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Someone Worth Fighting For (Julian Devorak x OC Apprentice)

Title: Someone Worth Fighting For

Author: @fanfictionamerica (writing blog of @daneel-the-sister-of-castiel )

Pairing: Julian Devorak x Apprentice Kayuri

Rating: PG

Warnings: Slight angst, slight peril

Word Count: 2,395

Tagline: Love is always worth fighting for.

A/N: This is my fic for the gift event run by @fieldsofvesuvia , made for the lovely @hugmnster and their apprentice Kayuri Bala. I apologize for the lateness of the post and not being able to use a read more. My computer isn't even letting me save my fic as a draft, so I have to use my phone. I hope you enjoy! This is my first time writing for an OC, writing with both they/them and she/her pronouns, and writing in the third person, so I hope I did alright! P.S. I adore your apprentice😍.

Julian never thought being sent to war would be a good thing. He might have been a doctor, but that never made it easier to see so much suffering. However, whenever he got a glimpse of your face or had a chance to be near you or talk to you, Julian felt his burden lessen, and his heart swell with love.

The war gave him more chances to see you, and those were always welcome, even if the war was not. You being the princet of Vesuvia and him being the court physician hardly gave Julian the time or the excuse to be with you as much as he wanted. The doctor would take what he could get when it came to you...which is why he was currently making heart eyes at you from the other side of the army’s encampment.

“You’re such an idiot; you know that, Ilya?” Julian heard the voice of his sister speak up, though he didn’t fully process her words.

“Yes, and I’m proud of it, Pasha,” he replied in a dreamy tone, not realizing what he’d just said.

If Julian had cared to look over at his sister, he would’ve seen one of the best eye-rolls in the history of eye-rolls.

“You’re ridiculous, Julian. Just go over there and ask them out!” Portia exclaimed in frustration. “I can’t take you pining for them at a distance all the damn time.”

Instead of taking the dramatic route, Julian decided to go the melodramatic route. “You know why I can’t, Pasha…” he sighed. “They’re the princet, and I’m just the court physician. We can’t be together even if we wanted to be.”

Portia scoffed. “Uh-huh. Or you’re just using that as an excuse to be a great big coward.”

“Pasha, stop it! You know that our difference in class is a major obstacle,” Julian said, looking somewhat crestfallen as he did so. “Everyone would be opposed, especially the king.”

Portia rolled her eyes again and put her hands on her hips. “Now, when have impossible odds ever stopped you from getting something you wanted before?”

Julian only looked over at the princet again and sighed forlornly.

“You’re hopeless, Ilya, hopelessly in love. The only thing that’s gonna solve it is knowing how they feel about you.”

Then she left the tent, knowing her brother would no longer be paying attention to her as he continued staring at the princet once more.

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Being a princet required a lot more responsibility than one might think, especially when you’re the only child of the King. However, Princet Kayuri had no problem with all of the responsibility bestowed upon them as being the heir of their father’s kingdom. In fact, they thrived on it.

Life hadn’t been all roses and butterflies for her. The princet hadn’t lived a sheltered life by any means despite their royal status. Kayuri had experienced her fair share of trials and tribulations that made her strong and resilient. She’d seen pain and experienced grief, but because of her exceptional willpower, she always managed to get back up and support others in their difficulties. Her strong character is why when her father offered her (much to her surprise) a place by his side in the war against the neighboring country, she immediately accepted. Of course, there was another almost equally compelling reason to join the fight, but she wouldn’t tell her father that.

In that reason lied the only regret she had at being born a princet. Her father told her that she could choose who she married so long as they were of noble lineage. That had never bothered her before. There was bound to be someone among the relatively sizeable noble class that would catch her fancy. However, it seemed fate had not deemed it so. Her heart had been taken by the intelligent, dramatic, and generous court physician, Doctor Julian Devorak.

They had met when Julian’s mother was appointed the court physician by her father. They often were seen together, playing doctor and patient or knight and princet (They’d take turns playing the knight and princet). However, when they both reached their teenage years, dramatic changes began occurring. They both incurred more responsibilities, Julian as a successor of his mother’s position and Kayuri as the future monarch of Vesuvia. They didn’t spend as much time together anymore.

Then the unimaginable happened. A deadly plague swept through the country, and before it came to a blissful end, it claimed the lives of both Julian’s mother and the queen. They both grieved in their ways. The princet distracted herself by delving into her royal studies more. Julian decided to go traveling, learning new medical techniques, and discovering new material with which to heal people.

Several years passed before Julian and Kayuri met again. Her father had heard that Julian was an exceptional doctor and offered Julian the position his mother had once filled: court physician. Julian accepted, and the two friends found themselves reunited once more. Their first meeting was a bit awkward, but that awkwardness quickly dispelled as they began to catch up. They didn’t play knight and princet anymore, but Julian never failed to still entertain as well as educate her. They developed a strong bond with each other again, but this time, it was even stronger than all those years ago. And before she knew it, Kayuri was head-over-heels for the big-hearted, intelligent doctor.

She didn’t regret the feelings she had developed for the doctor, despite knowing how disappointed it would make her beloved father. She hadn’t told him yet, though, for fear it would cost Julian his job and for fear that her father would never speak to her again.

“You’re staring again, princet,” Kayuri heard the familiar voice of her servant whisper-shout to her, making her realize how lost in thought she’d been in the middle of the war council.

Thank goodness they called attention to it because one of the advisors asked her a question within a few seconds of regaining her facilities.

“I apologize, counselor. Could you repeat what you just said?” With those words said, the princet remained focused on the rest of the war council, but still had thoughts of the doctor swirling in the back of her mind.

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“Your Highness, should you really be here at the front? It’s dangerous, especially with the rain,” the worried voice of their servant sounded over the trickling of rain and the stomping of horses.

She was about to reply, but was interrupted by a familiar, sly voice, “Didn’t you know? The princet here has a penchant for danger. They thrive off of it.”

The princet snorted in amusement. “I mean, I let you be around me all the time, so I must be attracted to danger.”

“Ooh, nice one, Princet. I’ll take it as a compliment,” the suave doctor replied with a wink.

Kayuri rolled her eyes in fake annoyance. “Of course you would, Julian.”

Julian’s smirk only got bigger in return. He opened his mouth to respond in kind, clearly enjoying the banter until he spotted something moving in the bushes not too far from their current position.

He almost brought it to the attention of the princet until he saw the flash of something shiny sticking out of the bushes. His instincts told him something was amiss. Then he saw more movement and finally saw what the shiny object was: an arrow tip, an arrow tip attached to an arrow that looked ready to fly and pointed in the direction of Kayuri.

“Kayuri!” Julian shouted just as the assassin let the arrow fly.

The princet looked over at him with confusion. She would not have any time to react, so the doctor knew he’d have to do something more drastic to save her.

He launched himself straight at Kayuri with no regards as to what would happen to him, knocking her off her stead and sending them tumbling down the hill into the forest below.

The last thing that the princet remembered was hearing the shouts of her father before hitting her head on a rock and passing out.

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“Ughh,” Kayuri groaned, their body feeling like one giant bruise as they peeled open their eyes to look around them.

After a precursory glance of her surroundings, she put together that she was in a cabin of some sort in the middle of the woods. Julian was sitting on a wooden chair, wringing his hands together and biting his lip.

He happened to glance over in her direction at that moment, and his eyes went wide.

“Oh thank the heavens!” he exclaimed, scrambling out of his seat and dashing over to wear the princet laid.

“You’re finally awake! I wasn’t sure you’d wake up.” Kayuri heard the fear in his voice as he brushed aside a few errant pink hairs from their face.

Kayuri gave him a reassuring smile to calm him. “Well, I’m okay now, Julian. A bit dizzy and sore, but I’m alive thanks to you.”

“I can’t think of another reason you’d toss yourself off of your horse and tackle me off of my own,” they added a bit cheekily.

Julian broke out into a smile and said with a merry laugh, “You’re not wrong about that.”

The room was silent for a moment before Kayuri spoke up again. “Where exactly are we?”

“I couldn’t risk the assassin finding you again, and I needed to get you out of the rain, so I picked you up and walked around the forest until I found this abandoned cabin.”

Kayuri gave a small ‘mmm’ in reply. They gave Julian a once over, noticing a small bloodstain on his shoulder, before asking another question, “Are you okay, Julian? You have a bloodstain on your shoulder. Did the arrow get you?”

Julian craned his neck to look at the stain. “Oh, it very well might have.”

He pulled back the collar of his shirt and looked down at his bare shoulder. There was a red slash along the area above his collarbone, confirming Kayuri’s observation.

“You’re right; it did get me. Guess the adrenaline and worry kept me from feeling it.” He shrugged and put his shirt back in its place.

The princet frowned. Julian may have brushed off the wound, but they certainly didn’t. The arrow had come awfully close to his neck by the looks of it. If he’d been a second later, he’d probably be dead now. Their heart seemed to stop for a second at the thought of that.

“As much as I am exceptionally grateful for you saving my life, don’t you ever do that again, Julian. Your life is not worth mine.”

Julian whipped his head over in their direction, looking shocked. “But you’re our princet, Kayuri. Your life is worth more than mine.”

Kayuri gritted her teeth in frustration. “I may be royalty, but that doesn’t make my life more precious than anyone else’s. All life is sacred, Julian, and that includes you.” Not to mention how much he meant to them and how much she loved him, but she didn’t want to give away her feelings just yet.

Julian ground his teeth together as well. “I can’t argue with that logic, but I would risk my life for yours again and again if I had to. And there’s nothing you can say that would make me do otherwise.” Then he crossed his arms in defiance, letting Kayuri know he wouldn’t budge on the subject.

The princet narrowed their eyes at him, irked by the doctor’s apparent stubbornness. “And why on earth would you do it again? Once is more than enough. Weren’t you listening when I said your life is just as precious as mine?”

“I was listening, Kayuri. But you must understand, my life would hardly be worth living if you weren’t in it.” The tension in the cabin was palpable at this point.

Kayuri’s breath hitched, barely believing what she had just heard. “Why is that, Julian? What do you mean, your life would “hardly be worth living” without me?”

The cabin got silent for a moment again, until Julian replied in a soft voice, “Do you really have to ask me why? Could you not guess?” He met her eyes with an earnest, loving gaze.

“… You’re in love with me, aren’t you?” she guessed, her heart feeling like it would burst at any moment.

“…Yes, and it doesn’t matter to me that you don’t return my feelings. I’ve always loved-”

“Excuse me,” she interrupted Julian. “Did you just assume that I don’t return your feelings, Julian?”

Julian’s eyes looked liked little dishes with how big he’d widened them. “Do-do you really return those feelings, Kayuri?”

‘Well, no use hiding the fact now, no matter what my father may think,’ she thought to herself.

She gave Julian the sweetest smile she’d ever given to him, “Of course I do, silly. How could I not?”

Julian rushed over to her and grabbed both of her hands, squeezing them in excitement. “Really?! You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?”

Kayuri gave him an ‘are you serious right now’ look and said, “I would never say I have feelings for someone just to make them feel better, especially to someone I love so dearly.”

Julian’s face lit up like the sun at those words, lips spread in a wide smile

Kayuri let go of his hands and returned the smile, then leaned up a bit to place a small kiss on his cheek.

“I think you missed by an inch there, Princet,” Julian smirked down at her as he said so.

“You’re right; I think I did.” With those words, she tugged Julian down for a real kiss, melding her lips with his and running her hands through his luscious locks for a few seconds before pulling away.

As Kayuri pulled away, she noticed a small yellow and red flower fall from his hair. It was the only flower whose name she knew by heart: coreopsis arkansa, the flower of love at first sight. He must have got it when

‘How fitting,’ the princet thought as she pulled Julian in for another kiss.

No matter the consequences of pursuing this romance, Kayuri knew that she’d always be alright so long as she had Julian by her side.

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