Varian x Reader Oneshots

Unlikely Friends - Part 2

---------- 1 YEAR LATER ----------

"(Y/N), hey!" You heard as you closed the cell door behind you. Varian rushed over, no longer bound by his cuffs, and engulfed you in a hug. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as well, a smile on your face. He'd gotten taller.

"Hey!" You laughed as he pulled away, beaming at you, his slim face covered with grime.

"I haven't seen you in ages!" He exclaimed, complain in his voice.

"I know, 3 months is a long time," you confirmed as he led you over to his bench, "but I had to go. Royal duties and all." He pouted.

"But did you have to be gone that long," he whined, his arms raising dramatically into the air. You giggled.

"I don't know, but its not really up to me," you said, looking at him.

And he looked back at you.

"Did you tell your sister?" Varian asked, worry nipping at his voice. You sighed.

"No, I couldn't. I got close to telling her though, but I couldn't do that to you," you said, and Varian let out a not-so-subtle sigh of relief.

"You know what they'd do if they found out, don't you?" You said, quietly, and Varian nodded.

"I can't even imagine a life without you, (Y/N)," he admitted, and you smiled in agreement, and placed your hand on his.

"I know the feeling," you smiled.

"You know you've changed," you said to him, and he raised his eyebrow in question.

"Oh?" He asked, and you gestured to him.

"You're taller than before," you pointed out, and he laughed.

"And you're shorter," he joked; you punched him.

You both sat there, soon after, in silence as you stared at each other. It wasn't awkward, nor angry, but there was a question in the air, that Varian seemed to be asking.

Can I kiss you?

You placed your hand on his shoulder and scooted closer to him, your face constantly on his.

You guessed he got the message, since he then kissed you.

All your worry melted away as you sunk into his arms, your mouth moving with his, your lips experiencing a sensation entirely new to them. You brought your hand up to his face, and pulled away, your face red and breaths long. He was the same.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" A voice shrieked from the doorway. Instinctively you grabbed hold of Varian's hand, and he held on to yours as he glared at the woman.

"Cassandra, I was just, its not what it looks like!" You stuttered, choking down tears. Varian hadn't moved; he was frozen in place.

You finally realised what intimidating looked like on him.

"(Y/N), come with me," Cassandra said, her voice both demanding and pleading.

"No," you said defiantly, and she grabbed your arm.

Varian moved quickly, and grasped her forearm, pulling her from you. He stood taller than her, and the two of them stared at each other. You suspected neither had seen each other since the Battle of Old Corona. Varian matched Cassandra's glare with his own, and you stared in wonder. You had never met anyone that didn't falter under her stare; usually people were scared of her.

"Let go of me," Cassandra hissed, and Varian let go of her arm, stepping backwards.

"Sorry Cassie," he taunted, his voice laced with malicious intent. Cassandra walked up to him, looking directly into his face.