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spacedustpan · 1 month

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I've spent all day imagining an au with Shizutan and Kuwahi to Shooting Star by the Bag Raiders.

I have a comic and an amv in my head.

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General context for headcanon:

Most of it is on the Shizutan side if things and the most significant bits are pre-series.

The Shizutan is pretty fleshed out in my mind (as far as my typical headcanons go) and involves past family involvement with yakuza, spirit world sdf, demon world cartels, and the ever continuing theme of rivals you didn't know you were in love with dying unexpectedly young.

Sakyo is trans and has history with Shizuru and Botan in school and eventually the yakuza. Shizuru/Sakyo was definitely still a thing during the Dark Tournament and is Even More Tragic Now.

Botan and Shizuru and Sakyo were classmates and punks and were on a fast track for yakuza life especially since Shizurus father was already involved in the yakuza and (unknown to Botan and Sakyo) spirit and demon world affairs.

Botan's(former name Misora- Sora for short with loved ones) mom was similar to Yusuke's and Sakyo had a single father that had a penchant for beating him.

OK so here's the headcanon Background:

Shizuru and Sora/Botan were childhood friends via family yakuza connections often playing and babysitting Kazuma together but when Sakyo moves to the area from Tokyo in their last year of elementary school Shizuru develops a massive crush on him. Sora/Botan is, of course, upset because she loved Shizuru and was already in her life first. (What Shizuru didn't realize yet was that she loved Sora/Botan too. And she doesn't think Sora/Botan's feelings are genuine. She thinks Sora/Botan's affections and hurt are friendly/familial instead of romantic.)

As they go through middle school and their friendship deteriorates they start gangs of their own and Shizuru and Sora/Botan are always duking it out over some stupid bullshit argument. Sakyo seems detached but sees how much they actually love each other and can't find any reason to choose either over the other. They both have their good points.

Of the two of them only Shizuru seems interested in him but Sora/Botan gets very pretty in middleschool and uses that to her advantage to flirt with Sakyo purely to piss Shizuru off. Sakyo enjoys it of course because he likes both of them and Sora/Botan IS very pretty. They're both so very kind at heart and spend a lot of time with him which keeps him out of the house. He's always crashing at Shizuru's or Sora/Botan's.

There's a reason that Koenma thinks Kazuma would be a better Spirit Detective than Yusuke. He admires Mr. Kuwabara's work and depends on his intel. They've worked together for years since Mr. Kuwabara was a teen coming into his own psychic powers and their comraderie has only solidified since The Incident with Kazuma's mother.

One day the spirit world and demon world information dealing and undercover work Mr. Kuwabara is doing comes to a head in the worst possible way and a group if demons come after his family AGAIN.

When trying to kill the Kuwabaras via an attack on their home: Sora/Botan, who lives in the neighborhood, hears the explosion and sees the flames. She runs out of her apartment and does her best to run in and rescue the Kuwabara siblings. She makes way for them to escape the house fire but she can't get out herself. Caught by the collapsing second floor.

Shizuru and Kazuma can hear her dying pleas and her thinking of how much she loves Shizuru and how she doesn't regret dying to save her but that that does regret never telling her how she feels. Sora/Botan hopes that Shizuru can be happy with Sakyo even if he is a rat bastard. He'll always be a friend and Shizuru deserves to be loved like the moon and stars.

It's just so loud. The anguish and pain and anger slams through both of the Kuwabara siblings. It's deeply scarring for them both. Not to mention seeing her immediately as a ghost before they're both dragged off with their father by the SDF.

Separating them before they can interfere with the reaping that suddenly and unexpectedly needs to take place.

Kazuma's memory is wiped by his father and one of his associates but since Kazuma is so young and Mr. Kuwabara is also very deeply affected by the incident he accidentally wipes everything of Sora/Botan from Kazuma's memory.

Shizuru chooses not to have her memory wiped. She wants to remember Botan forever. Which is again very upsetting and traumatic for Mr. Kuwabara and Shizuru. They can't even grieve her loss with him. She was like a second daughter to Mr. Kuwabara and a sister to Kazuma. They can't really explain why they're so upset so they have to settle on the familiar pain of the loss of their mother which is ALSO related to spirit world and demon world dealings but Kazuma doesn't know the details behind his mother's death. Mr. Kuwabara and Shizuru had decided to keep Kazuma out of other worldly issues as much as they could after they lost Mrs. Kuwabara.

After Sora/Botan's death, Shizuru and Mr. Kuwabara shut in on themselves and cut themselves off from human connections abruptly. Shizuru drops out of school that year (first year of High School) and goes for a cosmetology license to move on with her life and make the extra cash needed since their dad is throwing himself into his work and staying away from home more often than he's around.

Sakyo is never given information about Spirit and Demon world and isn't aware of the Kuwabaras psychic powers. He's aware of their nightmares and their seeming clairvoyance but that's mysticism that's easily explained.

When Shizuru pulls back from Sakyo she's furious with herself for somehow convincing herself that Sora/Botan's affection and love for her was anything other than romantic and she regrets how her feelings for Sakyo hurt Botan. She of course doesn't SAY any of that to him and just sort of shatters their friendship with a fight and cuts him off cold despite how much she still loved him. She's really going through it and not coping well at all. Shizuru blames herself for Sora/Botan's death and the misery sge assumes Sora/Botan dealt with for the last 4 years that shes was alive.

Shizuru has gotta focus on taking care of Kazuma. She doesn't have time to waste on a crush that wasn't going anywhere and only hurt the most important person in her life.

Sakyo has essentially lost both of the only people he actually gave a shit about in the space of a week and he was already on track to join the yakuza anyway. He joins and throws himself into it to dull the pain and stay away from home, while funding his transition. He helps with various yakuza front work as opposed to street brawling which he was never fond of anyway. He's always been the man with a plan.

Sakyo eventually gets more involved in the inner workings of the organization and through a series of betrayls ends up at the top. Working with Demon cartels and making contacts with Tarukane and the Toguro siblings.

He wonders idly if there was something more to the Kuwabaras until he ends up getting information from a secondary contact of Mr. Kuwabara's that confirms they're all psychic and information brokers. He pieces together that the fire wasn't a normal house fire and starts to blame Mr. Kuwabara for Sora/Botan's death and Shizuru's misery. Nothing would have happened if he'd kept out of demon cartel affairs.

When Sora/Botan died, Koenma of course pulled every string he could to make her a reaper. They didn't have a plan for her and weren't expecting her but after Sensui there was no way to swing for Spirit Detective. It'd be better to bide his time and wait for Kazuma to grow into his powers. So Koenma did what he could, but for bullshit red tape reasons the opportunity to be a reaper came at the cost of Sora/Botan's memories.

Botan can't remember her life as a human before she became a reaper. She thinks that she's from a different time period. These are false memories implanted upon her agreement to training and reaper work. She also looks completely different color palette wise (blue hair based off of her human name and pink eyes based off of her favorite flower peonies which is what she's now named after) but has all the same features.

The day Shizuru walks into Kazuma's room and sees Botan standing there she nearly has a heart attack. She'd recognize Sora anywhere. She immediately gives them space. She's not even sure what excuse she uses. She just knows that she has to get away. As time goes on, it's clear that Botan doesn't recognize or remember her. She tells her dad about it and he catches her up on Sora's enlistment as a reaper, what she had to give up to achieve that, and how Koenma has been favoring her as an assistant.

Shizuru is of course eternally bitter about Koenma seeing as he's managed to bring so much misery upon them all whether he means to or not. But she can't help how grateful she feels to see Sora/Botan again even if Kazuma has managed to get tied up in Koenma's bullshit now.

She sees how much Kazuma loves Yusuke and sees what she had with Botan in the past and she can't help but be happy for him that he got everything she wanted. She wishes him the best and lets him follow his path no matter where it leads him. She can only hope that he makes good choices and that his team will have his back.

Kazuma is the last person Sakyo ever expected to see again, much less fighting demons with an energy sword. Kazuma doesn't recognize him of course. He was so little and after a "head injury" during the house fire as a kid he doesn't remember much from around that time. Plus Sakyo looks markedly different as a grown man. Similar enough if you knew him pre transition or knew what his father looked like, but Kazuma wouldn't have any frame of reference.

Sakyo is shocked but has Toguro go after Kazuma with an invitation for Yusuke to the Dark Tournament after a quick assessment of the situation at hand. He's always been great at observing and reading people after all. If Kazuma's invited to the Dark Tournament, then there's no way he won't see Shizuru again. Of course she'll be there. Kazuma is everything to her. So he waits. What he doesn't expect to see is a girl with blue hair and pink eyes that's the spitting image of Sora when she passed.

Then the events from the Dark Tournament play out largely unchanged. Sakyo dies at the end of it all. No matter how much they love each other they took different paths. There was no way to rejoin. It was always meant to end this way, but they got to see each other again if only for a brief moment in time.

The rest of the series also passes largely unchanged from cannon. Shizuru takes her time to heal and become comfortable with Botan as we know her now. Botan reminds Shizuru of what Sora was like when they were kids. Of what Sora might have been like had they never gotten involved in delinquent activity as teens. She's just as sweet and bubbly as she was beneath all the bravado. It's easy to find herself relaxing into a warm if slightly detached friendship. She tries to keep Botan at arm's length because she doesn't know if she can keep a handle on her feelings for her.

Also Genkai knew more about the Kuwabara family that she never let slip during the series for a Variety of reasons. She ultimately got what she wanted and needed out of the tournament that she ran -seeing Kazuma- but ended up training Yusuke because of course with Koenma's interference of giving Yusuke powers and awareness of demons the little shit won the damn thing. And he clearly cares about the Kuwabaras so why not? She's still dead though. (More an au of the manga timeline vs anime timeline.)

ANYWAY GETTING TO THE SONG PART NOW

As much as Koenma is a little shit, after everything that happened with Genkai and Toguro and Mrs. Kuwabara and Shizuru and Botan and Kazuma almost dying he has a whole fucking lot to make up for and he keeps trying to do his best to make it up to this family that keeps defying fate's plans and exceeding Spirit World's expectations. He has a huge soft spot for them.

So one day when she's scheduled to have her human form changed to more closely match with Kazuma and Kurama's current age range, he also returns Botan's memories to her (somehow through a loophole he and George have been working on hunting down for years) and of course the first thing she does is fly to Shizuru with a little radio like Kiki's delivery service playing a song only her and Shizuru (and Kazuma) would recognize. It's a spirit world radio and it's amplified while transmitting on a psychic frequncy specific to the Kuwabaras.

It's a familiar tune from a Sci-fi show they watched together as children while babysitting Kazuma. (I sorta envision it like Star Trek I assume someone had brought Star Trek to Japan by the 80s.)

Shizuru hears it, thinks it might be kazumas stereo but it sounds like its inside her mind. She extends her senses outside while she looks to the sky, and she senses that Botan is flying overhead.

Shizuru instantly knows that Sora/Botan remembers their past. She jumps out of bed, scrambles into boots, a jacket, and a helmet running out of the house, and hops on her motorcycle to fly after her as Sora/Botan flies through the skies above Sarayashiki. They're heading towards a place by some train tracks near the beach that they used to brawl at in middle school for their bigger fights. Shizuru's thinking the lyrics to herself a she rides. Botan has always been the shooting star that she couldn't quite catch up to. She'll be damned is she doesn't catch her this time.

(It's my AU so Shizuru gets a motorcycle 🏍 she'd be so cool riding one come on)

The Kuwahi is admittedly less detailed....

On his end, Hiei is using the Jagan to check that Kazuma is home and considering saying something to him.

When he establishes the connection he hears the song starting. It's one Kazuma shared with him as a favorite of his. One Kazuma had listened to since he was a child. Playing it on his stereo with the window open so Hiei could listen from the tree outside his window one warm summer evening.

Hiei thinks that might have been the first night that he started having feelings for Kazuma.

Kazuma's sentimental speeches have gotten to him somewhere along the way and he's developed his own sentimentality. He's developed a love of music. Listening outside Kazumas window to whatever he plays for him.

Hiei's grown an appreciation for so many things in life that he'd long let die by the wayside. Kazuma revived them. He only started putting the pieces together when he couldn't put down his anger at Yukina rejecting Kazuma for her one-sided love for Keiko (of course I worked that in here. If we're still doing ultimately doomed Yaoi then let's toss in some ultimately doomed Yuri while we're at it too y'all 🤷‍♀️.). It was bad enough that Kazuma had to hide his pain and resignation at The Detective's proposal to the girl, did his own sister have to fall for her and break Kazuma's heart too? Were Kazuma's declarations and patience and kindness not enough?

Before Hiei started the connection, Kazuma had been up thinking about his feelings for Hiei and how they'd been growing since he'd let go of Yukina. How close they've gotten as teammates and friends. How he's slowly grown to love him over the years but isn't sure what to do about it.

Kazuma feels a familiar psychic connection and starts to hear the music. He assumes that Hiei is the one sending it. That's new. Typically when Hiei contacts him via psychic connection it's an emergency message or communication of information over long distance during a mission.

Hiei sends a few short words telling Kazuma that he's deeply important to him and asking Kazuma to follow him. The emotions conveyed in the connection make it clear that its some form of love and longing and not just the comraderie they've always had. Kazuma looks out the window and sees Hiei fly off the roof ringed in moonlight against a backdrop of stars. He jumps out of bed, into some shoes, and is down and out of the door chasing after Hiei as he feels the distance grow in their connection. He ends up singing the lyrics in their connection while chasing Hiei across town and through the surrounding forest as his own half of this confession. Hiei has always been a shooting star to him. He just needs to catch up.

Both chase scenes are happening at the same time because universal timing I guess lmao. Also Kazuma and Shizuru didn't notice each other leaving because they were so caught up in the moment lmao. Shizuru got out the door last and didn't hear Kazuma running out because she was scrambling for her boots and jacket.

Kazuma also has a motor cycle for the record it just wouldn't make sense to ride it where he's chasing Hiei.

Idk what do you think Shizutan and Hieibara shippers do I have anything here?

I can't write so all I can do is give a rundown of scenes. 🤷‍♀️

If someone likes this and wants to write or draw this please by all means! 💖 I give this AU headcanon freely. I don't have the skill or talent to write or draw anything with it.

I just wanted to at least share it in case it made someone else happy to think on.

I think I'm calling this the Tragic Biker Shizutan AU since the Kuwahi is more of an afterthought.

#Afaik Genkai dies of old age at the end of the manga which is why Yukina moves in with the Kuwabaras in the final chapters and the OVA #And while I love Kuwakina and Shizukina I just couldn't get this out of my head today because it fit Kuwahi and Shizutan so well #shizutan #shizuru x botan #hieibara #Youtube #hiei x kuwabara #long post #yyh #headcanons and impressions #Shizutan Tragic Biker AU

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austinswhitewolf · 1 year

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Little Red Rodeo

A/N: So this one got away from me. I didn't plan on it being that long but yeah, this happened. This song inspired this fully and wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it up.

Paring: Austin Butler x You

You sighed softly as you touched the note on the table one last time. A tear slipped past your lashes as you turned and walked out the door. Stopping at the driver side door to your car you turn and give one last wistful look at the house you had spent the last 3 years of your life in. Turning, you ducked into the car and pulled out of the drive and headed to the highway.

You and Austin had been together for 4 years, the last three living together. You loved him with all your soul. Both of you had talked about getting married and where you wanted to go with your lives. At first both of you were wanting the same things, to settle down, get married and have a kid or two. But as the last year and a half passed, Austin's interests had seemed to slowly change. He stopped talking about the future and more often he talked about his group of friends and their bikes they all worked on.

A month or so ago you had brought up marriage and kids once again only to have him say you would talk about it soon. In that time you dropped small hints here and there, pictures from magazines you left out. You decided to give him that month and if nothing you knew something needed to happen. So here you were, your car packed full of your clothing, personal mementos and a few photos. The sleek ‘67 Chevy that you and Austin had restored when you were first together. You pulled into the bar your sister worked at and walked in. When she saw you she walked over with a smile. “Hey girl! How are you?” It only took her a moment to know something was bothering you. So she motioned to the other girl behind the bar that she was going to take a smoke break. Walking outside and both lighting a cigarette, you start to tell her what is going on and your decision. How hard it was, broken hearted with tears falling that you were leaving and headed out of town. Needing to get away from all the memories for a while to know what you wanted to do with your life. “So are you going to head to Aunt Gi-Gi’s place?” “Yeah, I already called her and asked if I could stay there for a while. Told her I wanted to take some time by the beach and relax. Recharge in a way.” I responded softly with a nod, flicking the ashes to the ground. “Well he’s an idiot, not seeing what he has. He’ll find out very quickly sweetie. Just take the time and call me every day.” Your sister said before putting her cigarette out and then giving you a huge hug. I nodded and said I would let her know when I got there.

Climbing back into the car and waving to your sister as you pulled out of the parking lot, you turned and took a deep breath before heading to the highway. Only three hours until you could be laying on the beach with a drink and numbing the pain.

“What a dumb blind typical male.” Your sister shook her head and turned back to the front door of the bar.

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Austin pulled into the drive of your shared house and stopped in his usual spot where he kept his bike. As he swung his long leg over the seat, Austin wondered where you were, knowing you didn’t have work today, and you didn’t mention anything about going out with any of your girlfriends. He checked his phone for a missed text from you as he walked into the house, dropping the keys into the bowl by the door, nothing from you. As he moved into the house he glanced around and saw a few of your things missing. The blanket your grandma had made you before she passed from cancer was not on the couch where it always lived, a few framed photos you had put on the mantel were gone, and a few other things. As he continued to look around he noticed a piece of paper on the table with a key on it. Walking over he recognized your beautiful scrawl. His eyes roved over the paper as he began to read.

~Austin These 4 years with you have been the best of my life. But the last year and a half something has changed, you seem to not be wanting the same things anymore. It seems like you want to have some more time before you settle down. So I am leaving and letting you have that time. I still want to settle down and have a family but I am not going to force you to want that. I hope you find what you want with your life.

Austin felt like he had just been sucker punched in the gut. He had to read the note two or three more times to comprehend what it was actually saying. His hands went up and threaded through his hair as he quickly looked around. This couldn’t be happening, how had this happened? The thoughts were whipping through his head as he dropped onto the kitchen chair. Was that truly what had happened? Yeah his buddies were all poking fun at him for playing house with you and giving him shit for wanting to settle down. ‘You have so much time ahead of you man! Why settle down, there are so many women out there.’

Finally his mind started to gain traction and he realized he needed to go after you. He shot up out of the chair so fast it crashed to the floor by the wall, and the note went flying as his hand pushed up off the table. “Fuck!”

Austin snatched his keys back up and flew out the door back to his bike. It roared to life and he whipped the bike around, leaving a black trail. Her sister would know where she was going, so that is where he headed. The bike barely had time to stop before he was off and racing into the bar. Eyes scanning through the crowded building, he saw her making her way back to the bar with a tray of empty glasses.

Long legs ate up the distance between him and your sister quickly, mumbling sorry and excuse me as he brushed past bar goers. Austin slid to a stop in front of her at the bar, his hands clapping down slightly as he leaned towards her. Sammi looked up at the noise and the moment her eyes connected with his, she narrowed her gaze. “What do you want, Butler?” Her voice extremely sharp and cold. She wouldn’t admit out loud how much she actually enjoyed seeing the slightest of flinches coming from him. “You gotta tell me where she’s going Sammi.” Before he could get anymore out of his mouth she snapped at him. “Why should I tell you? She’s been hurt enough.” “Please Sammi, I fucked up. I know that. She’s the only one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I’m desperate!” One of his hands flew up to start tugging on his hair, his voice cracked while blue eyes blazed with distress. She watched him for a moment, eyes scanning his face very closely. The normally confident, bright and happy man was replaced with a shattered wreck of the Austin she knew. A sigh left her lips as she set her hands on the bar top and leaned just the slightest towards him. “You didn’t hear this from me, but do you remember Aunt GiGi’s place we all went to for a month?”

It only took a second before his eyes lit up and he nodded. He reached out and gave her hand a squeeze, thanked her loudly as he turned and rushed from the bar. Sammi gave a small laugh, shook her head and turned back to work mumbling ‘Men, can’t live with em, can’t live without em.’

Once again Austin was on the road, racing down the backroads to the highway.

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You pulled off about an hour into the drive to get gas and some beer for later. As you were checking out, the clerk noticed your red glossy eyes and glanced out to your vehicle, noticing it was packed with a few boxes and bags.

“Everything okay sweetheart?” The clerk was a slightly older man with a kind face, beard and hair gray and thick. His voice was gentle yet deep, and his eyes kind.

“Yeah, I just need to get away. New start.” You said softly with a small sniff.

“Was it a boy?” His face softened even more. His eyes looked her over to make sure she didn’t have any bruises to indicate any abuse.

“Yeah, we were together for four years. He helped me restore her” You motioned to the Chevy. “But it turns out he didn’t really want what he said.” You said while fiddling with your keys.

“Honey you remind me of my daughter Sarah, so let me tell ya something. A lot of men, they don’t realize what they have until it’s gone. If he doesn’t then it’s his loss.” You smile softly again and hope that is true. You swipe your card and take your receipt before thanking the man and heading back to your car.

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Austin needed gas and wanted cigarettes. Pulling into the gas station right off the highway, he kicked the stand down and climbed off. He rubbed his hands on his pants as he walked inside after filling up. Moving over to the counter, he asked for a pack of smokes. While the man behind the counter was pulling the pack down, he heard two guys behind him talking. It took him a moment to realize what they were talking about. “Yeah, I haven’t seen a ‘67 that nice in years man. You should have seen it, looked almost brand new. The growl of it when the young lady turned the engine over made me miss my old ‘Vette.”

Austin’s head whipped around so fast, he thought he heard his neck crack. Just as he was about to speak up, the man behind the register spoke up. “That poor girl was heartbroken. She reminded me of Sarah.” “Oh yeah, when that guy just disappeared without any reason.” The guy at the slot machine responded, his head turning to face Austin and the cashier, along with his buddy.

“Yeah, that guy was a piece of work, Bill. Glad he never showed back up or there woulda been trouble.” Dave, the nametag of the cashier read, then turned to Austin. His eyes observing the tall thin male with eyes red rimmed and wet. It only took him a moment to realize that this was who the young girl from earlier was talking about. A quick glance outside seeing a beautifully restored bike sat just heightened his suspicions. “Nice bike man. You work on it yourself?” “Yeah, I restore bikes and old cars.” Austin’s response was automatic, his brain not fully focusing on what the man was asking him. Just as he was about to open his mouth Dave spoke up again. This time only loud enough for the young man in front of him to hear.

“You restore a ‘67 Impala at all?” Austin turned back to Dave, his face more pale and pasty now. He nodded his head and his hand shot into his pocket to grab his phone. “I’m looking for a woman, this is her. I need to find her, I made a mistake and gotta make it right.” His fingers were shaking slightly as he swiped his phone open to show Dave his background of the two of you standing by the Impala with grease smeared on your faces and clothing.

Without even really looking at the photo Dave started to laugh, his eyes crinkling and his hands rested on the counter. “Yeah, this sweetheart was in here about an hour ago. She was lookin quite destroyed. Good luck boy.” He spoke with a chuckle as he finished up the transaction and slid the box of cigarettes and receipt over to Austin. Austin barely grabbed the cigarettes before he was racing off. Deep laughter followed him out the door. Kicking the bike to life, he revved it and kept the front brake on to spin the bike around quickly before racing out onto the road again.

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You had gotten to the beach house a half hour ago and headed straight to the beach in the back. The sound of the waves and gulls with the smell of salt helped your muscles loosen up slightly along with the two beers you had already had. The sun was setting, beautiful pinks, reds, oranges and purples flowing together yet you didn’t even seem to notice it. At first you thought that a boat was going by, heading to the marina for the night. The soft rumble was slowly growing louder and it wasn’t long before your eyes shot open. You knew that sound. Your stomach flipped, knotting tightly as you slowly sat up. You crushed the hope down and stood up. Your feet were on autopilot, moving you around the side of the house towards the driveway.

Just as you rounded the corner of the garage, your impala parked inside, you saw a large trail of dust flaring up coming towards you. Within what seemed like moments you saw the wild head of gold hair ripping around the final curve and into the driveway. The bike slid to a stop ten feet from you, Austin barely flicked the kickstand down before flying off the bike towards you. His long fingers were on the sides of your face into your hair and his forehead on yours before you could even think to utter a word. “I’m so sorry my love. So, so sorry. Please…” His voice broke, blue eyes swirling with anguish.

You didn’t realize you were crying again until his thumbs softly swiped under your eyes.

“Don’t leave me, please. I can’t do this without you. I’m yours, you have my heart in the palm of your hand. I’m so in love with you that it hurts. I do want this, I want you for life. I want little babies with your eyes and smile….. You are my everything… Be mine, only mine…..” The last was said in a whisper against your lips.

This felt like a dream, you had to have fallen asleep on the beach. It was his last set of words that broke you from your thoughts. A sob broke free as your arms flew up and around his neck. This was the man you fell in love with, who helped you with the car. The Austin that you spent hours reading to in bed, fingers in his hair.

“Yes Austin. Yes.” You managed to get out before pressing your lips to his.

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