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The Daisy Field (T.T)

Tristan Thorn x female! Reader

No warnings, pure fluff (the usual, maybe some heated kisses??? 👉🏻👈🏻 but absolutely safe for read).

Summary: one summer morning, Tristan takes you to the daisy fields to train you how to swordfight after you begged him for long.

Word count: 1.3k!

Writer's note: as the previous time, I wrote this in less than 24 hours, I was so overwhelmed by the idea and I had to just write it, it's partially revised, maybe contains some lexical and/or grammatical issues, it's so short too, but I hope you enjoy it. <3

The high summer breeze rises, playfully raking through the green fields of fresh grass and the dancing fragrant daisies, raising a scent of life and beauty in the air and into your heaving lungs, cooling the ecstasy of your souls. The sun sends her rays upon you, as you spin around the other, eyelids flickering between the shadows and lights under the green leaves. Chirps of the little birds were heard in the far distance, and little squirrels and deers were ticking their little feet on the crispy grass, creating a beautiful hymn for the noon.

"we've been doing this for hours!" Tristan protests, letting his shoulders fall out of tiredness, his cheeks are flushed and his long hair is a dampened mess, "but it's fun!" you cheer, dancing in circles around him, you didn't mind the sunbeams, or the sweat on your forehead, or how exhausted you were after all the early morning hours, because you're having the best time with Tristan, and there's nothing more you'll ever need.

He can't help but exhale animatedly, knitting his eyebrows pitifully, shoulders falling as he lets his breath out, "come on, love--" he gestures with the wooden sword he held in his hand, "come on, Tristan! One last round, please?" you give him the puppy eyes you know he can't resist, as you slowed your pace to stop right in front of him, "please?" you envelope his neck, it's his turn to give you his puppy look, hazel eyes sparkling magically in the dim light under the big oak tree where you had settled for your picnic, "come on, Tristan, please? Just, one more round, and we'll sit on the picnic sheet the rest of the day... I promise, please?" you plead again, he wraps his arms around your waist, sighs, and looks up into your eyes again, "anything for you, my star," he smiles, to which you giggle and peck his lips quickly, wiggle out of his arms.

Since the sun has beamed on the two of you, you and Tristan had been swordfighting, as you pleaded him to teach you for many, many times, and when he finally agreed this morning, he couldn't stop you. And though this was your first day training, — and though he thought you would take a little long time in order to learn every move — but to his surprise, you learned faster than he thought you would.

Yes, he took you down in couple fights, but they were sort of a one to one situation. He kept telling you how he's being easy with you because it's your first time to fight with swords, and you took advantage of it to go as rogue as possible, knowing he'll be able to take your moves.

Now, you collected your dress up and wrapped it around your waist to free your movement, took the pins out of your hair to feel more comfortable and confident, freeing your strands to flutter in the fresh air. "you know you're distracting me with these locks of yours, love" he points at you with his sword, both of you spinning around the other like two swans in a lake dance, "you can just say that you're easy to be distracted!" you aim a swift swing of your wooden sword, slicing the air between the two of you, he parries your hit with his sword, rough edged blades are crossed between your exhilarated faces, shards of wood are flying out of their source, "I can argue about that!" he whispers, as your lips are inches away from each other, you smooch at his lips teasingly and take a dance around him, "you may speak!" you smirk, your sword blade is now on the broad of his shoulder, he chuckles, and crosses his sword with yours, swinging your hand up in the air, "I have a whole lot to say!" it was his turn to smirk at you, "poser!" you roll your eyes, taking an attack move on him, clashing the blades as he defends himself, swinging you to the side, "I was being soft," he shrugs, looking down at you as you picked up your sword as it flew out of your grasp, he softly pulls your locks to slow your movement, then takes a run across the field, and you follow him with no hesitation.

Your feet are racing each other as you go down the hill, he turns to face you, feinting a swing in your direction, you gasp, your feet falter and you stumble over the end of your dress as the skirt went loose. You grope for anything that might help you regain your balance but, to your unfortune, it was Tristan, and the moment you grab onto his shoulder, "bloody hell!" he yells, as he too loses his balance, and the two of you collide against the other and, roll down the grassy hill.

The ouchs and grunts and loud screams and giggles never left your lips as your bodies spun and got pulled down by gravity, but to your fortune, you landed smoothly, or at least it's for you. You open your eyes to see that you're topping Tristan, holding on to him for life, you part from his hold, both of you are groaning out of all the bangs you collected down the road, you settle on his waist, hands softly press onto his panting chest. Both of you breathe out a chuckle, but he has his remarkable silly smile on his face, almost showing all of his teeth.

You both stare at the other, hair is messy and filled with grass leaves and daisy petals, the noon sun casted on your reddened skins, both of you fighting to catch your breaths, if this wasn't the most beautiful scenery. You catch Tristan gazing your lips and you find yourself doing the same. Your goofy smiles slowly fade into more intimate ones, which soon turns into looks of desperation, his hands leave your waist and walk up slowly to envelope the back of your neck, with one hand tucking the hairs back behind your ear, lingering thumb brushing your reddened cheeks.

Your heart ticks a little louder and before you know it, you find yourself leaning onto him, locking your lips upon his, sipping on the sweet mixture of your mouths ever so slightly, wanting to stop the time so you could have more of your psyches tenderly intertwined with the other. You feel the sun shies her beams away to be a little more gentle on you, and the daisies moving in saltation to tickle your bare feet and heated cheeks, adding more tranquility to your heart as the time passes.

"if this is how we'll end up every time we go swordfighting, I want to swordfight every day." he whispers to your mouth after it left an inch away from his, you couldn't help but smile dumbly at his statement, following by an even dumber giggle. He pulls himself from under you, drawing you over to his thighs, his palms find your face again and cup it firmly. "you wanna continue training?" he asks softly, with a smile to the side, you push the floral hairs of his bangs back behind his ear, "I think we've had enough training for today, my back hurts... And feet... And head, too," he chuckles at your answer, and pulls you close to smile a kiss on the crown of your temple.

And so, you spend the rest of the day sitting in the field barefooted, braiding daisy crowns and laying on the wet green grass among the little summer flowers, locking your pinkies and watch as the sun goes down between the vivid shades of orange and pink upon your eyes, waiting for the shiny stars to start sparkling in the darkness of the sky so you could waste the night on counting them.

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Have a great day besties! <3

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