Star-Crossed

Star-Crossed
By Misha

Disclaimer- Not mine. I’m just borrowing them for a little while and will return them when I am finished.

Author’s Notes- LizzyDarcy1986 and I were talking about the Paris scene in Chapter 8 and how it fits with my personal headcanon for Liam and Eleanor and how she’d love to see a fic where they decided to name their daughter Juliet. So here it is, this is also a response to a request for “soft kisses on the neck that make you giggle and Person A kisses you more on the neck just to hear you laugh”. This is just sweet fluff set sometime in the future.

Pairing- Liam/MC

Rating- PG

Summary- Liam and Eleanor decide on a name for their first child.

Words- 678

“Do you remember Paris?” I asked softly, as I stood on the balcony staring out at the palace grounds, “our first trip, I mean?”

“How could I forget?” Liam asked, wrapping his arms around my waist, his hands resting on the swell of my stomach. “I remember how badly I wanted to be with you, not Madeleine, but also the joy of getting to share one of my favorite places with you.”

I smiled, remembering that night on the Eiffel Tower. How Liam had taken the time to share one of his favorite places with me and how we’d manage to steal that perfect moment in the middle of all the madness. Just the two of us and one of the most beautiful cities in the world.

We’d back since, of course, and made a point of visiting the Eiffel Tower again, but that first trip would always be one of my most precious memories.

“I commented I’d build a monument to star-crossed lovers,” I reminded him, “Romeo and Juliet, Paris and Helen, and you said…”

“Liam and Eleanor,” He said quietly, his arms tightening around me. “We’re not star-crossed lovers anymore, Ellie.”

“No,” I agreed happily, resting my hands on top of his and seeing the glint of our wedding bands, “unlike the others, we get a happy ending.”

“We do,” Liam agreed, placing a soft kiss on the crook of my neck. I giggled at the feel of his lips, but also because I was just so completely happy.

“I love hearing you laugh like that,” Liam told me, pressing another kiss to my neck. “All I’ve ever wanted was to make you happy.”

“You do,” I assured him, turning in his arms to face him. “Even… Even at the worst, being with you made me happy, Liam. Those moments we managed to steal together are some of my most precious memories.”

“Mine too,” he said, his hands moving to rest on my back as he held me close.

“Especially Paris,” I added, returning to the original subject. “Which is why I was thinking… What do you think of Juliet? For the baby, I mean.”

We knew the baby would be a girl, we had wanted to be prepared since Liam was determined to change Cordonian succession laws and we needed to know how much of a fight we had on our hands.

“Princess Juliet of Cordonia,” Liam said softly, “it’s a beautiful name. Which is fitting, because if she looks like her mother, she is going to be the most beautiful little girl in the world.”

“Or if she looks like her father,” I added, “since he’s the handsomest man I’ve ever seen. So you like it?”

“I love it,” Liam assured me, “because while we aren’t star-crossed lovers anymore, it’s a reminder of how far we’ve come.”

“We could have been a tragedy,” I reminded him, shuddering at the memory of how close we had come to losing everything, “just another set of doomed lovers, but we’re not. We beat the odds, together.”

“Always,” Liam assured me, “I know I can do anything with you by my side, Eleanor.”

I stood on my tip toes and pressed my lips to his. Liam quickly deepened the kiss, pulling me as close to him as my current condition would allow. After a moment, he pulled away and then, before I knew what was happening, he lifted me off my feet and into his arms.

“Liam!” I cried out, wrapping my arms around his neck. “What are you doing?”

“I’m taking this inside,” he told me in a low voice, “so I can show you just how much I love and appreciate you.”

“I like the sound of that,” I agreed with a laugh as he carried me inside.

Maybe once we had been star-crossed lovers, on the verge of a terrible fate, but those days were behind us and instead we had a lifetime of love and happiness ahead of us with our Juliet and the brothers and sisters that would hopefully come after her.

  • End

 

 

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Misha

Mom. Writer. Dreamer.

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