#eyepatches are sick tho ngl

[tonberry-yoda]

Once Upon A Dream - Julian Devorak

Pairing - Julian Devorak x reader (a dress is mentioned to be on reader, but clothes dont mean nothin frfr)

Warnings - Julian getting drunk lmaoooo but nothing other than that lol

Word Count - ~1,270

Notes - this is old... LIKE REALLY FLIPPIN OLD like SO OLD OMG. it was rotting in google docs and I found it and I actually love it. I kinda miss my old writing style ngl... that's okay tho lol, I still love my writing now dont get me wrong, but this was in a time where i had a ton of free time, so i could write all day if i wanted to. anyway, enjoy!!! <333 (i did edit it a bit tho lmao)

You were never around the palace often, considering the people there didn't like you much. You were poor. You worked in the marketplace.

But occasionally, You would find yourself in the garden on a gloomy and foggy day playing with the frost covered, half dead flowers with a smile on your face even though your feet were covered in mud and there was no saving the brim of that dress that had dirt and grass stains collected from the past couple of years.

You smiled as you ran your hand over the ice covered fountain humming to yourself, Once Upon a Dream. The tune has been stuck in your head all morning.

As you was getting through the chorus, watching a bird eat the seeds you threw, you felt something warm next to you and another voice joined in. “But if I know you, I know what you’ll do…”

You turned over, shocked and a man laughed. “My apologies. I love that song. Been stuck in my head all morning, I just had to get it out. I thought it was a nice opportunity.”

You smiled, tilting your head. “Are you… Doctor Devorak?”

“Ugh, formalities. Call me Julian, dear. Or Doctor Julian. Formalities.” He shook his head as he repeated that word.

“What are you doing out here, doctor?”

He smiled, looking at the crisp grass. “Nothing like a morning walk, don't you think? Sometimes one man can get sick of the plague.”

“I would imagine,” you pulled you cold legs towards your chest, sitting down. “Are you getting close to a cure?”

He shrugged, looking off before sighing, putting his head in his hands. “God, I just feel like I'm a failure.”

“A failure? No! You’ve helped a lot of people!”

“There’s only so much I can do before there’s hoards of people! More and more people get infected every day. More people are dying and I can only heal so many at a time.”

“Doctor, you’re doing fi-”

“That’s what you see on the surface! Do you see this?!” He threw off his eyepatch revealing the plague.

You gasped and backed up.

“It's not contagious, love… I apologize… I just let out everything on a stranger, huh?” He sighed, laughing sadly to himself and sat back down, putting the eyepatch back on. “I'm fine. The plague doesn't affect me or anyone around me.”

You sighed, sitting next to him. “I'm sorry about that. You’re doing the best you can do right now though and that’s enough for the town for now.”

“I'm trying.”

You grabbed his warm, gloved hand and rubbed your thumb over the back of his hand. “You are. And that’s good enough. At least you’re putting in effort.”

He laughed and looked directly into your eyes. “I just realized that I never learned your name, dear.”

---

“Can I get another salty bitters over here?”

The bartender leaned over the table, laughing. “Another one?! Dr. Devorak, you’re going to die off of those things!”

“The great Dr. Devorak doesn't die over alcohol!” He hiccuped and stood up on his table. “I am the great Dr. No. 069! Got it, barkeep?!”

The whole bar burst out into laughter, including Julian who slipped off of his table.

All of a sudden, the whole bar got quiet when a small silhouette walked in and over to the bar. “Excuse me… can I get a salty bitters please?”

The bartender looked at you with a very skeptical eye, laughing along with the rest of the bar. “The little one… wants a salty bitters?!”

“Yes please.”

“Where did you come from?”

“None of your business. Can I have my drink please?”

He laughed so hard that he fell over along with the rest of the bar and you stood there, rolling your eyes.

Julian scattered up and ran next to you. “A salty bitters, you say?”

You smiled, turning to Julian. “Yes, a salty bitters. Does everyone and their mother have a problem with that?”

He laughed, banging his hand on the counter. “You heard the lady, barkeep! Get her a salty bitters!”

You were standing so close to him that you could smell the alcohol on his breath.

The bartender got up and handed you your alcohol. “There ya go little one! A salty bitters… in a teacup!”

The whole bar broke out into insane laughter as you took your drink.

It all stopped when you slammed it down though.

“I'll take one more and be on my way, thanks.” You threw the money on the counter and the bar went back to normal.

“Did you used to be a pirate or sumthin?” The bartender slid over your drink, flashing you a toothy smile.

“I did.”

“Cute. Enjoy the drink, okay?” He winked and you smiled and walked away, rolling your eyes.

Julian ran after you and grabbed your shoulder. “You look familiar… Do I know you?”

You studied his face for a minute, only a flash of a memory appearing for a second. “I… I don't know.”

His hand slid down your shoulder, falling limply. “Okay… sorry.”

You grabbed his fallen hand, looking into his shaky eyes. “It's okay.” You smiled, sending a shockwave of familiarity through his body that made him shake.

“I'll… see you around?”

You turned over, the smile only turning brighter. “Yeah.”

---

He stared at his plague doctor mask, looking off to the sea with a sad look striking his eyes. “Who needs a plague doctor if there’s no plague? …”

He threw his mask into the ocean and a small tear fell down his cheek. He let himself cry with his face in the palms of his hands, calling himself things like a failure and a murderer. He didn't want to be seen as these things, but he figured they were true based on the words of the people. The people he tried to save, only to let down.

“Dr. Devorak?” He turned over, seeing you, who he met at the bar. You, whose shop he broke into. You, who patted him down and he subtly flirted with.

“D-Dear!” He realized that when he looked at you, his face was red, puffy, and tear stained. “S-Sorry.”

She sat next to him, looking out at the sea. “Sorry for what?”

“N-Nothing. Nevermind.”

You sat in silence for a moment as you scooted closer to him, your hands almost touching.

“Julian?”

“Yes?”

“Did you actually kill Lucio?” He looked over to you with shock in his eyes that turned soft almost immediately. “I don't remember.”

You hummed in response, scooting closer. “I hope this doesn't sound weird… but Julian… it feels like we’ve known each other for years.”

He laughed, moving his hand to his hair, brushing it out of his eyes. “You’re telling me!”

You smiled and stood up, stretching your hand out. “Julian, let's go get some dinner.”

Tears pricked the corners of his eyes and he stood up, pressing a kiss against your forehead. “Yes please.”

---

Julian, I love you. I didn't tell you… but I have the red plague. I don't know when you’ll read this, but please know that even in death, I will be with you forever. I promise that we’ll see each other again. Even if it takes an eternity. To be honest with you… I love you. I always have. You’ve had nothing but respect for me and I hope that I showed you the same. Good luck. You’ll always be the best doctor in my eyes. I believe in you. Even in my last days I look at you with dreamy eyes. I love you, Dr. Devorak.

XOXO

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