A/N Hey guys! This is just a one-shot starting sometime after Rose and Dimitri get back together once he's not strigoi anymore. Enjoy and review!
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I glance at him over my melting chocolate ice cream. He still isn't eating, just poking at his mint chocolate chip and staring into his lap.
"Dimitri." He looks up at me.
"Hm?"
"Is something wrong?" The mask slides over his face, sealing all emotion somewhere deep inside.
"No."
"Says the man who's not eating his ice cream." I mean, I eat ice cream regardless of how I'm feeling, but sometimes when he's upset, he doesn't eat.
"I'm eating." He swirls his spoon through his bowl, and I just raise my eyebrows at him.
"Seriously, Comrade? I can tell when something's bothering you." I smirk at him. "It's one of the many things you love about me."
He stands abruptly, dumps his ice cream in the trash, and marches out the door, letting it bang shut behind him. The girl behind the counter frowns after him, and with a quick apology, I rush out after him. He's leaning against the little blue car, his elbows resting on the roof, shoving his toes into the dirt. Without a word, I wrap my arms around him, leaning into his chest.
"Why?"
"Why, what?"
He sighs. "Why do you still want me? Why did you want me to begin with? And now- I have blood on my hands. The things I've done...the things I've wanted to do. Sometimes..." he hesitates, "sometimes I still feel that other version of me. Sometimes I get so angry, Roza. Like- like I could kill someone, something." He jerks away from me, running his fingers through his hair.
"But you don't."
He turns on me, almost yelling. "Of course not! I would never, not after everything. I'll never be that monster again."
"And that's why. That's why I want you. Why I've always wanted you. Because no matter how hard things get, you fight to be stronger than them. Because I need you to hold me when I have nightmares. Because I need someone to laugh with and make fun of and argue with. Because I need you. Or... because I'm better with you."
"How can you look at me like that when you know what I've done?"
I lace my fingers behind his neck. "I'm in love with you, Dimitri Belikov. Don't you dare try to stop me."
"I killed a girl. She looked a bit like you. She had a baby in her arms, but I ripped out her throat. Just because." He chokes over the words, forcing them from his mouth.
"Stop." I pull him down to meet my eyes. "Stop doing that to yourself. You can't help what you did. You couldn't control yourself then. It wasn't you. And now you have to choose to move on, to forgive yourself for mistakes that you didn't consciously make."
"I don't know if I can."
I brush my fingers over his jaw. "Well, I have. And you know you can do anything I can."
"Except that time when we had a contest to see who could eat more donuts." A little light comes back into his eyes at the memory, and I burst out laughing.
"I forgot about that! You ate five and then threw them up!"
He rolls his eyes, "And you ate seven because you wanted more even after I lost."
"Hey, donuts are my main source of energy. And happiness. And life." I sigh dramatically.
"And here I was thinking I made you happy." He shakes his head, pulling those sad puppy eyes.
"You know you do." I reach up and press my mouth to his, tangling my fingers in his soft hair.
He pulls away after a moment. "Thank you, Roza."
I grin up at him, and he grins back. "Anytime, Comrade, though I think you owe me more ice cream after that."
A/N Thanks for reading guys! Let me know if you want more, or have any ideas you want me to write about!