Eh, this was a fic I wrote for a contest on FEF. Someone dared me to turn the prompt "Hector beats face" into yaoi, and...well, I did.
Pairings: HectorxEliwood, EliwoodxNinian, implied onesided FlorinaxHector, and implied onesided LynxFlorina.
Yes, I know, HectorxEliwood yaoi. I should be shot, but please read the fic before you do.
Disclaimer: I do not own FE.
I hate love.
No, seriously, I do. It's why I'm here right now, beating my face into a wall. I've never understood love and how it snares you, but it has me, and I hate it. No, not because I'm some mule-headed macho man that vowed I would never be in love; it's because I can't have him, and he can't have me.
Yes, I said him. I, Hector of Ostia, have fallen in love with a guy. Not just any guy, though. He's kind, sweet, caring, and so fucking sexy. Red hair, blue eyes, and soft, sweet skin. I never thought I'd find my best friend hot, but, I do, strangely enough. Very, very hot. Hah, I know, I've turned into some blithering sap. And I can't have him, even though he wants me, and he has one hell of a kiss. One that makes your knees weak and your heart pound and your head all dizzy. Anyway, I can't have him, because we're both heirs to our fathers' titles, and as he said, "It would be beyond inappropriate, Hector."
BLAST, I HATE THIS!
If only we could run away, and go somewhere where all the people haven't heard of us, then I could have him all to myself, and hold his delicate body forever.
But, today is my wedding day, and I am marrying that little pegasus knight, Florina. I knew Lyn loved her, but she doesn't get to have her, if only because she gets to leave Caelin and do what she wants. Lyn may be a better fighter than me now, but I won't let her be happier than me. That bitch doesn't get that. Little Florina is devoted to me, and clings to me and tells me and tells me I'm so wonderful. Almost makes me feel bad for marrying her, but it's my duty to give Ostia another heir, and she's better than most girls around here.
That is why I am beating my face into a wall. For my lost happiness, and for my love, and also for the little girl I'm lying to.
I hate this love shit.
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