Elpis x Pride : Love grows

Elpis x Pride: Love grows

A/N : Well..... I can't unlove them, you have me spellbound. <3

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She felt his arms wrap around her waist, in a gesture she didn't imagine he would have towards her, and yet he did. Her golden hues set upon him and she saw a genuine interest in her and her well-being. The goddess had tried her best to accept the fact she would not set a foot on Earth while his siblings were trying to kill him -one battle at a time after all-, but it was beginning to be difficult to handle. She was meant for the overworld, for the sun to warm her skin, for the wind to brush over her face and nature to breathe in. Pride knew it, he understood that she wasn't very happy in the Underworld and he didn't give her any reason for her to be. Busy bee as he was, he barely spent time with her because he fomented plans with Lust but as always, her powerful energy couldn't be missed in the confines of his realm. Regardless of the many hours spent away, still, he was drawn back to her, like she was drawn back to him and he did visit her from time to time.

Today was one of these times, when the mighty king of the Underworld came to visit the bright goddess in the golden -or purple was more accurate- prison. This time, however, felt different. He whispered in her ear that he brought a present for her, something he had not done before and before she could ask what it was, the sin had wrapped his arms around her frame. She was beautiful in this moment when confusion and excitement lightened up her face. She was beautiful at this moment when she was looking at him as if he was the eighth wonder of the whole Universe -he was-. Suddenly, he had her undivided attention and that made him grin. Slowly, but surely, he snapped his fingers and covered her room with Green. He had brought a piece of Earth to her chambers, since she wasn't able to go to Earth and with the help of spells had created a microcosm in her room, allowing life to thrive. From the small fishes in the little pond, he created, to a lovely golden cage where two birds were freely singing and playing with each other. The gift was grand, as grand as Pride was and the unique look in her face was worth the efforts he made.

« Your grace... »

She was beautiful at that moment, when gratitude softened her features and something else he couldn't decode filled her eyes. He was still holding her since he realized her legs went weak at the sight of his feat and she held him tighter. How perfect he was at this moment when her bumblebee eyes set upon him. She felt her heart miss a heartbeat or maybe a thousand at this moment but didn't care because, for the first time since she came back, he did something « for her », without her asking for it. Her warm hand cupped his cold face and she gently stroked it, a smile on her plump lips. How perfect he was at this moment when her arms were holding him as tight as she could. Elpis didn't want to let go of him, not when her heart was out of control. From missing a few heartbeats, it started to beat harder and harder, literally pounding into her chest as she realized she didn't want him to leave. Not now, not ever. Was she falling in love? Yet, it wasn't that « big » of a deal. It wasn't as grandiose as when she first met him. There was something sweeter, softer, calmer about the way her heart was beating. It wasn't the deceptive flames of passion, but the rich soil of true love. She was falling for him, and as he put his larger hand over hers, she gave him the warmest smile she could and pressed her lips to his, in a soft and sweet kiss.

-TBC-

Doya: working cases again

"..."

Oya's flustered face elicited a chuckle from the tall hunter. She was looking at him, with her brows furrowed as she realized she couldn't come up with a clap back. He always found ways to leave her speechless and unable to counter his jokes or teases. frustration took over and she was looking at him, upset as all hell and ready to smack his shoulder. His chuckle kept going and turned into an actual laughter. Oya lifted a brow, surprised, her mouth still slightly open as she wanted to say something but his laughter ended up riling the short hunter even more.

"It's not funny Dean!"

"It's plenty funny, Oya!" He managed to say in between laughs, catching her wrist as she tried to punch him and pulling her into a hug. "And you're cute when you're flustered."

"I'm not cute. Don't "cute" at me when you piss me off." She grumbled but kept her arms around his waist. "When was the last time we actually stayed at the bunker together?" She asked, willing to change the subject so he wouldn't keep on teasing her.

"Oh Oya, way to ruin my fun. I was laughing." He said, his hands rubbed her back and he leaned his forehead against hers, bending his body towards her a little. "It's been a while yeah."

"You and Sammy, you're hunting together again or...."

"Or?..." He lifted a brow. "Are you gonna ask me something?"

Oya lifted her head to have a better look at his face and tiptoed to reach his chin. She had been wanting to hang out with Dean for quite some time now. The solo cases were thrilling, excellent even in her point of view, but the thrill of solo cases had nothing on the thrill when she was working with Dean. Truth be told, she was missing him. terribly so. She tried to disguise her need for him with silly jokes and the usual stuff. texts, video messages, and even voice messages did nothing but fuel her desire for him. She was elaborating plans for when she would come back to convince him to work with her again but all of these faded away when she saw him. her words got stuck at the back of her throat but here it was, the opportunity to actually tell him that she wanted to work with him again and nothing would make her happier than to hunt monsters with him. She wanted to show him some of her sweet moves, she wanted to research next to him, curled up against his warm body while she used her tablet to find information on the monster they were hunting.  she wanted to feel his fingers in her hair, the occasional kisses they would share. She wanted to hear him sing while he was driving baby, or help her stitch her wounds. Would you look at that, she was feeling romantic in the middle of the gore, the guts and the bruises she would collect during their hunts.

"Nuh uh.... I wasn't not..." -She shook her head and stuck her tongue out-

"Your poker face is a very bad one. you need to step up your game." He chuckled, making her roll her eyes.

"Ugh... why are you like this?"

"Handsome?" He teased her with, she gently slapped his chest "Ouch! watch out, Superman. you're going to break your kryptonite."

"Maybe I should! However, I know more pleasant ways to break it." She grinned, tugging at his shirt so he would bend a little and kiss her. which he did, briefly.

"You were gonna ask..." He brought that up again, making her roll her eyes.

"....Would you like to work a case with me? It's been ages and I want to..."

"Ah! gotcha! you've missed me!" He grinned and pulled her up, so she could wrap her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders. "I can hunt with you if you ask nicely."

"Oh come on, Dickhead!!!" She slapped his shoulder. "I want to work cases with you again. I have been away for way too long and we both make one hell of a team...You know we do."

"The best of the best, bitch,  I know." He purred as he felt her fingers gently massage his scalp.


He liked the sensation of her fingers against his skin. Oya's touch. She never kept her hands off of him for too long and while he would never voice it, Dean did appreciate when Oya gave him her affection. She was always running her hand through his hair, always landing kisses on his skin, always kept him warm with her short and warm body. She was always full of affection towards him and even though he was "used" to it, it was still a wonder that someone like her wanted to stay with someone like him. With a simple touch, she took away the pain he was carrying on his shoulders. With a simple kiss, she filled the void in his heart. He didn't know why or how she managed to take so much space in his heart and mind but she did. To have her smile at him, even now as he was pushing her over the edge made him feel good. She knew the truth about him and stayed still. She knew a lot of his mistakes, terrible and selfish decisions and yet chose to remain with him, Castiel and Sam.

"You have not answered my question. Are we working together or nah?"

"We are, O. We are." He said nuzzling her neck while she pulled him into a tender hug. "But before we go, what about a proper welcome?"

"OOOhhhhh? a proper welcome Mister Winchester? I wonder what that is?!" She teased him with,  giggling a little as he walked towards their bedroom.


-TBC-