i just roughly gif this

Finally I’m finished with this! This happens a little before he officially turns into the barbarian king, holding back some emotions (that’s totally not an excuse I just made up..haha…) If you’re curious this took a roughly a month, I’ll post some bonus content later of things related to this I’ll probably never finish. Next up if I do another one of these, I’ll probably do Princess Kenny or Clyde. Maybe Kyle?

I close my eyes as I quietly grab my coat from the hanger by the door.

The light comes on and I stop moving.

“Where are you going this late?”

I turn around and see Dan leaning against the living room wall.

“Ummm I’m just going out for a walk. I can’t sleep.”

Dan takes two quick strides towards me. “I’ll go with you.”

“No! I’m…I’m fine.”

“Y/n, it’s dark outside. If you want to walk at least let someone walk with you.”

I shake my head. “No I’m fine. Daya is meeting up with me. I’ll be fine. Plus, I really need some girl time.”

Dan looks down and frowns as if he’s thinking deeply. “Okay. But please be back in an hour or two. It’s not safe.”

I nod and step out the door. Dan was saying something but I shut the door on him anyways. I walk to my car and hop inside. After I start the vehicle and back out of the driveway, I see Dan standing in the doorway with a weird look on his face. I shake it off and drive away.

After a five minute drive, I find myself sitting in the parking lot of of my boyfriends house. Well, ex now. I unbuckle the seat belt slowly and then I slide from the car.

I take a deep breath and pull myself towards the front door. A long pause of silence engulfs me before I push the doorbell. Feeling breathless, I wrap my arms around my chest and wait for the door to open.

“What’re you doing here?”

I bite my lip and look up at Xavier.

“I….I just. I don’t know. I don’t know why I’m here.”

“Well, you better fucking be here to apologize because I don’t play this bullshit y/n.”

A tear slips from my eye and down my nose.  "I know.“

Xavier sighs and pulls me into the house and into his arms. "I love you, y/n. I can’t be without you. Stay here tonight. Let me hold you.”

I nod and he shuts the front door. He pulls me into his bedroom and leads me towards the bed.

“No. No I don’t want to.”

I push him away and he angrily grabs onto my arm.

“I said I loved you. What more do you need? You’re the one who came crawling back to me!”

I pull my knees to my chest. “But..”

“The way I see it, you owe me.”

He yanks me into his chest and roughly kisses the skin behind my ear. I just sit there, wondering what the fuck I was doing.

“Why did I come?”

He smiles and runs his hand up my shirt. “You came for this.”

“No. No I didn’t.”

“Yes you did. Why else would you have came?”

I clench the blanket. “Not for this. I came for me. I came…”

“For me.”

“To fix myself.”

“To fix us.”

I shake my head and try to push him. He holds onto me and I slap him in the face. The blow stuns him and he moves away.

“Did you just fucking hit me?”

I shake my head vigorously. “I didn’t mean to. I….you wouldn’t stop..”

I felt a sting on my lip as his fist connects to my mouth.

“No one hits me.”

I jump up from the bed and run to the car. I can hear Xavier’s footsteps as he chases me through the house and out into the yard.

I  unlock and enter the car and start it as quickly as I could. Before Xavier could reach the door, I was already backing out of the driveway and into the street. I watched my rear view mirror as he tried to chase after me.

My breath started coming in small gasps as his figure disappeared into the darkness. A sob bursts from my lips and I couldn’t stop the uncontrollable tears that fell the whole ride home.

Once I pull into the driveway, I pull myself together and up the front porch. Before I could open the front door, it swings open and almost hits me.


He pulls me into the living room and shuts the door behind us.

“Where have you been?” His voice is soft, almost reassuring.

“I was out for a walk. I told you.”

“Don’t bullshit me. I know you went to his house.”

His hand lifts to my face and he softly brushes his finger against the cut on my swollen lip.

“Why did you go see him? After he keeps doing this to you?” His voice comes out like a whisper. One that could make any girl feel better. But only making me feel worse.

“I don’t know. I wanted to see if I could fix him. If I could fix myself. But I guess I can’t.”

“He’s just going to hurt you.”

“I know.”

“Then don’t put yourself in that situation.”

“I can’t help it. I’m that kind of person. I always want to try.”

“Well you tried. Please don’t do it again. Promise me.”

I force my eyes away from his but he grabs my cheek and faces me to him. I stare into his saddened eyes and I nod.

“I promise.”

He pulls me into his chest and a weird feeling washes over me. A sob escapes my throat and he guides me to the sofa.

We sit for an hour with me against his chest and his arms wrapped around my waist.



“Why do you care so much?”

He tenses for a second but then he holds onto me tighter.

“I just do.”