Title: the promise of heaven
Fandom: Rise of the Guardians
Characters: Bunny, Tooth and mentions of the other Guardians
Genre: General/Romance
Warnings: Author is not a fluent english speaker. Short drabble is short.

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"Never regret thy fall, / O Icarus of the fearless flight / For the greatest tragedy of them all / Is never to feel the burning light." — Oscar Wilde

Somehow, she is like the sun.

He has seen her twice - maybe three times at best - before. He remembers seeing her in flight, iridescent wings reflecting light and transforming it into a myriad of colors; several hues of reds, greens and blues appearing and disappearing on the thin air like magic. A wonderful magical trick, there is no doubt regarding that, and she was the only one that could perform it. The hungry artist that resided inside of him always made his body and neck move and follow her at the corner of his eyes while he hid the eggs the night before Easter Sunday.

It was more out of habit than anything else; to observe beautiful things he could not comprehend.

He tried to memorize all the interesting details about that unknown fairy, the colors of her feathers, the disarray of patterns they formed on her body and the way green suddenly changed to purple. Her hands and feet were so very small, dandy almost, and he wondered if she really could perform her work – whatever it was – with them. She seemed so easy to break, like the stems of the dandelions that grow in the Warren, delicate and so effortlessly surrendering to the wind. The fairy – whose name he still has to learn – was quite an exquisite being and, that intrigued him even more so.

It was quite a surprise, when years later they became Guardians and finally met per see.

Toothiana was a good friend; of that he was sure. Certainly different, with all her perky ways and small obsessions, but still a good friend. She guarded memories with a passionate zeal and treated her tiny helpers as if they were her own children – and no one can deny they were truly – and there was something else entirely about her, something he couldn't bring himself to touch. Not yet. He was too afraid to do so.

There were times when she visited him on his home and organized his paints by hue, from darkest to lightest or from green to red and when she wasn't satisfied the fairy would start all over again, he would brew some tea and try to convince her that that way was fine. So methodical and perfectionist she could almost compete with him. Tooth was sweet, like the fresh honey dripping from its comb, even if she always said she didn't really liked sweets and promptly refused to taste his newest creations of chocolate and candy. He never really took offense by that, their fields of work never straining their friendship.

And he would always observe her, out of the corner of his eye or directly when they spoke. It took him some time to realize why.

She is light and she is the sun and she gleams so bright he is afraid he will end up blind, with darkness all around him and far away from her light. He can't help staring, can't help the urge he has to be bathed by her brilliance and it is scary, his self-preservation instincts scream at him for doing so. When you are kept in a dark place for too long you need the sun, you embrace it like a condemned would to salvation. He has been in the dark for far too long – and he prefers to not dwell much in the past, the screams of his family haunting him at night -, maybe that's why he is so attracted to her shine. A bit of warmth wouldn't harm anyone and, he wished he could absorb a bit of it, of her cheerfulness.

But he wonders sometimes. If she is the sun than maybe he is Icarus, flying bold and fearless around her.

He wonders how long it will take for him to fall.

(Maybe he has already)

Author's Notes: And yet again I come with another set of seven drabbles for a shipping week on tumblr. Don't worry, I'll finish the rainbow snowcone one soon enough and I will finish this one too. I don't like abandoning works (and that's part of the reason I don't usually make multi chaptered stories).

I wonder if I'm doing okay with characterization...? Also, sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes, as per usual.

Please tell m what you think! Criticism is always welcome :)