your-monster-romance:

Imagine…

Meeting a centaur.

You never have until now, though groups of them had been coming close to your town recently. They were a strong and often war like race and the land you lived on had once belonged to them. It was a miserable little town, dry and ugly, but they wanted it back and had been scaring your neighbors.

Maybe that’s why they had captured this one, to send a message to the others.

He was…beautiful.

His top half had dark brown skin and eyes so brown they were almost black. His hair was long, tied into a neat braid. He had tattoos across both biceps, black ink shining on hisx built arms. His lower half was just as lovely, the body of a beautiful mustang with strong legs and a long tail.

He was absolutely beautiful, you throught.

And he was fighting back, pulling at the ropes and shouting insults you couldn’t understand. The people around him jeered and attacked but you…stayed away. You always stayed away. Though you lived in the town, it was on the outskirts and away from the others.

They didn’t like you.

They never had, whispering behind your back as you walked through the dusty streets, your nose in a book. Any attempt to make friends ended badly so you just stopped trying.

You simply stayed away, like they wanted.

Watching in the shadows as they bound him between two poles in the middle of the town. He pulled and fought and spit at the people around him, but he was unable to break free.

“No food! No water! Nothing until his kind agree to our terms!” The general shouted.

General Cane was the unofficial leader of the town, the others following his words like dogs. He was handsome to others, but all you saw were hateful eyes and a mouth that spit venom.

You hated him with a burning passion.

Maybe that was why he constantly harassed you. You wanted to leave before you were really noticed but the only path to your home…was right past them.

So you walked quickly and quietly, clutching a novel to your chest and hoping that no one would notice you.

Sadly, the General did and he quickly approached you, just as you were getting closer to centaur.

“Morning, Miss Y/N.”

“Good morning.” You replied, polite yet curt as you quickened your pace.

“Quite a day, don’t you agree? Finally teaching that lot a harsh lesson.” He said proudly.

“No. I don’t agree.”

He confident grin fell but quickly returned.

“Maybe we ought to discuss our difference of opinion over dinner then?” He asked, reaching for your arm.

“No thank you, General.” You replied, stepping away from his grasp.

“Too busy?”

You paused, looking at him with a bored expression.

“No.”

And you continued walking. As the General glared at you, you heard the centaur cough. His face was hidden by his hair but…you got the idea he was trying not to laugh. And it made you smile as you walked a littled faster.

As the week went on in your little town, the General continued to bother you. You continued to avoid him, and the centaur continued fighting. But he was getting weaker, the lack of food and water weakening him…And it broke your heart to see such a beautiful man suffer.

So one late night, you snuck into the town and approached him.

It was late and cold and he looked…broken. Slowly, you came foward and reached into your bag. He heard your footsteps and looked up, tired and angry.

“I don’t agree with what’s being done to you. And I want to help you…but if you’re going to escape, you need to get your strength up.”

It was the first night you fed him food and water, standing on a rock so you could reach him. The next day, he still acted weak but you noticed a light in his dark eyes…and he secretly smiled at you as you walked by. You returned that night, feeding him again…but this time he spoke.

“Thank you.”

“So you can speak English! I thought so.”

He grinned and said,

“I like it better when people don’t know. But you are trust worthy…”

“What’s your name?” You asked.

“Chesmu.”

“I’m Y/N.”

You continued your secret meetings and Chesmu continued his charade, acting weak and broken until the day came. The day you had planned together and waited for…

General Cane untied him, boldly talking about how all “these wild creatures need to be beaten down” and “taught who owns them and this land.”

It was a disgusting speech but you still stayed, watching as the General did perhaps the dumbest thing anyone could ever do a centaur:

He attempted to ride Chesmu, without his permission.

He strode around as the people laughed…And then you caught the centaur’s eye. His dark, brilliant eyes that twinkle boldly. And in a second, he was bounding away, tossing the General off of his back as he shouted in his own tongue. People screamed, backing away as Chesmu bolted for freedom…right towards you.

You soon found yourself being picked up into his strong arms and placed onto his back as he ran.

“Hold onto me!” He shouted.

Still shocked, you did as told. And soon, the shouting and the chaos and the little town were long gone, left behind in the dust as Chesmu escaped.

“I don’t remember this being part of the plan.” You said.

“That dog found out! I heard him and another talking…they were going to hurt you. I couldn’t let him hurt you…”

Suddenly, Chesmu pretending not to know English seemed pretty brilliant. Who knows what the General had planned for you…Chesmu eventually stopped running, slowing down to a calm walk.

“Y/N, I don’t think I’ve ever met someone like you…someone I like as much as you. I did not want to leave you with them because I feel that…You belong with me.”

You smiled, kissing his shoulder softly. Your hands were resting on his bare chest and you could feel how wild his heart was beating.

“I’m happy you feel the same way, Chesmu. I was going to miss you when you left…”

His warm hand rested over yours, pressing you closer to him. To his heart.

“This belongs to you, Y/N. Will you keep it?”

“Yes.”

And with that, he started running again, bolting towards the new life you would soon build together. 🖤

(Is this shamelessly based on both Beauty and the Beast and Spirit? Yes. Yes it is.)