Frenzy

Title: Years

Song: Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran

Maleficent doesn't know this, but oftentimes the first thing Diaval does every morning is stare at Maleficent's sleeping form. Sometimes he indulges himself and touches his fingers lightly to her cheek but he's found out that this would more often than not wake her up. Therefore, for the most part, he just takes the time to study her face. He marvels at the peace he sees in there, so different from the days of old when even sleep does not provide Maleficent the solace she needs. But now she looks so content and he's just so happy because if anybody deserves this, it's her.

He also likes the freedom he has to observe her beauty, still so evident even in unconsciousness. The years have not diminished her beauty in the slightest. If anything, the years have only enhanced her grace and elegance. He wonders how this could be so, especially since he thinks the years haven't been as kind to him. His vanity could not make up for the fact that times passing by had left their marks on his visage, and he's afraid Maleficent would find this unappealing.

But these worries would be gone as soon as she wakes up because the first thing she does when she opens her eyes is look up at him and smile like she can't believe he's still here, after all this time. Whenever she does this he often wants to shake his head because of course he's still here. Where else would he want to be? And just like her beauty that only grows better through the years, so does his love for her only become stronger over time.

A/N: Expect more Ed Sheeran because the man is my main muse. Although I'll try writing to your suggestions. Hopefully something less drabble-ish than this. Cheers!