A life of pleasures has never been it for me, I am a Rose knight, I slay monsters by casting rose blades and protect myself with rose shields. Although magical, a rose has it's thorns.
People have fawned over me in the past, asked me out counting on their good looks and wealth, I am a guy that doesn't want one night stands, to have a body count that matters to none but now is openly paraded like a scoreboard.
I mope over the horizon letting my emotions free so they stop overwhelming me. Besides me a woman sits down and grabs my hand, " you want a fuck to feel better?" she says, I look at her, she's a Pyrow, a succubus demon. I sigh and roll my eyes.
"I don't want to fuck, I just... I just want people to listen, to not judge a book by it's cover, people would treat me differently if I was ugly" I say, excepting her to get bored and leave or to say something sexual, instead she lays her head on my shoulder, "looks do matter, it's a big part of human society, people do look inside of the people they mostly interact with, but it becomes a burden to do that with everyone, people like you not just because of your looks, but your actions" she says as she blushes and giggles.
"I don't do anything that others can't, I am not special, I am a knight and I do my best" I say still with tears on my eyes, " not everyone is a knight, and you don't need to be special for most, you are already for those that matter. You are you, there's no other one like that" she says hugging me.
"You are just saying those things..." I say before she raises her head and puts it in front of mine as our noses touch, "...so I can be with you? You remember the first time you ever protected anyone? Still a kid you stopped a group of weresheep to eviscerate a small demon, you grabbed a rose and it turned to a sword " she says.
"I was that demon..." she gets her face closer to mine, "... And I always have seen you growing strong since that day" she says as she kisses me, unbeknownst to me my arms wrapped around her. Tightening our hug, this felt different from a mere kiss...
" I have been waiting for this for so long" she says, breaking the kiss to give me a tight warm hug, "Would you be mad if I say I been stalking you for a while?" she says, I pull out my phone and give her my number, "everyone has, everyone sees me as a trophy, a mere object to serve them and be owned, ' what great guy you are, want to go out with my daughter?' or ' I love your roses, can you thrust one on me tonight, after dinner if you want'. I am tired of that, I don't just fight because I want to protect them, or to save them" I say.
"why do you do it then?" she asks as she pulls my head into her chest, I giggle as the pink hoodie surrounds me, " I like your pillows" I say with a giggle as she chuckles, " I like the rush I get when I am in a fight, feeling the magic surround me to cast a sword or another needed tool, I love to defeat and the pure adrenaline of inflicting pain on someone, but also from feeling it and learning from it" I say.
"You little freak" she says with a blush before we both laugh looking at each other, "Thanks" I say, she looks at me surprised as I smile at her, " for what?" she says with an extremely deep blush and shy gaze. "For listening me, and caring about me, maybe we could grab some drinks sometime?" I say rubbing her cheek with my hand while looking her in the eyes before kissing her.
Daisy and I started dating from then on...
