Marecal Fanfiction Collection

marecal/care one shot

m a r e

"Whatever, Kilorn. Go die in a hole." I turn around and quickly walk away from him, purple sparks dancing on my hands. I push open a wooden door. I don't care whose room it is.

I see Cal, sitting on the edge of the bed, head in hands and back bare. He must have not heard me, as these doors never creaked. The sparks leave my fingers.

I want to. Oh, I want to. So, so bad.

You know what?

Fuck it. Fuck it all.

I climb onto the bed, which also didn't creak. He doesn't look behind him until he feels the dip of the bed when I get behind him.

"Mare, this isn't a good time."

"It never is." I wrap my hands around his stomach and rest my head on his shoulder, allowing myself to feel his warmth. He flinches, but then relaxes. "Kilorn irritated me."

"Shocker. What did he do this time?"

"Ate my bagel. Said it was his salmon he caught, so he deserved it. Bastard."

Cal scoffs. "How could he? After everything that's been happening."

"I know, right?" I start to plant kisses on his neck, hands still around his waist.

"Mare, don't. We agreed on this." I don't listen, and continue, now lightly kissing his shoulder blade. "Mare, stop it now. If this goes any further, I don't think I can stop you."

"I know you can't." I gently turn him around, and he obliges. I crash my lips onto his extremely warm ones. Furiously kissing each other, hands in hair. For how long, I don't know.

"Look, Mare, I—" Kilorn's voice halts. Cal and I quickly spring away from each other.

I forgot the damn lock.

"Shit, Kilorn." Could my life get worse?

"Sorry. Um, okay. Yeah. I'm gonna leave now." Kilorn's voice is strained as he turns around to exit the room.

I let him. "I can't believe that just happened. What am I gonna say to him? Oh, I've made a mistake." Cal's face turns to stone, all color gone but not from blushing.

"You know, if you like him there's no one stopping you. Don't hang around with me just cause you want me to stay with the Guard."

"No, Cal. That's not it, he's my best friend. He doesn't—"

"Then why do you care so much? Why do I care so much? I really shouldn't." Cal gets up and storms out before anything comes out of my mouth, except for a small, wretched noise.

What have I done?