A/n: So this shit randomly come up into my head... You know that scene in episode four of shadow and bone, where Inej and Jesper are showing off their talents? I was like we're going to add the reader into this one! Requests are open!
Warnings: It's short, fluff, languag, mentions of gore, trauma, mentions of abuse/sexual abuse, I think that's it? You have been warned!
Summary: You need to get into the little palace and a talent you thought was useless may come into handy
All rights go to leigh Bardugo, you, netflix and James arthur! I just own the plot!
I silently watch Jesper do his performance, with Inej already done hers. He shots the card perfectly dead center and everyone gives a round of hoops and applause.
That card that was in Inej's mouth mind you.
Kaz's face is emotionless or more so to anyone but me, looks emotionless. There's this spark in his eyes that says he's enjoying this, but also a worry because he doesn't like that their being shown like caged animals at the zoo to show off.
I suppress a shiver that runs up my spine as I remember my childhood. When I was six I was sold to a very high end circus and it wasn't pretty.
Maybe, you would think that they would treat their employees better, but you would be wrong. They would beat you to so much that you looked purple, they would be beat for... Anything really. Sometimes their punishments were worse and they would sell you off to men for one to even a couple of nights.
I still have nightmares.
No one cared what you looked like, as long if you could your job then it was fine. Even if you looked like a freak with all the purple bruise's and hand marks across you everywhere, it would bring people in. The more people got brought in each performance the better.
I must have not hid my fear good enough, or Kaz can just read me better then anyone else can because a concerned look flash's across his face and he brush's his gloved hand against my own for a split second.
"What about you." The man comes over and points at me. I freeze. No, I could just gut you right on the spot how about that! My mind screams at me.
But there something else you could do.
Something that wouldn't come with bad memories, something that my mother and father used to do, something I thought was useless.
Till now.
"Do you have a piano?"
Kaz Pov!
Y/n sits down on the piano bench and shallows tightly like she's nervous and Kaz has no fucking idea what she's doing.
Honestly, Kaz could have been fine with just Inej and Jesper taking the performing path to the little palace but having Y/n go with them would be better, more operable.
But he had no idea what she was doing.
He knows about her past after a job gone wrong, that lead to a panic attack, and they slowly came together after that.
Slowly.
Y/n place's her shaking hands over the keys and she plays a bit of a beautiful intro but then...She sings.
Laying in the silence
Waiting for the sirens
Her voice lifts into the air above the crowd, hanging like silhouettes in the air. Kaz nearly gasps at the sound of her voice. But he is not nearly quick enough to school his expression because wonder splays across it.
Signs, any signs I'm alive stillI don't wanna lose it
I'm not getting through this
Hey, should I pray? should I pray
To myself? To a saint?
To a savior who can
Her voice must have been one of the saints, and Kaz didn't believe in the saints. Not until now.
Unbreak the broken
Unsay these spoken words
Find hope in the hopeless
Pull me out of the train wreck
Y/n starts to belt her heart into the song and Kaz's breath catches in his throat. She had full control, if she told him to burn the world for her,
He would.
Unburn the ash's
Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet
Pull me out of the train wreck
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out
Pull me out, pull me out
Her eyes full of unshed tears connect with his as she sings the next verse. Watching her though, sing with such force and emotion he could feel the pull towards her stronger than ever before.
Underneath our bad blood
We still got a sanctum, home
Still a home, still a home here
It's not too late to build it back
'Cause a one-in-a-million chance'
Is still a chance, still a chance
And I would take those odds.
The audience is flowing in tears, even Jesper and Inej have tears in their eyes. Kaz can only hide half of what he's feeling, pain and love course through him knowing exactly what Y/n meant. Tears are flowing freely from her eyes now as you go on with just as much strength and emotion that she started it with. If not more.
Unbreak the broken
Unsay these spoken words
Find hope in the hopeless
Pull me out of the train wreck
Unburn the ash's
Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet
Pull me out of the train wreck
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out
His eyes find her's again and this time he can't bear to look away. Not when she looked like a saint.
She had some heist clothes on, her hair was flowing freely, and her bruised and cut up skin looked like satin. Not even all the stars in the world could compare to her eyes. Fuck. He shouldn't think of her like this, not while on a mission.
You can say what you like 'cause see, I would die for you
I, I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my Saint
Be my help, be a savior who can
Her voice was at her height now, it was powerful grabbing at her very being and putting it into lyrics. He wondered how such a beautiful creature like her had ever become a dangerous member of a gang. Helplessness was not something that Y/n was though, she was dangerous and everyone new it too.
Unbreak the broken
Unsay these reckless words (find hope in the hopeless)
Pull me out of the train wreck
Unburn the ashes
Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet
Pull me out of the train wreck
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out
Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out
Finishing the song the girl herself looks surprised at her abilities to seduce the occupants with her saint-like voice. Chuckling she smiles and the man shakes her hand very eagerly and talks to her for a few minutes before she walks over too him.
Kaz studies the woman before him, the song seemed to free her in ways being dangerous never could. She looks up to him and he gives her a flash of a smile only she could catch. She experimentally takes his hand even if it was gloved. He rolls his eyes and lace their fingers together as they wait for Jesper and Inej.
So together they wait.
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-kk123huff