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This is a scene from a Netflix show called Young Royals (I'm obsessed with this)

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Prom Night

The hero laid on the roof, watching the stars. They didn’t jump when a voice asked, “Mind if I join you?”

Lazily, one hand motioned towards the otherwise empty rooftop. “Be my guest, Villain.”

It was easy for the world to forget they were teenagers. They hadn’t asked for powers, or responsibility. One was shoved in a costume and pushed towards good, the other tripped into bad luck and fought for bad. The world demanded they grew up, so without much choice, they did.

“Isn’t there a prom happening at like, most high schools tonight?” The villain asked, laying next to the hero.

“Patrolling.” The hero mumbled. “Does your school not have a prom or something?”

The villain smirked. “No, we do. It was just boring.”

The hero turned their head, squinting at the villain. “Liar.”

The villain frowned, looking over to the hero. “I’m not lying!”

With a halfway laugh, the hero sat up. “You raise your voice when you lie.”

The villain sat up to meet the hero’s gaze. “They teach you that in hero training?” They teased. “Or have you just been watching me?”

The hero scoffed, lying back down. “Oh, please. You think you’re the person I want to watch in my limited free time?”

Eyes wide, the villain mimicked the hero again, lying back down. “So you watch someone in your free time?”

“What? No! Don’t twist my words around, nerd.”

This time, the villain did a halfway laugh. “I get better grades than you, I know, but to insult me by using my intelligence? That’s low, hero.”

They remained in silence, listening to the sounds of a city full of night life. Plenty of car horns, occasional streams of music, someone shouting obscenities once or twice.

“Why aren’t you at prom?” The hero asked after rolling on their side to stare at the villain.

It took a minute for the villain to reply. “Why aren’t you actually patrolling?” They didn’t turn to look at the hero.

“Let me wallow in self pity. Besides, I have you to tell me if there are any crimes tonight.”

With a snort, the villain let their eyes wander to the hero. “What, like the grown ones trust me with some itenerary of villainy. Imagine that. ‘At 3:30 tomorrow we’ll be sticking all the kittens in a tree.’”

A genuine laugh from the hero made the villain smile.

“You still didn’t answer my question.” The hero pointed out through subsiding giggles.

One moment, two, three, then four. The villain finally rolled, face to face with the hero.

“Truthfully? I was absolutely certain the person I like would be at a different prom.”

“You said ‘was’.” The hero noted with a cocked eyebrow. “You aren’t certain they’re there now?”

“Now who’s twisting words around?” The villain grinned, a toothy smile.

“Ha, ha, ha. You’re so funny I could die of laughter.”

“Really?” The villain asked in fake shock. “Based on our previous talks, I alway thought pre-cal would be the death of you.”

“This isn’t about me, though.” The hero countered, ignoring the villain’s taunt. “Go to prom. You’ll enjoy it, partner or no partner.”

The villain’s eyebrows furrowed. “Are you really that dumb?”

A hand flew to the hero’s heart, an attempt to look hurt. “I don’t know, you tell me, you make the better grades.”

“You-” the villain started, their heart beating furiously. “This is harder than I thought, I’m supposed to be cool.”

“You can talk to me.” The hero reassure, reaching for the villain’s hand.

On a rooftop a hero and a villain stayed, laying hand in hand.

“I like you.” The villain admitted. “If you can’t go to prom, then we’ll do prom right here.” With more confidence, the villain squeezed the hero’s hand.

At first, there was shock, shock that gradually morphed into a smile.

“That took you forever.” The hero said, still beaming. Gently, they stood, raising the villain with them.

“May I have this dance, hero?”

“Only if I get to lead, villain.”

On a rooftop, two teenagers danced during prom night.

YESSSSS PLS

so you know how the typical thing a kidnapped person says to their captor is “what are you going to do with me?”. how about instead they just go “i don’t care what you do to me,” and the captor is so surprised and lowkey concerned for the captured person’s wellbeing that they just sit down next to them and go “you okay?”

four letters

Tick. Tock.

Tick. Tock.

I don't think I've ever noticed the hands of my wall clock this much in my entire life. I open my eyes and see them on the wall, and when I close my eyes they're strangling my neck.

I've been kidnapped by Time, kept within its infinite loops, a captive with no voice— except for these words.

"I'd even love to be kidnapped by villain, anything to get me out of Time's hands—

Hero hears a sound that sounds like a woodpecker pecking into a tree's bark. She whips her head around to find villain’s face wedged on the glass, a lopsided grin smashed to the window. Hero jumps off her bed and is there beside the window in a second, her hands trembling as she tries to unlock the window and laugh at the same time.

Villain jumps into hero’s arms as soon as she opens the window, a visible pout on their face now as hero starts to laugh out loud, the full-blown-kind-of-laughter. But again, villain had always had a thing for hero’s laughter. And in a moment, their heart is a circus and their mind a record player, playing hero's voice on loop. They can't even stay mad at her when she does this.

Hero takes her sweet time and finally looks up at villain, the height difference hitting all the good spots for hero at the moment. It's during the morning, when she's trying to grab that silly cereal box from the top shelf, standing on tip toes and still unable to reach it, until villain finally comes to the rescue and picks it up for her.

"Heyy~" she cooes and villain's heart begs for a break.

"Hi my darling. I hope you've enjoyed your full plate of laughter at my plight."

Hero thinks back to villain's face smashed on the window and a small smile finds its way back to her lips again, like how a wave always finds its way back to the shore. Villain watches the scene— a mere captive in a moment of time.

"I'm sorry," hero’s guilty half speaks out. This transition— it always catches villain off-guard. Everytime.

Villain pulls themselves closer to hero— if that's even possible, their hands on either side of hero’s cheek. Hero’s eyes dart around, as if she knows what's coming and she's looking at everything else but villain's eyes.

Villain wants to change that. And what better way than to coax hero into it?

Their hands slowly move up into hero’s hair, playing with her locks and gently scratching her scalp. Hero relaxes into their arms— the reaction almost instant that it makes villain suck in a shaky breath. They've never felt so powerful even in a battle field, even when their veins burn with power. But villain knows this is another kind of power all together— something they've read about many times in the books that hero loves stocking up in her bookshelves. They read about it when hero’s fast asleep in their arms, their steady heart grounding them to reality. It has always been something that they never knew how to feel.

Perhaps I'm feeling it now, villain thinks. It definitely felt like what was printed on those pages. They at least hoped so.

With hero, its always friendly and then before villain even realises it, they're falling. Into intimacy. Into a revolution that pulls them apart from the inside.

Feelings. Emotions. And then that 'something' that they read in those books.

All of them start to assemble underneath their skin; like an army ready for war.

But that's when villain meets hero’s eyes and she's looking at them, honest. Vulnerable. Not running away.

Seems like the coaxing worked while I was having an internal crisis. How long has she even been looking at me?!

But hero’s not bothered, her entire being invested in maintaining that eye contact.

Villain clears their head and looks once again. In her eyes, they see little things, and they all add up, one by one, culminating together to form that one four letter word, that special something.

"It's alright Love," a trick, one that villain decided to steal from a book right then. They wanted to test it, to see how that four letter word felt rolling off their tongue.

They watch again, caught in a trance as hero’s eyes become wide, surprise and happiness and many other feelings filling them up in a matter of seconds that villain can't keep up. So they just stare, bewildered.

And then hero laughs and the magic is over, like Cinderella at midnight.

"Why in the world do you look so surprised?!" Hero jabs a finger at their chest, trying to pout but failing immensely.

Laughter pulls itself out of villain’s lips, and they think that this is just fine. This is their twist, their 'something'. Their own four letters that they're going to build up together.

Hello everyone!! Hope you all remember me xd I'm sorry for disappearing off the face of the earth for a while, I had to move for uni and I'm learning to live alone for the first time so it's been quite a ride. I've missed writing dearly and this dear community of you all, so just wanted to thank you for being patient and for the support ^^ Hope you enjoyed this :)

Falling for stairs

Hero let out a startled squeal, fairly loud as they felt their body swaying and legs losing every possible understanding they had of the ground . They felt like they were in math class all over again, where their head alone had an affair with gravity and that was fine because the desk was always there to catch them. Now, Hero wasn't so sure if they liked their connection with gravity at all.

They shut their eyes close tight, so tight that it kind of hurt as they waited for the painful impact.

They felt a touch on their arm not even a second later- soft at first and then firm afterwards, grabbing onto them and yanking them towards whatever it was. They then crashed into something solid and warm?! That was enough of an overload of sensory nerves that made Hero blink their eyes open almost immediately.

They were met with a tantalizing smirk, the same one that would follow them around in their dreams every night.

"You'd never have enough lives if you keep tripping over stairs Hero ."

Hero scoffed, trying to pull away and steady themselves from the warmth that was Villain.

"You're there to catch me anyways, so I know I'll be fine."

Now it was Villain's turn to scoff. "If you think that this is going to happen everytime then you're gravely mistaken. God knows how many times you fall for stairs everyday, if they were a person, you would at least have a lover by now."

Hero finally found it in themselves to whisk their wrist out of Villain's hand, walking back towards whatever class that they had next, a pout playing on their face. "Suit yourself."

After Hero's figure disappeared around the corridor, shy chuckles escaped Villain's lips. Oh how fun it was to rile up Hero and watch them dance.

-

Villain was making their way towards their Geography class when they heard that infuriating squeal all over again. They sighed, body moving before their mind could even think- how many times did this happen already today?! For the first time in their life, Villain found themselves regretting ever having super hearing because they couldn't ignore Hero, even if they wanted to- it's like their brain was subconsciously looking out for that stupid squeal no matter what Villain did, and the moment they heard that squeal, they dropped everything and rushed towards it. Pathetic.

But they couldn't stop. The horrifying image of Hero's head bleeding after it hit the sharp edges of the stairs would make them go everytime and they just couldn't understand why.

Judging from the proximity of the sound, Hero was somewhere right below them. Villain peeked to the side of the stairs just in time to see Hero already toppling over, their body so close to connecting with the jagged edges. Shit!! I won't make it if I run down the stairs. I have to jump.

Villain did just that, landing right in front of Hero, somehow managing to catch them and not topple down themselves. It was a miracle.

Hero was wedged into their chest again, chucking this time. Huh, now that's new.

"I thought you wouldn't come because you somehow knew."

Villain stared at them, head cocked to the side, a quizzical expression on their face, "knew what?"

"Knew that I fell on purpose this time."

Villain almost pushed Hero down the stairs themselves after that.

Almost.

Dancing, nicknames, and us

"Hey, shall I call you starlight now and then?"

Hero asks casually like they're asking their lover what's for dinner, not even batting an eyelash at the cheesiness.

But their lover seems to do enough of that for them, and hero watches as villain’s nose scrunches up adorably at that statement, the moonlight from the tiny window overlooking the busy streets illuminating their face just right.

"Um, I don't know, but that sounds way too cheesy." Villain says politely, not wanting to sound rude or anything.

Hero laughs like they've heard the funniest joke, eyes shut and head bobbing slightly, so they miss the way villain’s entire face lights up at the sound of their laughter, maybe even brighter than the moon for that one moment.

"Hmm yeah, you're right. Part of me thought that as well. " Hero says easily, snaking their arm around villain’s neck to bring them closer. They're dancing to some old record that's always there in villain’s apartment, a familiar tune. Villain doesn't even bother to resist, moving their hand from where it rested on hero’s shoulder around their hip, to pull them closer.

Hero chuckles at that and the words fall out from villain’s lips before they can stop them-

"Do that again."

Hero quirks their head shyly, as if thinking.

"Do what?"

"Laugh."

And hero does just that, not because they're trained to laugh on command or anything, they're no actor- it's just who they are. Hero always had a habit of laughing at almost anything, even if it's not even that funny and it's one of the things villain loves about their lover so much- their laughter.

Hero gasps a little, all that laughing making them tremble in villain's arms. The tempo of their dance is all off but the couple doesn't care one bit as they hold each other in the comfort of the darkness, a pair of matching smiles on their faces- hero’s is bright and shy, and villain’s is raw but sweet all the same, just like their personalities; they're opposites one second and the same person the next. There's no middle ground.

Hero looks up at villain’s face after their little laughing spree with so much love in their eyes, their face and their whole body, the way hero’s fingers gently brush villain’s cheek and they move just a little bit more closer, as if even the tiniest molecule of space somehow doesn't sit well with them and villain swoons with this bubbly and warm feeling in their chest-

"I love you."

They don't know who said it, and that really doesn't matter. All that matters is that they both said it.

Villain wants to run and hide away but they have nowhere to go, their heart pinning them in place. Defeated, they bend down and rest their forehead on hero’s shoulders and they can immediately feel a hand, hero’s hand, caressing their head. Villain just smiles into hero’s sweater.

"Just what are you doing to me?" Villain whines.

"Hmm?" Hero hums, trying to move in circles with villain leaning on them.

"I never knew I could be this cheesy." , Villain lazily mumbles and hero chuckles again.

Villain feels their cheeks heating up at the sound and they can't decide whether to be embarrassed or just drown in it.

"Well if it makes you feel better," Hero begins, "my heart goes crazy when you do cute things too."

Villain peeks up their head a little to catch a glimpse of hero’s face, the soft smile on their lips makes them weak. Hero was just too powerful.

"Let's just... dance." Villain manages with a shuddering breath, afraid that they'll melt into some cheesy goo if they keep this talk up any longer.

"Anything you want baby." Hero says in that cute voice like it's the most natural thing in the world.

Villain groans, smiling and looks like the happiest person on the planet.

casually caring for someone - a prompt list

this can be for anyone - your crush, s/o, close friends. i hope you'll have fun with this!

A messaging B to wear layers first thing in the morning because they know that B never checks their weather forecast (and A obsessively checks it every day).

A and B have a study session together where B is already done with most of their work, but A is still looking all focused at their laptop, so B just pretends like they have more work to do while keeping an eye on A, in case A needs anything to be more comfortable.

Knowing that the other prefers hot/cold water and making sure to fill that in another bottle and giving it to them while you fill your own bottle.

You're having a picnic with your friends and you're in charge of buying the drinks, so you're at a grocery shop, scanning the aisles and you find a bottle of so-so that you know A really likes, so you pick it up for them, along with other general drinks for everyone else.

A and B go out to eat with their friends, and when they are leaving the restaurant, B forgets their jacket—deep in conversation with another friend. A picks it up for them, just as B turns back, searching for their jacket. "here you go" "thank you so much! i was just going to go and look for it"

A eats slowly and B knows that but they don't mind at all. B just finishes eating first and engages A by talking to them about something until A finishes eating their food.

B is scared of dogs so the moment they see a dog approaching them, they pull A in front of them like a shield. A just lets B do whatever they want because they're too busy cooing at the dog.

A invites B out to spend the day together because they've been a little worried about them recently. B hesitantly agrees, and by the end of the day, B ends up having so much fun that they both end up going home pretty late.

B is waiting for the bus to arrive so texts A in the mean time so as not to feel bored. "this street lamp looks so yellow!" A genuinely enjoys their randomness, so they of course indulge in it. "oh yeah? what kind of yellow?"

A knowing that B has a very low tolerance to the cold and asking them to go inside and not to wait with them for the bus to arrive. "please go in! you're going to catch a cold!" "it's okay, the app says it's just a few more minutes away."

(this is my first time trying to write prompts like these so i hope they're good! please tag me if you decide to use them :) )

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