Arno X reader!
Yes, this was out of my own love. So it might be more detailed idk.
First Arno!
Whoo!
But I don't really know anything french so..... Uh..... Sorry.
Enjoy~
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Arno turned the corner holding his side in pain  and watched as guards ran past.

He painfully chuckled to himself. Stupid bastards. He thought.

He held his side tighter as blood trickled from the wound and onto his hand.

"Must..... Find...... Her...." He gasped, starting to stumble a bit through the alleyways.

People that were in the alley stared at him with some-what worried eyes and some offered to help him, but he refused.

He was determined to find his flower. To find his ball of fire. He didn't want to make his blaze worry.

He was soon standing at the foot of your door.

You saw him from the window and rushed to the door, unaware of his conditions.

You swung open the door and smiled.

He was only able to pull off a small smirk before falling into your arms.

You were confused until you felt him shaking and breathing heavily.

"Arno?" You asked bewildered.

Your eyes widened when you saw his wound.

"Father help!" You screamed.

Your father ran down with worry.

"What is it, (y/n)?" He asked running up to you.

"Arno's hurt." You said, breath hitching.

Your father-who was a good friend of Arno since they both were assassin's- picked up Arno's body like it was nothing and carried him to the couch.

"Lilian get the bandages!" Your father called to your mother.

You sat by Arno and watched in horror as sweat peeked from his hood and his teeth clenched.

Your mother hurried over with water, a rag, and the bandages.

You stared in a daze while your father wrapped the bandages around Arno's wound, then wiped the blood off with the rag.

You kept thinking how you would live if Arno did not, and it brought tears to your eyes.

When your father finished, he told you that you could stay with Arno and he left with your mother.

They turned to corner and whispered to each other.

"Lilian I swear our little girl worrying about him too much." He said, a bit concerned.

"Bruce, we've been over this. She does that because she loves the lad. She'd give her life for him. You know that." Your mother said, defending you.

"I know, I know..... It's just... What if....."

"No, Bruce. He'd never hurt or let anyone else hurt her. I know."

Then they both left to go upstairs.

Meanwhile you were arguing with yourself.

"It's your fault, (y/n). No... No it's not. I didn't know this happened. That's why it's you fault (y/n), you weren't there to help him..."

"(Y-Y/n) stop....." The man next to you weakly said.

You looked at him and he grabbed your hand gently.

"It's not your fault. It's mine. Stop beating yourself up love. It's only going to make it worse."

"A-Arno...." You stammered, beginning to cry.

"Awww love..." He said, voice trailing off.

He struggled to sit up and put a hand softly on your cheek and you nuzzled your head into it.

He wiped a few tears away and pulled you into his embrace.

Tears kept rolling down your cheeks and you buried your head into his chest.

"I was scared, Arno..."

"Why is that?"

"I thought you were......"

"Never, love."

"Why do you call me that..?"

"Am I not supposed to?"

"No.... It's fine. It's just... Isn't there someone else out there for you?"

That made him laugh.

You gazed at him questioningly as he did so.

"Your funny, (y/n). I've already found my other half."

You stayed silent.

"My heart is only for you, (y/n). I don't care if you don't love me back. When I first met you on the rooftops I knew you'd be the one. Kind, gentle, careful. That's all I ever wanted from someone.."

He hugged you tighter to him and you were about to break.

"Of course I love you back, Arno. Ever since then......" You mumbled, slightly yawning.

"(Y/n).."

"....yes....?"

"Just close your eyes.."

He picked you up slightly and placed you on his chest so you were laying on him, making you feel even more tired.

Your eyes closed slowly and his lips twitched into a smile.

He ran his hand through your hair as you slept and kissed your forehead.

"Good night, (y/n). May you be forever safe in my arms as long as you or I are alive. I love you."

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I hoped you enjoyed.
That's all I got to say cause I tried making it sad, but it turned out a bit different but eh....
I'm not mentally feeling good..
My heart hurts..
¡Chao!
~Unknown