shook it off, it shouldn't matter right now. You do. Giving your face an intent look, he searched for specific signs on you with his observant eyes. Upon closer inspection, Squalo saw that your closed eyes were twitching uncontrollably in REM and the blankets that once was on your stomach were clutched tightly in your sweaty hands. He knew it. You were having another nightmare again.
"Women and their fucking problems..." Squalo sighed tiredly to himself. Despite saying that, his face held a world of worry for you.
Nightmares were one of those things that you could never fully get over in life, you were tied to your dreams in a way that allowed nightmares to keep attacking you in your sleep during the nights for weeks on end. It was mentally stressing and tiring. In the morning, you would be found looking deadly pale and the lightest of touches made you jump and twitch. Nobody would dare come close to you in fear that they will set you off or worse set off the terrifying Second-in-Command Rain Guardian, who was less than calm than their Cloud Guardian. If anyone had enough kindness or care to ask you what's wrong, you would only strain a smile and mumble that you were just tired. Lussuria and Squalo would always frown at your lie before advising you to get more rest for the following night. It warmed your heart to know that your teammates care for you.
Squalo needed to calm you down. Both of you have a joint mission in the next morning and needed some form of sleep or one, he would be too drowsy to concentrate and execute the mission like a drunken person, and two, you would be too distracted by the nightmare that caused you uneasiness the previous night and thus potentially failing the mission. There was no way the both of you would jeopardize the Varia reputation by failing the mission due to a lack of sleep.
Not to mention that he had only just came back a few hours ago after doing three goddamn missions, two of which was assassinating four entire famiglias located in both Rome and Florence, with each consisting of at least 6000 members mind you, with his last mission being a trip to France, and it was NOT for relaxation? He went there just to receive a specific bottle of wine just because someone didn't want to have it imported to Italy, with it's empty or half full bottle most probably ending up on his thick-skulled head sooner or later in jagged pieces of glass, courtesy of his 'Shitty Boss'. He soon drooped his eyelids a little as he couldn't help but let another tired yawn escape his mouth. Whatever the case is, he needed to get his fucking sleep but he couldn't leave you like this. He just loves you too much to ignore it.
Prying your fingers away from the covers, he nudged the blankets away from your shoulders and as gently as he could, Squalo brought you up from your pillow and laid your head on his lap. After making sure you seemed somewhat comfortable on his lap, he leaned back on the headboard and begun caressing your head slowly to try to ease you from your ordeal. He found that this way was the easiest way he had to calm and comfort you during your nightly terrors, having Squalo waking up and comforting you in the middle of the night made it easier to bear, and also lets you know that he's always there for you.
But this time, after a while, it didn't seem to be working at all. Squalo furrowed his eyebrows in concern as he looked at your still whimpering form, you were breathing much more heavily now and that worried the silverette.
Willing himself not to panic, he quickly tinged his fingers with rain flames and placed his hand on your head once again, in hopes that the calming properties of his flames would take effect. But it only got worse, coughs were starting to escape from your mouth and tears were already forming in the edge of your eyes. Squalo pulled back his hand and was astonished for a while before he started to press his hand around your body to check for abnormalities. Your body was frigid cold but your heartbeat was thankfully normal, he noted that mentally. At that same time his hands reached out for your forehead. Upon touching it, he quickly retracted his hands from your forehead and hissed in pain. It was burning HOT!
What the hell was going on in your nightmare that you were having such symptoms?! Thinking hard, it then suddenly hit Squalo square in the face like a mallet as realization poured in. This had happened before. Continuous nightmares. Sudden coughing. Frigid body temperature and extremely burning forehead. "V-vooii.. Could it be? SHIT! She's having another premonition!' Squalo frantically thought to himself.
Since young, you always had the ability to see the future in your dreams every now and then. But then there was a catch. If you stayed too long in your dream premonition you will start having feverish or contradictory symptoms due to your brain being stressed out and losing control of your bodily functions. And if you did not wake up soon, your brain soon won't be able to cope with the strain and will shut your body down in order to preserve itself but eventually you'll die. Remembering that they had almost lost you the last time, he shook furiously you in hopes to get you to wake up.
"(N/n)! (n/n)! Wake up! VOI! WAKE THE FUCK UP! You're having another premonition! If you don't snap out of it right now, we'll lose you for good this time! FUCKING WAKE UP DAMMIT!" His voice went extremely loud and his tone got more desperate as he tried to wake you up. It was a good thing his room was specially soundproofed inside out or Xanxus would have busted in and burned him alive already, regardless of your situation. That aside, Squalo thought to himself as he began to pat on your cheeks hard, but not enough to bruise. to get you to wake up. 'Damnit, you need to wake up NOW or you'll die for sure this time!'
Fire.
It was everywhere.
On the pieces of the broken walls.
On the floors that were blood stained with the eerily similar color of those raging flames.
Everywhere was tinted red.
Fire was literally burning everywhere and everything down.
Who could've done this?
There was a man with towering height standing in front of you. He was smirking viciously at victory over something. One look at his ring, you could tell that he wielded red flames. The same red flames that Belphegor uses to call out Mink-kun.
The red flame of disintegration, storm.
Fear struck your body hard, you were afraid of that flame. The thought of its destructive nature and continuous onslaught had never fail to make you shiver in fear and avoid those with storm class flames. But Bel was an exception. Since he was proven to be trustworthy for he once saved you from almost being shot by a bullet. That alone had gained the prince your trust. Not that he needed it anyway, but still he did. The others? You didn't even felt a single shred of trust towards them at all. You were scared of them. Very scared.
And that's when he came in. At your times of fear, it was always Squalo who had chased them away with his intimidating swordsmanship and tranquilizing rain flames. You were always being saved by him. To many he might not be the most romantic or an easily acceptable lover. But still, he had effortlessly found a way to wriggle himself into your heart just as you wriggled into his.
Remembering about the man with the storm flames, you cleared out of your mind and quickly -but not cautiously- backtracked away from him. There's no doubt, he was the one who caused this inferno.
Suddenly, as you were escaping, you tripped onto something and lost your balance a bit before catching yourself from falling. One of your hands touched the thing you tripped on while your other was used to balance yourself. Feeling what you had tripped on, confusion went over your head.
It felt familiar but unfamiliar at the same time.
Reaching out for it again, you felt the somewhat smooth skin of a shark's tail but with a burning, itching feeling of storm flames.
'Wait... Shark's tail?'
'Oh no. Oh nonononono... Please... It couldn't be...' You thought to yourself in disbelief as you ran your hand through the shark tail. On the bottom of the top tail fin, you had felt a scar like line running cross the skin like texture. It was a scar that you know all too well. After all you were the one who inflicted it. That scar. It belonged to none other than Squalo's Box Weapon-
'Alo...'
Alo was supposed to be rain class Box Animal. Why does he have storm class flames on him? Turning your attention to the man from before, you distinctively saw a gleam of metal right in front of him. When you got a closer look, you were stunned into place. It was a Spatha sword. But that wasn't what shocked you. It's what it was attached to.
An artificial arm.
You could recognize that prosthetic limb anywhere. Covering your mouth with you hands, you whimpered in horror, "S-Squalo..."
At first you assumed he was killed by that man but suddenly your thoughts were interrupted by a low, throaty voice resounding in the area. "Voooiii..." You turned around in joy, hearing his voice. But that joy was short lived as you saw the state he was in. You gasped in pure worry.
"No... Squalo..."
Your shark, the one who always stands tall with pride, the one who always protects you one way or the other was reduced to a beaten up heap. He was barely standing. His real hand was clutching his other torn one in pain. Breathes heavy and hitched with sweat drenching his face. His face was marred with burn marks, blood and bruises. He looks defeated, with the rest of Alo's body torn to pieces behind him. Even so, he was still staring defiantly at the red headed man.
"This will be over earlier than I had expected.." Squalo's gravelly voice was strained and he sounded like he was talking to someone through a communicator. You felt utterly useless that you couldn't help him at all. There was nothing you could do but watch as this premonition take place in your dream. In your dreams, only you can touch them but they can never see you or feel you. It was the future after all.. Biting your lips, you were trying hard not to cry for Squalo to just stop.
"Take Yuni... And run as far as away from the base...As you can!" He yelled his orders into his communicator before wobbly rising up to his feet and staring down at the smug-faced enemy.
"God... DAMN IT!" He roared angrily before he lunged himself forward to the enemy. He was severely injured but still he never wanted to back down. He always fought down to the very last breath. He wasn't going to give up, even when he didn't have any sort of weapon or protection on him, he was going to fight to the bitter end. You saw the enemy held up a handful of dense storm flames as a response and as soon as it made contact with Squalo's body, it blew up and sent him back to the ground, the building once more burst into red flames causing smoke to go through everywhere. The storm man smirked once more and kicked Squalo's limp body out of his way before he busted through the roof and flew out.
This time, Squalo did not get back up to stop the enemy. His body was unmoving and you could've sworn that your heart stopped. Seeing that scene happen right before your eyes, you body shook and trembled, you opened your mouth and screamed out of pure agony.
"SQUALO!"
But suddenly your surroundings disappeared, leaving you in a dark, empty space. You could see a silhouette of a man's face staring at yours. Distant echoes reverberates as you heard your nickname being called by a man's voice.
"(N/n)...(N/n)..."
Squalo shook your shoulders harder this time but to no avail you still did not budge. He was contemplating on shouting directly into your ears, yes he was that desperate, but that would destroy your eardrums. Who cares, you already were used to his everyday shouting voice so maybe you would just be deaf for a few weeks and that's better than dying right? Squalo had this intense internal debate in his mind on what to do then that he didn't quite heard you mumbling words.
"Squa... lo..." You mumbled, much more louder than before, a stray tear cascading down from your closed eyelids. That had snapped hims attention back to you. He quickly called out to you when you whimpered his name again. Soon he saw your eyes fluttering open slowly and he felt relief wash over him like rain.
You opened your eyes and the first thing you saw was the man silhouette leaning back and looks as if he sighed in relief. Darting your eyes around, you saw that you were in a dark room that was lightly illuminated blue on your front left. Following the direction of the light you saw that part of the wall was an aquarium filled with swimming sharks. Right at the side, you could vaguely see there was an elegant stand with a sword on it, a sword maintenance kit with a small glow-in-the-dark chibi shark sticker on the lid nearby and an assortment of rather familiar furnishings placed around.
You were back in your lovers's room in Varia HQ.
Giving the sharks in the aquarium a closer look, you noticed that a particular one was looking at you while keeping upright in the water. That one, from what you can see, was coated with barely visible rain flames. It's stare was painfully familiar. Upon realization, your eyes immediately widened and you bolted up to stare at it in disbelief.
You both were at a stare off until you heard a rustle and..
"V-voi, a-are you okay?" A slightly surprised and worried voice had caught your attention.
Turning your head to the source of the voice, you were met with Squalo's worried gaze staring back at you. Looking at him was gave you both joy at seeing him alive and breathing, while making your heart ache at his terrible future that awaited him. Without warning, tears welled up in your eyes as you buried your head into his chest crying. Your hands clutched tightly into his shirt, never ever wanting to let go of your lover. Squalo's reaction was immediate as he felt your iron grip on him. You were far from a crybaby, that and he has no clue on how to deal with crying girls. He couldn't just hit you and tell you to suck it up like he would do to males, females in this state needed to be treated with more... care... He just stayed still and stared incredulously at you, wide eyed and gaping lightly.
Squalo honestly had no idea what to do, he didn't know how to comfort you and was torn between asking you on how to comfort you or not doing anything at all and let you cry it out. Then suddenly like someone answered his woes, he remembered what has Dino told him once back in highschool. Squalo and Dino had accidentally made Dino's then girlfriend cry, mostly because of Squalo's insults and harsh words. Squalo had tried to make her stop but nothing work. It only took the bronco give her a hug and pat on the head to pacify her.
Squalo was baffled as to how quick he shut her up and stared astounded at the blond. It was the first time he saw someone shut a girl up so effortlessly and quickly too.
"You know Squalo." Dino mused, enjoying the look of Squalo's face of disbelief. "Girls, no matter how tough they are, they still break down easily from time to time. So try to refrain from hurting them emotionally too much if you don't want to deal with this." The young shark just tched and looked away with his arms folded. "But when they do cry," he then had a small tone of seriousness. "Just apologize softly or let them know that you will still be there for them, okay?" Dino spoke, his serious air dissipating immediately and smiled good-nature at his bad tempered friend before turning back to his girlfriend. And that, my friends, had taught Squalo a life lesson on dealing with girls/girlfriends. Though he never thought he would have to do it someday.
Soon, he started to relax and wrapped his arms around you with one of his palms resting on the back of your head. He caressed your head soothingly and let you cry it out. He knew you must have foreseen a terrible premonition about the Varia. You may be a strong, ruthless assassin but that doesn't mean that you don't have any reasons to cry at all because as far as he knows, you only cry when anyone you count as family, namely the Vongola, got hurt or when something terrible was going to or had happened to them.
He knew there was no need for words that time, all he needed was just to be patient with you for the time being and play the waiting game. Patience was never his forte but for you, he would wait even if it was for an eternity. With every thought of the future in your head, you cried even harder in his strong arms which made him hold you even closer to him. Eventually your tears had soaked up his shirt but he still didn't care and continued to comfort you.
After a while, you went from crying to just sobbing silently in Squalo's chest. He looks at you with his grey eyes softened and his hand traced down to pat you in the back. He moved you to sit in between his legs and lifted your chin so that you're looking directly into his eyes. Slowly, he moved forward and gave you a quick kiss in the lips.
Your sobs ceased for a moment for you to reciprocate the kiss before he pulled back.
"Better now?" He asked quietly and used his thumbs to gingerly wipe away the remaining tears. You held back a sob and nodded meekly to Squalo before grabbing him in the chest and continued to snuggle into him like a comfort pillow.
Sighing, he let you calm down a little bit more before speaking.
"So, what happened in the future? I remember that you weren't this emotional last time. Was it about the Varia? Or was it about your brother again?" He asked nonchalantly and slowly as to not put any pressure. A hand unconsciously moved back to stroke your back gently. You shook your head not wanting to relive the horrible future that awaited him. He looked at you, narrowing his eyes, ruminating on your response, before attempting to speak again. "Come on, it's not like it's going to happen right now. You can share that burden of yours with me. And better yet we can also be prepared from it, right?" He was trying to talk you into telling him, but you knew and you didn't say anything.
"I-I can't... It-It's-"
You lifted your head to look at him only to be cut off by his eyes. Squalo was giving you that look. His eyes were trained on you. The normally cold, steel gaze was gone replaced by worry, compassion and most of all despondency, all because you wouldn't tell him. He had whipped out his best persuasion attack on you. To you it was like staring at the kicked puppy dog eyes. Seeing him like this was heart wrenching for you to watch and you averted your gaze from him.
"(F/n), please..." His voice was surprisingly soft and pleading you to tell him. He cupped your left cheek with his hand and directed your eyes back to him. You looked at Squalo's dejected face again and lowered your head, trembling. "I-I just can't tell you... Because.. Because.. I'm scared..." You tried to sound defiant but your voice betrayed you and your voice ended up quivering towards the end.
"Why? What happened?" At that, you thought about his death again and couldn't help but stifle a sob. Maybe if you told him, he might be able to avoid it. Seeing your doubtful face, Squalo urged you to tell him again. Your decision not to tell him was slowly wavering as your emotions were also being a wreck.
Eventually, with a little more coaxing, Squalo had managed to get you to tell him what you saw in your dream. You took a shaky deep breath and hesitantly explained everything to him in full detail. About the man with the storm flames, his arm being ripped off, Alo being torn to pieces. Everything. You spoke in a low terrified voice, afraid that the future will suddenly take place immediately while Squalo only watched you in silence. Allowing everything to soak in, his expression was unreadable with mixtures of different feelings. To say he was shocked may be an understatement because his expression was pretty much just him gaping at you the whole time you were speaking.
When the time finally came for you to tell Squalo about him charging at the enemy and him having the possibility to be dead, you broke down and cried into his chest again, hiccuping every word.
"Y-y-you just... ran into... into him... w-without thinkin-ng twice... you w-were defense-defenseless... and y-your sword was p-pulled o-out-ut of you... y-you i-idiot!... Fuck, it-t w-was sui-suicide! W-why do y-you have to b-be so r-reckless sometimes... just g-go...ask...for help...w-why the h-hell are you so...so... stubborn!...Why..." Your voice cracked at the last words and your fists pathetically pounded into his chest, not noticing that the shark wasn't even flinching at it.
Squalo sat stiff, stunned at the new discovery. To one second be completely fine and the next finding out that you were gonna die soon was going to be pretty shocking. And let's not forget that he had a very emotional girl slamming her hands on his chest. His head fell onto the headboard as he mulled over it for a while. Surprisingly enough, he was able to find his voice again.
"Y-you don't have to cry about it. It-it's not that bad." You could hear the uncertainty in his voice and his terrible attempt to deceive you and himself that it wasn't really that horrible. His face looked as if he wanted to know more, but he knew that probing you for more now is just a bad idea as you could break down again. You wanted to retort to his statement but your reply was just a jumble of discombobulated words and sobs. Squalo was pondered for a second on why hasn't Lussuria tore down his door already. He always did claimed that his instincts always knows when anyone is crying in the Varia Mansion, midnight or not.
Pushing the flamboyant man off his mind, he shook his head and directed his attention to your still sobbing face. Patting you wasn't working, heck what he did before wasn't even calming you down anymore. He tilted his head to the side and looked for a new idea in his head. Finding a solution that might work, he gulped nervously, pink tinting his cheeks lightly. He hesitated for a while because he knew that in retrospect he might regret doing this later on. Sighing deeply, 'Who the fuck cares anyway.' he thought. He'll do something about it when the time comes so just do it now, think later.
"H-hey..." You looked up to him only to see him blushing and averting his eyes from yours, he then kissed your forehead tenderly. With his eyes closed, he pulled back and took a deep breathe. Curious, you leaned back closer to his chest, while still softly sobbing. Squalo tentatively opened his mouth and to your surprise he wasn't persuading or talking but-
Fuki tsukete kuru tsumetai kaze
Kokoro ga marude kirisaka reru yo sa
He sang softly while rocking you in his arms.
Hibiwareta kagami ni utsuru ore wa
Odokeru shika nai Pierrot
You widened your eyes ever so slightly as you recognized the song. It was your favorite after all. Squalo for some reason, sounded so much like the singer if he would just soften his voice a little. You told him that often and sometimes even begged him to sing -you'll never admit it, but you fell in love with his occasional singing- but he never would. In fact, that move would earn you either a shrug, being flipped off or maybe a indignant "Hey!" depending on his mood. You giggled forlornly at your own thoughts and so, relaxed.
Always omae dake mi teta kara
Iyade mo kizu kasa reru Reality
His singing was unexpectedly soothing and made you sleepy like a lullaby. This was the first time you heard him sing softly and gently therefore, you were very entranced with his singing voice and lied back down on the pillows, listening with a smile.
Ano egao no imi mo namida no wake mo
Aitsu no tamena no ka?
Chikaku ni ite mo tooi no manazashi setsunaku naru dake
Mouko no mama ja tsuyoi kaze ni
Omae wa kitto sarawa rete shimau
Dousureba ii no ka wakaranu mama
Akirame kirenai Pierrot
When he saw you, he smiled as well and joined you on his own pillow with his arm wrapped lazily around your shoulders.
Suddenly Door-goshi omae no koe
Aitsu no hanashi o shi ni kita no ka
Ano sasa inakoto de egao ni kawaru mujakina ichizu-sa o
Dakishimetai to kanjiru yume ga kanashii dakenara
Tada shiawase o inoru tame ni
Mimamoru igai nani ga dekirudarou
Ubaitai… dekinai omae dake ga
Naniyori taisetsu sugite…
Squalo closed his eyes and hummed to the tune of the song. He knew the song by every word due to you blasting the stereos every time you took a shower. It was hard for him not to memorize it when he had to sit down on his desk, which was next to the stereo, and do his paperwork when you were showering.
Kigeki jimita Pantomime waraeba ii
Karamari au Tightrope umaku ayatsurenai
Slowly, he patted your back, following the beat of the song and hummed more silently now to avoid startling you.
Shiawase o inoru tame ni
Mimamoru igai nani ga dekirudarou
Ubaitai… dekinai marude ore wa
Okubyouna mama no Pierrot
Odokeru shika nai Pierrot
He ended the song with a slower humming of the tune.
Squalo exhaled deeply and opened his eyes to see you tiredly dozing off but still not being able sleep. Sighing, he sat up at the side of the bed and scratched his head.
"I'll go get you sleeping pills from the infirmary. Don't worry I'll be back soon."
As he got up to leave, he felt a hand on his prosthetic one. He turned to give a reassuring smile to your worried frown and rubbed his fingers on your hand. "I told you, don't worry. I'll be back in a second." He then began to walk to the door. But just before he reached for the doorknob, you grabbed his arm and looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Don't... just please... don't leave.." You choked out, your hold on him tightened at every passing second. His gaze kept moving between you and the door. Finally he gave in reluctantly without complaints and returned to his side of the bed.
Squalo pulled the blankets over both of you and brought you to his chest. He laid his head atop of yours and cradled you in his warm arms. The soft beating of his heart and the frequent up and down of his breathing reminded you that he is still alive and with you. With a nuzzle of his chin, a purr escaped your lips and the feel of his warmth made you drowsy but not yet enough to make you fall asleep.
The two of you stayed like that in peace for god knows how long. There was a considerable long silence before at long last, you broke it.
"Hey, Squalo.." You started quietly and shuffled to get more comfortable in Squalo's arms. The said man only closed his eyes. As a reply, he gave out a inquisitve hum.
"Do you... Do you ever have nightmares?" You asked him after a small silence. In normal circumstances, you would have slapped yourself for asking such stupid questions but now you were in a half asleep state so you didn't notice.
He gave you a glance before staring up the ceiling and opening his mouth.
"I-" He was going to answer you but was cut off by your head slowly going limp in his arms and followed by you soon falling asleep. Eyes moved back to your sleeping form as Squalo pulled the covers closer to your body. You finally look much more in peace, sleeping. You relaxed completely in his hold as he pushed a strand of your hair behind your ears. It's as if you just had the world lifted off your shoulders, you felt as the pain was easier to bear or better yet, completely gone.
Rubbing your back slowly, he breathed out gently, "I do." His head was tilted downwards to tenderly gaze at you.
"I do have nightmares..."
"And all of them... are about losing you, but I'll be okay when I wake up, because I know that you're still here next to me." His voice was gentle then but it soon turned determined and serious.
"But if ever, my nightmares were to become premonitions.." His hands pressed you closer to him and he hugged you protectively.
"I'll personally see to it myself."
Squalo leaned down and planted a kiss on your head and whispered softly to your ear.
"Because only you are more important above anything else." He said as he watched you smiling peacefully in your sleep. With his arms securely hugging your waist and head, Squalo gave you a final kiss on the forehead before closing his eyes.
"I'll always be there to protect you, to be by your side. For as long as I live. Sleep well, (f/n)..."
Needless to say, for the rest of that night, you slept smiling. In the safety of Squalo's arms, and with nightmares banished into the dead of the night
~*OMAKE*~
Lussuria was walking casually in the corridors, contently humming a cheerful song to himself. He had just finish helping out the maids with making breakfast and was about to wake up his (n/n)-chan and Squalo-kun for their mission. Being late was never an option for the Varia when off to completing missions, lest they want to be the victim and next shooting target of Xanxus's infamous X-guns. Since usually Squalo would be the aforementioned victim of the boss's wrath, Lussuria quickened his pace, not wanting to let his little Squalo-kun to be burnt into an 'unattractive pile of dust.'
The flamboyant man had stopped calling Squalo by Squ-chan and Squ-kun ever since he found out that you two were dating. *coughbystalkingcoughhack* He respected your rights as his lover to be the only one allowed call him that from that moment on. At few feet back before reaching the door, Lussuria put a finger under his lips. Forming a slight pout, he thought hard in his mind. He could've sworn someone was crying the night before. For he almost couldn't sleep with his sisterly or perhaps motherly instincts going off madly.
Upon reaching Squalo's door, he pushed the thought away and reached for the doorknob. Slowly, he turned the doorknob and poked his head inside. Putting a hand beside his mouth, a hushed whisper had resounded softly into the room.
"(N/n)-chan~ Squalo-kun~ It's mor-"
Lussuria had to slap a hand over his mouth to prevent himself from squealing and fangirling at the scene before him.
You and Squalo were still asleep on the bed. The blankets were mostly piled on your shoulder and on Squalo's waist. Squalo's long silver hair was draped over both of your bodies while his arms were protectively hugging you around your head and waist. You were snuggled contently in his arms while you had his shirt and a few strands of his hair tightly grasped in your hands. Even with just a dim light from the door, anyone could see the dried tear streaks on your cheeks. 'So she was the one crying last night', He deduced that quickly in his head, nodding in realization. Seeing you two in this position, Lussuria couldn't help but coo at the display of love and affection. It was hard for him, it felt sad and wrong to waste such a moment and wake the two of you up when both looked so peaceful and so at ease. After a few seconds, he decided that he didn't want to wake you two up from your slumber and leave you be.
It was already hard enough for him to look at you so tired and conflicted but now if you are going to get the chance of peace, he will gladly let you have it. Not before magically pulling out a polaroid camera and snapping two pictures for his Squ X (n/n) album.
Giggling like an excited school girl, he exited the room and closed the door silently, making sure it did not squeak as he did. Tilting his head around, Lussuria pondered for a while on who could replace you two for that mission. With a snap of his fingers, he strolled a little way down before calling out loudly to the floor downstairs. "Bel-chan! Mammon-chan! Can you two please take that mission in Venice for Squalo-kun and (n/n)-chan? They don't look well and I don't want to wake them up so be a dear take the mission 'kay?" After a few creepy laughs, dirty remarks and a demand for a higher pay, the Varia storm and mist guardians eventually took off to finish the newly given mission, thankful that they won't be bored for the whole day. That left the sun guardian to his own devices. Which is him skipping happily to his room before giggling like a high school girl in love and slipping the newly acquired polaroids into a thick mahogany album. When the picture was finally put in and the album shut closed, Lussuria murmured gaily to himself that you are so going to love him for this in a few years time.
~*END*~
Me: YESSS DOOOONNNEEEE! ARE YOU HAPPY WITH IT HISASHI?! TELL ME IN THE REVIEWS AND PLEASE USE YOUR FULL NAME 'KAY?!
Squalo: *Standing stiff and twitching in a corner*
Me: Oops I think I broke him but WHO CARES~! *Knocks Squalo out with Yamamoto's bat*
Squalo: *fainted and still twitching*
Me: Now that that's done, *throws bat back to Yamamoto*
Me: Thanks Yamamoto!
Yamamoto: Hahah~ No problem~
SOOOOOO HOW WAS IT?! Was it okay? Bad? Something? I'm really nervous on what kind of feedback I'll get since this is my first post. But still, constructive criticism is welcomed and reviews are also appreciated. Flames? Maybe, I'm okay with it but excess ones are for Tamara to put out! (Just don't ask) But WOW, 6k words on my first go? Sometimes I just wonder why can't I stop writing so long... Too long?
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I really do hope that you guys enjoyed it and to those who didn't know, the song I suggested for you to listen was by Squalo's Seiyuu, not by Squalo himself. I stumbled across the song from my forum mates the other day and boy did I love the song! If you are a Squalo fan I'm sure you'll enhoy it! Well that's it for my first post. I'll see you next time~! *Tsuna smile*
-I'm not invisible, just unseen.
Edited on 22/11/15