(READ THIS: So I already made another Maven X Reader story bc the publishing limit is 200. So if the 200th one has come out yet thennnnnn check my account for the second version!!! But if you are in my present, and it hasn't come out yet, let's wait together lmao!!
But also... MODERN
and... MAVEN'S POV
And uhh reader is biologically female and that's an important aspect of this story)
Walking down the street lined with lights in the dead of the night,
When I was a young teen, nothing ever felt right to me. Just the way the wind blew against me made me regret standing on Earth for so long. I remember being a shadow of my brother, the sports-loving jock. Ever since I was a child I knew I was never going to be like him. I learned to accept that early on, I learned that the world doesn't owe me anything. Sometimes I wished I couldn't be related to Cal. But I loved my brother, and I still do. But he wasn't enough. For me, nothing was enough. I felt helpless with myself. I didn't know what path to take with my life and I wasn't fit enough to decide.
I love and loved walking around in the dark. I noticed things I never noticed before. Every day I'd notice something new, and that's what I lived for.
Memories of our entertaining conversation comes to mind
You were the light of my life I never noticed. You always helped me in my classes, you always made sure to make me smile, and you always found a way to shine brightness in a negative situation. I remember the way you faced tragedies, looking at the incidents with an advocate tongue that I adored. You were nearly the exact opposite of me. You knew how to speak to people, you knew how to get your way into your happiest place in life. And you were the most entertaining person I had never met.
"Do you believe in aliens?" You asked me one day, turning around in your seat. You sat in front of me by choice, something I never thought anybody would do. I didn't know how to answer. You just smiled at me, laughing as you shook your head. I never got to answer.
Though I was afraid of ever letting myself like you, I still found my heart opening
I never thought I'd ever like anybody in my lifetime. I thought that I would live alone, and die alone. But you were there, always helping me, and always smiling. I couldn't believe you actually existed. You were like an angel, somebody I tried to run away from. I couldn't let myself like you; I couldn't let you into my heart because I feared you'd break it. And I can't a heartbreak.
But you happened to find your way into my heart, happily. I hated it at the time, but now, I don't regret falling for you. I knew that you had an interest in me, too. During passing period, you'd always wave to me. We barely knew each other, yet you always found a way to be nice. I'd always see you running around, interacting with people I could only dream of knowing. It felt... real. Your existence always reminded me that I too existed. And because of you, I loved existing.
It was only when in front of you, I'd innocently smile
"I got you a present, Maven!" You dug through your backpack one day in class. I looked at you with confused laced into my gaze. You only giggled at me before slamming something onto my desk. You were unpredictable and yet so humorous and just... unique. My 'present' was a normal bathtub rubber duck that was dressed like an alien. It was one of those unique designer ones. I looked at it before looking at you. There was no way I couldn't be unappreciative. No matter how strange, it was a gift from you, and I still have it to this day.
"Thank you," I take into my hands. I made eye contact with you for only a second before I smiled. I forgot what it felt like to smile. You blushed, blinking slowly.
While still carrying this meaningless sentimentality,
I think that was the moment you realized you what you made me feel. The sweet, pink blush that crossed your cheeks was like the final piano note in sonata. Even with the silly rubber duck in my hand, the moment burned a place in my heart. It was the moment I knew what future I wanted; what life I wanted to live. I remember it so vividly. Even as you turned back around quietly, I remember the sight of your hair and different it looked back then.
In that moment, I knew you were a person I could trust in. I knew we had something special, something I somehow felt I would never get anywhere else. I liked you. Even if I never admitted it, I knew deep inside that it was more than like.
In the cold rain, was always getting caught. Even though I had avoided sunny spots
The palm of your hand was such a warming place to rest my own
"Why are your hands so cold?" You whispered to me. We stood under a tree, hiding from the sun that always tried to find us. I hated the sun when you loved it. That was just the type of people we were. Your hands were so soft on my own. I couldn't believe the feeling of you close to me was real. I never thought I would get this ending. I don't think you'd understand how this feels to somebody like me. I lived a miserable life without anybody as a light, but you... you...
"Coldness is just a lack of warmth," I responded with a smile. You were the person that I loved. I grew to know that and accept that. I'm happy that even in my darkest time, I wasn't blind enough to push away the person that kept me alive.
"I'll give you warmth." You responded happily while grabbing my hands tightly. As you stared at them, I couldn't help but stare at you. Warmth, was the only word I could conjure up in my head. You... were always so warm.
Everybody says that warmth is meaningless, we don't know what true happiness is
"You're just a child, Maven." My mother's cold voice struck me like a lightning bolt. She stared down at me with her eyes, drowning me slowly. I told her about you, and what I felt. I looked for a solution. I looked for help. I looked for it in my own mother, who just decided to put me down. I never trusted her after that, which I guess was the best decision I ever made.
She put her hand in my hair, almost like she was reminding me of how much taller she was than me.
"You'll find somebody better," her words, like falling glass, impaled my heart. I didn't watch her walk away. I just stared at the ground. She'll never know what I feel. Her dead, emotionless heart can never know the love I feel. There is nobody better for me than you. I know this. You are the one I want, you are the one I need. I can't let you go.
In the rubble, I'd find you amidst. With love, we clung tightly,
like the first time sharing this feeling
"I remember this," you whisper to me. After graduating college, we both decided to move in together. You gathered all of your belonging and took it to our new place. I look at what you are holding. It's a scrapbook, one with writing next to every picture. You point at a certain photograph with both of us as teens holding onto each other like it was our last embrace. I smile.
You flip through the rest of your book, opening more memories in my head that I hadn't thought about in ages.
In that time, I remember our relationship and how much it impacted me specifically. You were the first person I ever grew to love. And I'm glad. I think about how my life would be different if somebody different sat in front of me in class. I believe I would be sadder without your gorgeous eyes in my life.
The sunset seen's so beautiful, and dogs are quite adorable
There were more pictures than I could ever imagine. Pictures of us watching the sunset from your bedroom window saying "true aesthetic <3!!" I remember when you first took that picture, catching me off guard as you got the right moment the sun's yellow glow reflected off of my blue eyes. I remember trying to get you to throw away the photo. But you didn't. You protected it with your heart. I hate how you kept the picture. Still, to this day, I still think it's the worst picture in the world of me.
I remember your favorite thing to do would be to show me all of your favorite interests. Whether it be your favorite bands or animals, your specific favorite would be the dogs. You always knew which ones were the cutest out of a bunch. I never enjoyed the pictures of those animals, but since you loved them, I tolerated it.
Whether paper or screen, we'd scream together at the headlines
And as time flew by, the news and media became something we had to focus on. We would argue and share our different opinions on topics. It was nothing crucial to breaking us apart, but we didn't always agree. You have always been closed minded to how my brain worked. How different our minds just are. You always looked at hope and brightness. My mind was the opposite. I only focused on the negative, and no matter how many years I've spent with you, this never seemed to change. My father would call me evil, telling me not to belong to somebody as happy as you. He has always told me that I will be your downfall. Was he right? Will I make you evil, too?
Watching bad movies and dying, variety shows and crying
No matter what anybody told me, and in the years I've spent with you, you've never seemed to change. You always showed me the things that shaped you. Whether it be your distaste for stupid movies or the comedies you kept dear in your heart. Your taste in movies is extremely different to mine, sadly, and I never get to watch the things I enjoy. I still manage to enjoy them, though.
Sometimes, as you laugh at the movie we'd watch on a Friday night, I have to remind yourself that you're real. Somebody as perfectly wild and yet so knowledgeable. Somebody so beautiful yet so perfectly flawed. Somebody made to help people who are blind to the light. Somebody so amazing and just overall the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my entire life. How... are you so vividly real to me.
Though we might be lonely, we're together at least, so our spirits run high
When I need somebody, I can always turn to you
If nothing else, I'm glad you're evil too
And I remember when you told me how you truly felt on the inside. Like me, you felt lonely, like me, your entire life was a blur until you met... me. And I realized that like me, you consider yourself evil. In this world, I guess we both are. We might be lonely, but together, we will build an empire so high we won't need anybody else. It will be just us against the world. And we will survive.
And after years and years, we have mastered the art of believing in each other. Once, I was so small and fragile, but with you, as beautiful as you are, helped me become strong and confident. You are the only person I trust with my life and secrets. I'm happy that you're evil, too. I'm happy we both found life in each other.
Aimlessly seeking revolution, dreaming for a miracle
"What will life be like in the future?" You ask, looking up at the ceiling with a face of wonder. I, reading a book, look up from my novel before smiling at you. Your eyes search for something new, a secret you won't fail to tell. You know what the future will be like, you are just hoping I will say the right answer, I can feel it.
"We are in the future," I answer. With a dashing smile, you turn your head over to me. You liked that answer more than I thought you would.
"Do you want kids?" You follow up, looking at me. I don't look back, only continue on with my book. We are adults now. But I've never thought about it, truly. Starting a family sounds beautiful, the future we both dream of. But how close is that future? Do I want that now, even as young as we are?
"Of course."
"Do you want kids with me?"
Different but the same, and faintly linked together by a dream
I put my book down, closing it slowly. I watch you as you close your eyes, resting your face. You open your mouth to say something, but I interrupt you.
"I wouldn't dream of anything else." Your eyes shoot open as you sit up. My words, dangling like a mistletoe, make you hold me close. I never want you to let me go. I love making you happy even when it's the simple things. You are a creation I can never begin to understand, but I love more than I love myself.
Breathing in and out within the darkness, there we'd find our only happiness
"When you have a child, this-" you have your hands around the empty space "- will be there room!" I look around. The small, extra room was something we were going to use for an office. And after a couple of years, the thought of having a child has become more real. So now, with these baby thoughts in our head, this is the decision we have made. Seeing you happy erased all of my doubt.
Suddenly, your face scrunches up. You clench your abdomen, gritting your teeth as you hunch over.
"I need to sit down," you release. I rush to your side. In these occasions, the worst are the only things I can think of. Are you dying? Are you sick? Then, the impossible comes to my mind. Do you have cancer? Are you pregnant? My mind sticks to the last question. Pregnant...
"Should I take you to the hospital?" I ask slowly, looking at your painfilled eyes. You close your eyes tightly, not wanting to look at me. I try to read your mind, I try to see what's the matter. But you don't say anything before nodding your head.
Even if we're brought down by the mess, we'd stand and persevere
like a boy and girl in their early years
The words impossible echo through my mind. I try to think of better words. All I can come up with is the word pain. Pain, and misery. It's almost like our life was built up only to collapse, like the last puzzle piece of happiness got burned in a house fire. I've read about situations like these in the news, the headlines being something we'd always argue over. But I never thought it would happen to us.
You were unable to have children. It was some sort of medical condition that was explained with a language I couldn't stand to listen to. In ten years, I forgot what it felt like to be scared. I forgot the feeling of my fingers to tremble in the way they did. I felt like I was placed in the starting line again. I wondered if we were able to find happiness, even after this. The dark thoughts occurred for the passing day. You gave me space, space I didn't deserve. You needed somebody to hold you. I was only there when I thought you needed me, not when you actually did.
Whether paper or screen, we'd read stories together and gripe
"I love you," you wrote on a sticky note on the bathroom mirror. I touched it with my hand, recognizing your handwriting more than I would have recognized mine. I haven't talked to anyone in a while. Not my parents, not my brother, and not even you. I never thought my darkness would return to me. A feeling I've forgotten, the feeling of being alone. And I'm sure you did, too.
Laughing at the punishment game part, cry from strange songs that touch our heart
Though we might be lonely, we're together at least and can do as we like
I saw you watching tv one day, hiding under covers all alone. You looked beautiful and natural. Your hair resembled what it did in high school; wild and free. Your eyes were focused on the screen but you never seemed to focus.
I did what my heart told me to. I sat with you, bringing your head to my chest. And we sat together. Your warmth matched mine for once in our life.
"Dabble with me forever," I whisper with a smile as you lean against me. I smile, kissing your head politely.
Though I'm scared life's unfair, you will always help me through
If nothing else, I'm glad you're evil too
You grabbed my hand, holding me with you.
"I'm happy you still love me," you respond. Your mind is wild. Why wouldn't I love you? I wish I would understand. I wish I would be able to understand everything. But I'm in my place, and all I can do is support you with assumptions.
With love with clung tightly,
like the first time sharing that feeling
"I'll always love you," I whisper to you. Through high school, college, and even after: I will always love you. I love holding you, and I hope we will never come to our last embrace. I smile whenever I think about anything with you. I love you, I love everything about you. I remember I used to complain about the little things, but they don't matter anymore.
You impact me more than I can ever impact you. You were the only person I ever grew to love. And I don't regret it at all. I'm happy I decided to spend the rest of my life with you.
The sunset scene is beautiful, and dogs are quite adorable
I remember the picture of me during the sunset. I think it's the most beautiful picture you have ever taken. If you can see the greatest beauty within it than I do too. I wish you would still take my picture. I love it when you take pictures. I love everything you do. And now, as we are old, I never hesitate to take your picture whenever you look the most beautiful.
I have never understood a persons love for an animal until I met you. All of the dogs that weren't even yours that you cared about was overwhelming. You are a kind, caring person you can find beauty in everything. And now, as we are old, I gifted you with a dog that you keep with you at all times. He is a child, and you love him as much as a real kid.
Whether paper or screen, we'd scream together at the headlines
News and media is a valuable aspect of our time and focus. I love it whenever we disagree. It's always fun to listen to you and your mind. Our minds are very different, and we fit together perfectly. I'm glad that you're you. And I'm glad that I'm me. Together, we are evil, and the most amazing people in the world. You talk about us all the time with your mind in Heaven. You are the most valid person I know. And now, as we are old, I even ask you your opinion on things just to hear your voice.
Watching bad movies and dying, variety shows and crying
Ever since high school, you have remained to be the happiest person in the world. You always showed me the things that shaped you. We watch all of the stupidest movies together and I enjoy them more than the world. The stupid ones are absolutely hilarious and enjoyable. I love seeing you laugh. If it means we spend two hours just sitting in one place, it's worth it. And now, as we are old, I wouldn't mind sitting for hours on end just to make you happy
Time itself temporary, no such thing as eternity
We get older and older, and so do the people around me. We live in each other's lives happily and desirable. We build off of each other and raise a flag to every solution to our everyday problems. My brother is already happily married with children of his own. All of your friends talk about their lives and come over quite frequently. We live happily by ourselves with our dog that's not a puppy anymore.
We live long, happy lives compared to what we both thought we would as children. We grow, we always grow, and for once in our lives, we were never betrayed. This is the life you love to live, and the life I loved to borrow from you.
If nothing else, I'm glad you're evil too
Tomorrow comes and goes, but I'll face it anew
Because of you, I got to live freely. I got to be alive. I got to be excited to live. I never knew I could live another day to be happy seeing somebody. It was like a game. What would tomorrow be like next? I never knew life could be like that. You... You helped me see. From when I was stalking you down the halls to when you lay in my arms, you helped me learn how to see again. And that's what love feels like.
If nothing else, I'm glad that I like you