Genre: Romance and Hurt/Comfort.
Rating: T (metions SEX.)
Pairing: Yuan/Colette. Cuz I can.
Once again, only slightly odd pairing. But I figure, if Colette can be paired with Kratos, why not Yuan? Enjoy!
"Yuan...Yuan, I'm not sure-"
"Silence, woman." Yuan ordered, ignoring the pleas of the female beneath him. "I didn't ask to hear your mindless drivel."
For some reason, Yuan liked to insult Colette. It made her either blush, squirm or flinch, but she never argued or protested. She was so submissive, it was almost too simple, the relationship between them. If you could call it that. But just occasionally, the ex-Chosen displayed rare moments of a stubborn streak that intrigued the blue-haired Seraph.
"Yuan..."
"...What?" Yuan replied his voice a dull hum. He had been lost in thought, cool green eyes staring into nothing.
"Do you think that the world will finally be in peace, now?" Colette asked him, anxiety written on her round face. "Now that the world's don't have to vie for the supply of mana."
Yuan did not tell Colette the truth. He might feel no remorse about insulting her, teasing her, even occasionally being too rough with her during sex.
But telling her that, no, the problems the world had will not simply vanish over night, that none of them have any idea what they're meddling with...it would crush her. He knows that.
Running a hand almost absently along Colette's calf and resting it on her knee, Yuan fixed her with a silent gaze.
"I thought I told you to be quiet." he said, but there is no real vice or sarcasm in his words, and Colette knows it. Yuan doesn't often speak so flatly, with no subtle meanings, and that's his way of protecting her.
She obeyed him, bowing her head in an exaggerated show of subservience. Yuan, while she doesn't see it, smiles softly, before pushing the blonde back down beneath the sheets, and allowing them both to slide into a white oblivion, which only the two of them really know.