protegeons:

five word prompts  /  accepting

she’s sitting beside him on his couch, video game controller in her hand. she turns her head to look at him, her eyes wide, her jaw slacked with surprise. sure, for the past couple of months, the two of them have been having fun. a lot of fun. playing video games together, her teaching him the ins and outs of argent hunters, a little ( okay, a lot ) of making out when his sister wasn’t home or her dad wasn’t lurking outside her motel room because he always seemed to just know when she had jeremy in there. they were even enjoying a buffy rewatch together. it was one of the things allison looked most forward to when they hung out. she thought she was the ultimate buffy the vampire slayer fan, but jeremy was no slacker. 

and, sure, somewhere along the way she’d caught some kind of feelings. with all the time they were spending with each other, it would be nearly impossible not to. she wouldn’t deny her major crush on him. he was, after all, possibly the hottest guy she’s ever met. and having jeremy made leaving behind her friends in beacon hills a little easier. she wasn’t lonely when she was with him. from the start, when he nearly shot her, she felt a connection between them. they had a lot in common, too. both their lives were marred with tragedy. the connection they shared was special, she couldn’t deny that. but… love? 

she’d only been in love with one person in her entire life, and that was scott. and the love she shared with scott, at the time she thought it was something that no one else in the world had experienced, that’s just how deeply in love with him she was. but when she thinks about jeremy, she doesn’t feel the way she did with scott. she didn’t think the world started and ended with him, like she had thought with scott. eventually, she learned differently, but there was a time she thought she would die if she couldn’t be with him. 

but she’s not with him now, and she hasn’t been for a long time. and while he’ll always hold a special place in her heart — he was, after all, her first love, and first love’s are important. but she didn’t die when she broke up with him. in the end, she came to realize that scott mccall wasn’t her soulmate, as much as she had once wanted him to be. could jeremy… ? but she just met him. it seems like yesterday when she was wandering lost in the woods as part of her father’s “training” and jeremy almost shot her, and then he lead her to safety. 

she didn’t know it at the time, but something happened that day. something important. that day, two stars had collided, even though neither of them had realized it then. and instead of collapsing into a black hole, they merged to make something bigger than themselves. no, she doesn’t feel the same way about jeremy that she did about scott. but, sitting here, she finally understands that love can feel differently with different people. she loved scott, yes, but the way she loves jeremy ( she loves jeremy?! … yes. that feels right. ) is new. perhaps, she thinks, this is the kind of love people feel when they meet their soulmate. of course, she could be ( likely is ) getting way ahead of herself with the soulmate thing. 

but the love she feels for the man in front of her feels important. it feels like coming home after being away for a long time. it feels like two puzzle pieces fitting together to create the perfect picture. it doesn’t feel like he’s her missing half, because allison has always known she’s whole all on her own, but it feels like two old friends coming together for the first time in years. and she thinks, maybe their souls were created together, and have spent all this time searching for each other. and, at last, they’ve found one another. 

she doesn’t know how she’s just realizing it for the first time now, but now she feels it. and it feels like love she’s never experienced before. she smiles, almost stupidly, before she leans into him, her lips meeting his, not for the first time, but also for a first time. she lets the kiss drag on for longer than she probably should of, but his lips on hers make her feel like fireworks are exploding in her chest, as cliche as that may sound.  ‘ i’m sorry. you were probably freaking out because i wasn’t saying anything and then i kissed you and still didn’t say anything, and i’m a little nervous, if you can’t tell. but it’s a good nervous. because i love you too. sorry for making you wait for it. but i love you, jeremy gilbert. ’