Not Such a Bad Ass After All – Tissues

AN: Dear fellow readers, Thank you for enjoying Dimitri's last misadventure but sadly I will not continue you it since even I don't know which flavour ice cream likes. But don't let that discourage you because today Dimitri is getting one on one with a tissue box.

DEDICATED TO PEOPLE WHO LOVED WATCHING TITANIC.

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING

"I love you, Jack."

"Don't you do that, don't say your good-byes. Not yet, do you understand me?"

"I'm so cold."
"Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on and you're gonna make lots of babies, and you're gonna watch them grow. You're gonna die an old... an old lady warm in her bed, not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?"
"I can't feel my body".
"Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me... it brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful. You must do me this honour. Promise me you'll survive. That you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise."
"I promise."
"Never let go."
"I'll never let go, Jack. I'll never let go."

Dimitri sniffed quietly again. Why did he have to watch a damn Titanic with Rose? It was the saddest thing made by human kind and he was god damn crying.

Yes, he admitted that he was crying. It wasn't Dimitri's fault that it was so damn touching and all.

The couple was doomed!

Looking over at Rose, who was sitting next to him on the couch and staring at the TV screen, she seemed unaffected by this. Not a single teardrop on her dainty cheek.

The TV light shined on her face, giving the harsh lines under her eyes a softer look. She looked so adorable there on the couch, wearing his larger sweats that hanged on her petite figure. Even though she was adorable, she wasn't crying. Damn, he was turning into a marshmallow.

Sniffing again, he slowly reached for the tissue box that sat on the coffee table. Taking a few, Dimitri dabbed his eyes as he his sight began to blur. Sniffing again, he watched as the two characters clung onto the wall piece floating in the water.

Damn it, it was so touching.

Unable to help himself, he blew nose.

What he hoped would be a silent thing turned into a honk which caught Rose's attention.

It was the commercial break then when she stared at him.

He knew what he must look like in her eyes.

Sitting in the couch with only a pair of sweats pants and a white t-shirt on her must looked like a wreck. Now with the puffy eyes and the red nose to accompany it.

Damn.

"Oh, my little Dimitri is crying," Rose said in a mocking tone. A small smile played along her lips as he stared at him.

Yes, he must be every amusing right now.

Feeling the blow on his ego, Dimitri turned around on the coach to give her his back. It was childish, he knew, but it hurt his male ego.

"I'm not crying," he muttered, hearing the crack in his voice. Great.

"Yes, you are," she answered back and Dimitri could feel the coach's weight lifting as Rose got off.

Turning around again as she walked over to face him, Dimitri hid his face behind his knees.

"Oh, come on," Rose laughed. "Admit, your crying."

Sniffing again, he shook his head.

"I'm not,"

"Are too,"

"Are not,"

"Are too,"

"Are not!" He shouted as he burst out of his knees and stared into Rose's amused eyes.

"Are too," she said softly as he fell back onto the coach with both his hands covering his face.

"It's not my fault that it's so touching," Dimitri explained defencelessly. "It's not my fault that they don't end together and he dies and she has to live her with only his memory to keep her warm at night."

"It's just that," the crack in his voice grew louder, "it's so unfair. I hate this movie."

He was sobbing know, tears rushing down his cheek. Sitting up, he made a grab for the tissue box but Rose's hand caught his before he touched the box.

Expecting to see amused eyes, what he saw was soft eyes looking down on him. Taking the box herself, she sat up next to him and started to wipe the tears off his face.

"There all better," she said looking at him, smiling.

Dimitri sniffed again, which only made her laugh the sultry laugh of hers.

"Come on," Rose encouraged as the stood up and turned the TV off then picking up his hand which lay on his lap.

Standing up with her, Dimitri stared at her in confusion and she half dragged them down to the hallway where their bedroom lied.

As if sensing his confusion, Rose turned around, walking with her face towards him and her back towards the door.

"Since my poor little Dimitwri cwying, let Rose kissy your boo boo, okay?" And with that she dragged him into the bedroom and shut the door right behind him.

On second thought, he rather liked this movie.

AN: this was inspired by my bff DXR who cried watching Titanic. It is a sad movie and it is unfair that he died in the end. Even I know this and I watched it at the age of 7. Oh please go one my first crossover. It's called Dimitri. Hope you guys like it.

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