Maven Calore X Reader One Shots

Songfic: Lion King

(Can I pretend Mare doesn't exist? Thanks

Also, I've been dead

that's why imma grave)

Your fingertips dance with each other as you attempt catching snowflakes. Your bare toes drag back, holding you up in a crouched position. Maven watches you from his bedroom window, looking down at your animalistic movements in amusement. The ghosting you two temporarily went through was a mutual agreement, you two just feel out of touch. Until the Queenstrial, where of course, Maven picked you favorably to be his fiance. You were the only person he could fully recognize as a functioning human being in that crowd. Now he gets to sit and watch you every day. Your icy fingers love playing in the snow, something only natural to your house.

She was asking for the truth

Maven knows that the time is soon for him to rise. He knows his mother will be quick to her plan of destroying the king. And honestly, Maven doesn't know how you'll react to it. Will you despise him forever? Dread being by his side in marriage? Maven is scared to see how you'll treat him. You barely even look at him now.

So many times she had been fooled so I

After you come back inside, feeling the warmth of the Calore house on your snow-stained skin, you are greeted by Maven. He immediately takes you by the hand. You are let down by this very quickly as you try to wiggle your way to freedom. He doesn't let you go, instead, leads you down the halls.

"Maven - " you let out, trying to get him to stop walking. He's oddly serious. It startles you a bit. He takes you to his room and places you in, closing the door quietly behind him. His warmth still lingers on your wrist as you grab both of his hands, holding them endearingly. "Is there something the matter?" You ask with a gentle voice.

Led her to the place she longed for

No matter how annoying Maven can be, a part of you still cared for him. You'd still rather be married to him than of Cal. With your cold hands holding his, he couldn't seem to warn you. He wanted to inform you about how dangerous he is and to tell you to watch out around his mom. It just always feels like she's listening. Why can't he speak?

"Look, no matter what happens, just know that I will always be on your side." He whispers. Your eyes scan his face, trying to read for any sense of humor in his words. A deep feeling aroused in your chest, a sense of urgency. Why is he suddenly so serious? This isn't the Maven you know. Your hands, wrapped in his, move to his cheeks. You stand up high as you lightly place a kiss on his lips.

"Don't you think I'd know that?" You whisper back. Maven's hands go to your waist, bringing you into a deeper kiss.

And showed her all she asked for

You spent the night with him that night. Maven basked in the light of his future queen, never forgetting what is to come. And in the next days, when the day finally came, Maven locked you up in your room before watching his father die. He didn't want you to get involved. He didn't want you anywhere near his mother that day.

When he finally used the key to unlock the door, you were mad. Before you could say a word, he pulled you into a tight hug. You couldn't help but hug him back. You were oblivious. All you knew was Maven had been acting differently.

And as she realized that

In the chair, watching the Bowl of Bones, Maven had the most stone-edged eyes you've ever seen. You have never seen anything like that before. It clicked in your head, you couldn't even stand next to him without feeling fear.