You Were Known Around Campus As The Nature Freak, A Term You Found A Great Deal Of Amusement In. Nature

and they went to prom

Maki Naro @ The Nib

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It was a very special thing to bond with a dragon. Whilst bonding with a dragon provided benefits for both parties, it was still a very rare thing. Dragons were powerful, and by the time they were ready and willing to bond, considerably older than humans. They also had to be a lot more picky with their chosen bonded, than any human did.

Whilst a strong bond with their dragon would extend a humans life considerably, the stronger the bond, the longer their life, the dragons still have to face the possibility of their bonded growing old and dying. Since bonding with another is an incredibly emotionally vulnerable experience for both dragon and human, many dragons are wary about their choices as they get older, not willing to face such heartbreak again. 

Most children go through life boasting about what kind of dragon they think they will bond with, some claiming their strength will ensure them the best dragon, others claiming their wit or looks. For you, it had never been so clear. 

You just like any other child, would constantly daydream about bonding with a dragon and the knowledge and adventures you could share together, preferably away from this horrid town. However, other kids, and even adults, were always keen to remind you how impossible that dream would be.

“Their deaf! What use would a dragon have for them?” You remember seeing one teacher say to another.

It was true, you hadn’t heard a single sound your entire life. Sometimes, it did upset you, but you had long since learned to love what you did have. Mainly, your sight. The world was so beautiful, and without all the chatter to distract you, you were free to admire it as you wished. You could spend hours drawing the flowers and enjoying the swirling sea and shimmering stars. Perhaps it is that which had driven you to becoming a photographer and artist.

Still, when the day came that those your age were finally allowed to try to bond with a dragon, you found yourself joining them. You knew the chances were low, and could see the looks you were getting from those who knew of your disability. Despite this, you wanted to try, at least then you would know for sure.

You waited for the rush to finish, before slowly making your way onto the grounds. Dragons and humans alike stood preening and attempting to gain attention, eager to find the best possible bonded, in hopes of a strong bond. Not feeling the need to rush, you walked calmly amongst the magnificent creatures, slowly wandering deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, something made you pause. With an air of curiosity, you took a few steps back and peered at the impressive dragon before you. It was a massive thing, strong and tough, baring the scars of many a battle, and obviously quite an ancient creature. It was beautiful and you could feel the power rolling off of it in waves, which is why you were confused to see no one walking its way.

It wasn’t until you drew closer, that you realised why. 

Over its eyes where deep ragged scars, long since healed but having well and truly done their harm. As you stepped even closer, you watched as the dragons eyes slid open, baring to you oceans of milky white, confirming your suspicions. They were blind, and had been for quite some time.

Thinking of never being able to see the world as you did, caused your heart to clench and unthinkingly you moved closer. The powerful beast was obviously still highly aware, as it easily followed your progress with its head, slowly lowering it to meet you as you drew close.

For a moment, the two of you simply remained still, taking in each others presence in your own unique ways. Something about this moment was special to you, and you found yourself unwilling to break it, knowing you would carry this moment with you till your final days. With an empathetic pang in your heart, you reached out, smiling as the massive beast pressed its giant nose against your tiny palm. 

And with that, Everything Changed. 

“You’re….. touching me” 

His breathless voice finally cut through your panic, making you freeze and properly take in your actions as you tried to calm your racing heart and mind. Sure enough, your bare hands were gently cupping his face as you stared down at him, his own wide eyes staring back up at you. With a gasp of shock and horror, you quickly ripped them away, stepping back.

The two of you had been friends for years now, having met in a bizarre little antique shop one day, when you had unthinkingly spewed some useless facts at him. Unlike others, he had been delighted, and the two of you had hit it off ridiculously fast, hurling bizarre and creepy facts and jokes at each other with a childish glee. It had been the beginning of a beautifully strong friendship, one that had only gotten stronger over time.

Which is why you knew you had no excuse.

From day one it had been clear that he was extremely averse to touch, keeping himself covered almost head to toe, no matter the weather, and shying away from any possible contact. Over the years, you had come to accept that it was just part of who he was. 

Despite the fact that you were a very tactile and affectionate person, you never tried to push for more, even stepping up to defend him when others tried to brush past his boundaries, something he found endlessly amusing and endearing, much to your embarrassment. It had been a learning curve, given your nature, but you had learnt eventually, doing your best to make sure he didn’t have to go reminding you to keep your distance all the time. It wasn’t your place to force him to change, that wasn’t what friends did.

When you had seen him fall though, your heart had almost stopped beating. You had been almost beside yourself as you raced down to meet him, just as he managed to drag himself up onto the river bank. There was no logical way he could have survived such a fall, and yet there he was, looking completely unharmed. Your panicked mind was having difficulty comprehending it.

Unthinkingly, you had reached out, searching him desperately for wounds, oblivious to his harsh flinch and then the slack expression of awe that eventually followed. Devastated that you had breached his trust after so long, you began apologising rapidly, even more tears falling as you pulled away. You knew there was no excuse for your fuck up, not after having known him for so long.

Before you could move far, his hands shot out, latching onto your wrists tightly. The action made you freeze and fall silent, staring down at his large hands in shock. 

Slowly, he pulled you closer, still kneeling on the river back, clothes and hair soaked as he stared at you in wide eyed wonder. With careful motions, he pulled off one of his thick leather gloves, hesitating for a moment, before brushing his cold skin against yours. 

You watched in silence as his whole body shuddered, feeling your panic begin to bloom again as his eyes welled up with tears.

“You can touch me…”  He whispered breathlessly again.

Confused, you simply watched him in silence, heart aching as you saw him shake at the simple touch. Carefully, he pulled your hand back to his face, hesitating before all but nuzzling into it.

“You can touch me!” 

Your attempt to reply was cut off as his awe filled words dissolved into an almost hysterical giggle. Deciding to stay silent for now, you slowly knelt before him, carefully pulling him into your arms. Instantly, he all but melted into your embrace, clutching at you desperately as he let out a mix between a laugh and a sob, his entire body shaking like a leaf. 

Pushing aside your confusion, you simply held him, soothingly rubbing his back as he kept murmuring deliriously into your neck, seeming almost starved for your touch now that he had felt it. There were lots of questions that you wanted to ask, but now was not the time. For now, you simply held him as you both cried, knowing that somehow he was going to be alright. 

And that was more than enough for you.

A Gremlin™ appears

デルタルーン面白すぎたので鬼久しぶりに投稿です

The space between the tides [CTC]

Shinsou: i don’t have any ‘friends’

Midoriya: hmm, bold words from someone who’s in hugging range