Better Left Unsaid
Title: Better Left Unsaid
Fandom: Spice And Wolf
Character/Pairing: Lawrence-centric, obvious mentions of Holo, Lawrence/Holo if you squint?
Summary: Lawrence doesn't know if she's nothing more than a demon or a blessing in disguise.
Author's Notes: What happened to my inspiration? At least it's my first SAW fic. 8D;; I must write more, this series is too good~
Lawrence was not one for meditation or anything of the sort. He preferred to live a simple life, as he was brought up to do. He didn’t put much thought into things outside of his trade. The circumstances of his life were just that; there was no reason to debate with destiny.
No one questioned their destiny; it was just something people had to accept. And yet, he could not help but think that fate was cruelly manipulating him with the arrival of this wolf girl. Was it a test? Had he done something wrong? He did not deserve the grief he constantly received for lugging the goddess around like a spoilt child.
But sometimes, when she thinks his back is turned, he would steal a glance at her. She was such a complex creature, her emotions changing as intensely as the seasons. The slightest thing could make her absolutely drunk with joy or drive her mad. (Although he was fairly certain that he would be driven mad before she was even remotely insane)
When he sees her devout, undying loyalty to him through the teasing and incessant whining, he wonders if it’s not so much a curse as a gift. Never well-versed in terms of challenging emotions, he struggled-almost unbearably so-to understand what exactly stirred in him when he dwelt upon this; it was akin to…warmth. It frightened him like nothing else.
By his own admission, he would never let such an invaluable gift go, no matter how much she wanted to leave.