dino violence

Bubbles | Oneshot

Summary: You always thought blowing bubbles was for children.
Word Count: 5,479
Genre: mahou!au, fantasy, angst, fluff
Member: Lee “Dino” Chan 
TW: weapons, violence, death

A/N: it’s taking a lot of courage for me to post this aha,,, this originally the first fic (or fic part lmao) i posted in my transition from a gfx to a writing blog so it’s rly dear to me…. the original flopped (like. 0 notes flopped. lmao.) so i deleted it and put up coffee + roses instead (which actually caught the interest of a few people.) i decided to bring back my first fic (revised and the entire storyline condensed into a oneshot, obviously) as a special in my lil project for chan’s birthday. i hope you enjoy!

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A/N: So I think this turned out a teeny bit more angsty than I wanted, but it’s all good. I hope you like it!

Warnings: infidelity, dino violence, angst

This had been the worst month. You were five months pregnant and had just found out that the father of your child was cheating on you, two weeks before your wedding. So you had to go on what was supposed to be your honeymoon alone. You didn’t know what you and your baby were going to do when you got home from Jurassic World, because now your baby was fatherless as well as homeless, and you were jobless. And now, thanks to this genetically modified nightmare, you didn’t even know if you would make it home from Jurassic World. Scratch that, you were almost positive you wouldn’t be making it home. You had gotten VIP passes from your cousin, Claire, and had been looking at the new dinosaur with this very cute trainer whose name you had yet to catch when everyone had begun panicking about “an asset out of containment”. Because of your condition, you were escorted out of the paddock by a guard while the cute trainer went to investigate how the creature could have gotten out. As you were almost to the car, you heard people screaming and running. You turned to see the trainer running out of the paddock as fast as he could, tailed by that horrible creature. You stood, frozen as they both got closer. The next thing you knew, the trainer had grabbed you and pulled you under a jeep. He pulled you close to his side, almost covering your body with his, between you and the dinosaur. “Close your mouth,” he whispered before cutting the fuel line, covering you both in gas to hide your scent. You tried not to breathe too much, as you didn’t want to take in the fumes. You heard the creature stomp past you, pausing for a moment to sniff under the car. The trainer pulled you closer to him and you buried your face into his shirt, praying that you and your baby would make it out of this alive. As the monster moved on, he helped you out from under the car. “Sorry, I tried to be careful of your baby, but I had to save you,” he said with a shy smile, and his green eyes made your heart melt. “Oh no, it’s fine. Thank you so much. I’m y/n,” you told him, offering him your hand. “Owen. Owen Grady,” he said, shaking your hand and holding it just a little too long. “So where’s his daddy?” he asked, gesturing to your belly. “Hers. And he’s no longer in the picture,” you said, trying to keep the bitterness out of your voice. “Ahh. Well, come on. Let’s get you two lovely ladies to safety,” he said with a wink, and even though you had promised that you would never date again, you could see yourself with this guy. You looked into each other’s eyes for a minute, and then you turned and went on your way.

The rest of the day was hellish. You had stayed inside the control center until they evacuated the park, but you saw enough carnage on the screens to last a lifetime. The next morning you sat with Claire and her nephews, waiting on their parents, when you heard a voice behind you. “You made it out okay,” Owen told you, and you smiled at him. “So did you.” He offered you his hand, helping you up. “Can we go for a walk?” You obliged, one hand on your stomach and one arm linked through his. As you got outside, he led you to a bench and sat down with you. “So,” he said with a heavy sigh. “I know this is going to sound crazy, but yesterday all I could think about was you and your little girl. I could only hope that you made it out, and when I saw you this morning I was filled with so much relief it was unreal. I don’t know what happened with her father, but I’m so captivated by you. Can I at least take you on a date? I don’t want to give you any promises, because I understand that you may be really hurt right now, but I really want to get to know you, and eventually her, better.” You were shocked at his words, and you felt tears begin to well up. “Yeah, I think I’d like that,” you smiled at him. “Do you have a name for her yet?” Owen asked, referring to your baby. “I was thinking Juliet Blue. What do you think?” For some reason you couldn’t place, his eyes misted over and he smiled at you. “I think that’s beautiful.”