#// SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE WAAH

[ohklah0ma]

Still thinking about silly bird man, Oberon

Oberon, dear sir, has a bird ever rested on your finger, shoulders, or perhaps your head?

Yes.

[shiraki-yurara]

On-Screen Lovers Part 2 Story Event - Hugh - Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Morganatic Idol belongs to Cybird & ABC Frontier.

My Notes: Translation is for entertainment purpose only. Translation may or may not be correct. Please ignore any grammar mistakes.

It's been a while since I heard that Hugh-san was going to star in a movie.

(I don't have anything today; I think I'll go shopping ......)

It was late afternoon on my day off, and I was coming out of my room to go out.

As I check the contents of the pouch I am carrying, I catch a glimpse of chocolate.

Rina: Ah……

(I haven't seen Hugh-san since then, I wonder if he is okay.)

(I carry chocolate with me so that I can give him when I see him but……)

This level of support cannot be called support at all.

However, I still couldn't help but be worried, so I started keeping some chocolate on hand.

Rina: If you're worried about it, you should ask him how it's going…… Huh?

That's when I found a towel on the floor.

(Wasn't this ...... Hugh-san's, I think?)

(Maybe he dropped it on the way here? Let's look for him.)

I went to the dining room, Hugh-san's room, and the gym, but he was nowhere to be found.

I thought I'd give up for now after I checked the lesson room……, but sure enough, there he was.

Hugh: …………

Standing quietly, Hugh-san seems to be concentrating with his eyes closed.

As I hesitated to call out to him, his lips gently opened.

Hugh: ~ ♪

(Waah……)

I couldn't help but listen carefully to the beautiful, melodious singing voice that I heard.

It was a song with a lot of bass voice, which is Hugh-san's forte, but it had a different, more relaxed tone than usual, which was very refreshing.

(Maybe it's a song from the movie?)

(It's like talking to your lover about your love...... A very gentle song.)

Hugh: ~ ♪

The soft and gentle way he sings is breathtakingly captivating.

At that moment, Hugh suddenly stopped singing.

Hugh: …………

(! It was a lovely song, but...... he didn’t look convinced.)

Rina: ……Hugh-san, are you okay?

I was really worried and couldn't help but call out to him.

Hugh: ……Housekeeper-san……?

Rina: Sorry for calling you out suddenly. I was looking for you to deliver this towel.

I held out the towel to Hugh-san, who stared at it for a moment before accepting it.

Rina: Umm, is that the song you're singing in the movie?

Hugh-san nodded in response to my question.

Hugh: …… Tomorrow is the main part, so…… practice

Rina: Ah, filming has already started.

Rina: How is it? The result of your lesson.

Hugh: Hmm_......

Hugh: I don't really understand……, but the director said it looked good……

Hugh: But……

Hugh-san's expression then darkened and he lowered his head.

Rina: What happened?

Hugh: Today…… It was not good.

Hugh: Doing the same as always was not good…… Got a lot NG……

Apparently, at the beginning of filming, there were many scenes where it would be okay to have a blank expression.

For that reason, Hugh-san was taking lessons and gradually improving his acting skills, but---

Rina: Recently, the protagonist has become “more human”, so you were told that you couldn't act the same way you had before.

Hugh: Yes……

Hugh: Like in love scenes……, change facial expressions a bit more……

(It's true that it's better to show more emotions, but that may be difficult for Hugh-san.)

Rina: But that song you just sang was great, wasn't it?

Rina: I could really feel how much you want to convey your feelings to your loved one......

Hugh: Singing…… I've always done it since it’s my job……

Hugh: But…… Dialogue is difficult……

Muttering while looking troubled, Hugh-san let out a long sigh.

Hugh: Even if you tell me to show my feelings on my face…… I don't understand

Hugh: Usually, I…… I don't think about anything in particular……

Hugh: When it comes to love…… I also have no experience……

I'm not sure what to say to Hugh-san, who is troubled by his thoughts.

(This seems pretty serious……)

Rina: Um, can I see the script please?

Hugh: Eh……?

Rina: I'm an amateur when it comes to acting, but I thought I might notice something……

Hugh: …………

After hearing what I said, Hugh-san quietly handed me the script.

Rina: Thank you

Upon receiving it, I immediately took a quick look at the contents.

(……I see, the changes in the main character played by Hugh-san are depicted in great detail.)

As he talks to her, he gradually develops feelings for her and his expression changes.

The film would not be as good as it is without expressing that process.

Rina: In this scene where they meet by chance, he starts to become interested in the girl.

Rina: This is also where he becomes aware of the feelings of impatience and anxiety that are unique to love……

Rina: Certainly, you would be expected to express various emotions clearly here, but……

Hugh: …………

Rina: ? Hugh-san, what’s the matter?

Hugh: Housekeeper-san……, you said the same thing as the director……

Rina: Eh? But, you can kind of understand that just by reading the script……

Hugh: ……I don’t understand……

Hugh-san muttered softly, then looked at me intently.

Hugh: Like just now…… Tell me more……?

Rina: ……!

Hugh-san leans forward and comes right in front of me.

His handsome face, with a hint of seriousness in it, made my heart skip a beat.

Rina: I-I don't mind that, but…… will an explanation be enough to solve the problem?

Rina: I feel like if you don't practice, your acting won’t change.

Hugh: ……Then, what should I do……?

Rina: For example, how about doing some script reading?

It's a cliché method, but I think it's the most effective one this time.

Hugh: I did it in the lesson……, but should I do it again……?

Rina: If you do it in an environment that is closer to the script than at that time, you may discover something new.

Hugh: Hmmm……

Hugh-san seemed to be deep in thought as he was silent and looked down.

His long eyelashes fluttered languidly, and the next moment his lustrous eyes caught my eyes.

Hugh: ……In that case, doing it with Housekeeper-san…… may be good

Rina: Eh?

Hugh: During the lesson……, I practiced with a male teacher……

Hugh: You are…… a girl just like her……, so……

Rina: ! As a girl, I am definitely closer to the script.

(I'm not confident in my acting……, but I want to help somehow.)

Rina: I don't know if it will work, but let's try our best together.

When I smiled back encouragingly, Hugh-san's face relaxed.

Hugh: Yeah…… Then let's go to the sea……

Rina: Eh……, the sea?

[junior-high-mafuyu-official]

Oh. I’m at the mall, I think I see you. Where did you want to go first?

Heyyy, tell me when we can do that shopping trip, I've been saving money for it

@middleschool-mizu

Oh! I guess I could go now. I’m not too busy and I think I have a decent amount of money to go so…

sure, let’s go :)

[cherrylimon]

hi kat!! :]

OH YM GOODNESSS MOOOO HELLO WELCOME BACK OMG I MISSED YOU SO MUCH <33333 IM SO GLAD YOUR BACK EEEE/GEN <33333 :]]] SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE I JUST CLOCKED OUT OF SCHOOL AND THEN I HAD TO GO FINISH UP A STEM PROJECT WITH MY GROUP <\33 BUT OMGGGGG HELLOOII WAAH

[ellitx]

Waah a bit late but im so glad you're finally taking some time out for yourself you really deserve it especially with all the contents and fun you've given us, hope to see you back whenever you're ready much love~💚

Ouuu i sometimes joke here that im tired and all of that as i answer the asks and i was really conflicted and hesitant if i should tell everyone im going to take a break >.> these past few weeks i am really and i mean really, very, extremely burned out.

Same fushi same…

I dont want to give a shitty quality answers when im tired to all the asks like giving short responses and just agreeing to what they say cuz i know some are looking forward to what hcs i have for them, especially for kazuha. And most of my answers are being repetitive, kinda of bit boring and bland as my vocabulary for brainrots are running out so im really sorry about that ;;

[bruh-haikyuu]

A/N: Timeskip Lev make me go BARK BARK BARK WOOF WOOF AAARF ARF. P.S: For double the experience, read while listening to this

diapason. | haiba lev

summary: in which lev meets you again and you develop some sort of warm reconnection with your past underclassman. (Continuation of this fic)

word count: 4402

warnings: manga spoilers!!

(n.) a full, rich outpouring of melodious sound

Vienna, Austria. January 2022.

The Danube Canal in mid-winter reminds you of a lot of things:

The Shakujii River flanked with its timeless parade of cherry blossom trees. Christmas celebrations spent at home with your family, popping bottles of soda and whining about misshapen gifts. Your piano recitals played in utter devotion, like the winter would never end.

You’re a long, long way away from home, and you start to hope if anyone is missing you. If there’s a hole in your figure carved into someone’s heart back in Japan or some place in the other side of the world—

What am I thinking... you sigh, bashfully urging yourself to keep on walking.

Nestling deeper into the warmth of your wool scarf, you wonder if it’s the cold ambience of the night that’s making you feel all sappy. Twinkling lights, murmured chatter from late-night cafés, the occasional gust of wind against your cheeks. You never thought you’d get so nostalgic on your “vacation”, but perhaps you’re just like any other hopeless romantic.

“Come to Vienna! A whirlwind of budding love!”

You’d read that advertisement in one of the catalogues your symphony’s personnel manager had excitedly dumped into your lap the day she announced your personal invitation to spectate the Vienna Philharmonic live a few weeks ago. You didn’t think much of the slogan, but even so... you have to admit you’re a tad bit lonely, aren’t you?

You can barely remember a moment where you didn’t feel lonely. You had your family at home, but you’d considered it your fault for being such a shut-in for the most part of your life. The neighborhood kids weren’t exactly the nicest people. And school life hadn’t been much of an improvement either.

Of course, until him.

A colossal first year stumbling into the desolate Orchestra Club room, with a mouth just as big as his stature. Haiba Lev who had been anxiously lost that day you’d met. With such little sense of direction, you can’t help but laugh at how much times he’d managed to find you in that maze of your high school.

He’d find you, talk to you, laugh with you. And you’d never felt all the rushing feelings you’d felt when you were with this dewy-eyed boy. He was the perfect image of confidence—radiant, ambitious and all the more charming.

If only you can thank him. Your hero of sorts. Haiba Lev who poured into you all the faith he had so you could move forward—

“A-ah, excuse me?”

Whipping your head into the direction of the choppy English, a seething blush rises onto your cheeks when you zero in to the large camera lens pointed right at you.

The bearded man speaks again. “Eh... you’re Japanese, aren’t you? Sorry, but we’re having a photoshoot right now, and you’re in the way of our model. Could you maybe...”

Oh dear, you frazzle. Prostrating yourself incessantly at the camera crew, you blunder. “I’m v-very sorry! Waah, I must’ve ruined your picture!”

“It’s fine,” the man smiles kindly. “Things like this often happen anyway. Ain’t that right, Hafu-sama?”

The lean figure behind you laughs, and for a second, you feel your chest flutter in your throat when you hear him. “Yep! Don’t worry about it, Miss—”

You really wish you hadn’t turned around because the moment your eyes locked with a pair of emeralds, you swear that your heart leapt out of your chest. All feeling of chilliness lamented, you feel red heat stretching out across your skin.

“H-Haiba-kun?!”

Unable to keep your footing steady, a stagnant lump rises in your throat when the familiar man grins at you with galaxies in his eyes.

“Fairy-senpai!!”

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Tokyo, Japan. October 2012.

“Senpai!”

Footsteps echoing down the corridor, a wave of frightened third years part to let the gigantic creature of a first year through. Haiba Lev, age 16, is excited. Haiba Lev, 194.3 centimeters tall, is burning with so much resolve that he pays no heed to the Discipline Committee member who is resentfully yelling at him to “stop running in the hallways, you hoodlum!”

But who could blame him?

When you turn around and jolt in surprise, Lev drowns in the tiny fairies that flutter in his chest.

“Haiba-kun? What are you doing here?” you take a moment to register his full presence—considering his substantial size, Lev would probably understand your current disposition.

Finally, you whisper in a low tone, highly aware of the crowd that’s pivoting towards your conversation. “... Did you get lost again?”

“Of course not!” Lev replies rather gruffly. “I wanted to look for you to give you this so I can thank you for when I got lost.”

Thrusting a daintily wrapped bento towards you, the tall boy is rather unabashed about the entire situation—lace cloth and all. There’s a fragrant steam seeping out from the gaps of the box, spooling and wafting (and you think your ears pick up the noise of someone’s rumbling stomach).

You’d thought of spending your lunch alone in your club room, or maybe even the rooftop if you were up for it... like the usual. But the moment Lev starts talking again, you completely forget the idea as a whole.

Innocently grinning, he asks, “Do you want to eat lunch together, L/N-senpai?”

How could you say no?

And thus, here you are in the courtyard with a titan first-year who is nearly twice your size, jovially chattering about as you quietly eat your lunch.

When was the last time you ate something so cute? Your parents stopped making you character bentos since you got into middle school (“Aah... sorry, Y/N. Dad’s hands aren’t as artistic as they used to be,” your father had told you that day, an utter look of guilt dancing across his face). You weren’t too confident in your own skills either, so bentos with endearing faces and shaped cut-outs of vegetables were simply a fragmented piece of the past.

First-years today are so talented, you think, shoveling down your meal in sheer politeness. “This is delicious, Haiba-kun! The chicken is so tender and the rice is so well-seasoned! I wish I had your sense for cooking...”

“My sister made it, actually. I tried to help her cut the eggs, but it ended up being a mess and she told me to just sit and wait in the dining room,” he replies sheepishly, a bubble of laughter slipping from between his lips. “I’m glad you like it though, Senpai! Just wait ‘til my sister hears about your reaction!”

“Does your sister always make your lunches for you?” you ask, curiosity subduing your reserve.

Lev takes a moment to swallow the lump of rice in his mouth.

“Mm, sometimes. If she’s not having a lecture in the morning, she’ll make breakfast. Otherwise, the teriyaki set at the cafeteria is just as good!”

Cafeteria. You shiver. That hellhole of shoving and scrambling and incessant talking... You’re thankful the school had decided to set up a few more vending machines close to campus when you entered your second year.

And then you think of Lev. With that extreme height and intimidating presence, he wouldn’t have to put his foot on the line every time he wanted melon bread, right? And he is definitely the type of person to be able to talk to the loud cafeteria lady without dropping his change.

Confidence. Recklessness. Bliss. All the prime features you wanted, right in front of you—and yet...

“Hey, L/N-senpai?” you snap awake from your thoughts. A dash of concern flashes over your underclassman’s features before he repeats his muted question. “Can I have one of your sausages?”

Peering down at the cluster of uneaten octopus sausages, you quickly nod, face reddening once you realize how close Lev is breathing near you. “G-Go ahead.”

Chirping out a “thank you for the food!”, the silver-haired boy swoops down on a miniature octopus, a sound of immense satisfaction humming in his chest. He’s like a child, you laugh to yourself. A young boy with no sense of care of the world, no concern of what’s going to happen to him unless he really does it.

Leaning back on the bench, you sigh, a smile dawning on your face. “You didn’t have to force yourself to eat lunch with me, you know. I usually eat by myself anyway.”

You’re being apologetic again. You want to punch yourself for even thinking of it. But your habit precedes your intentions, and you can already feel the mood turn sour—

“Why not though?”

Looking up at him incredulously, you can barely string together a coherent response before Lev pipes up again.

“Isn’t food always best when eaten together?”

How pretentious.

There are already valleys of flowers blooming in your stomach at his innocent reply. The same kind that sprouted the day he’d burst into your private practice room. You really hoped you wouldn’t get ahead of yourself anymore. Not with the risks that it carried. But this guileless first year was a much more difficult case than you’d imagined, and thus the flowers go into full blossom.

You smile, the faint blush on Lev’s cheeks going unnoticed. “Yeah. We should eat together more often.”

And so you did. Tomorrow, and the next day, and the next. The passage of time a trivial shadow beneath your budding happiness.

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Vienna, Austria. January 2022.

“You work in a symphony?! Senpai’s job is super cool!”

Under the amber light of the cafe’s chandelier, you can’t help but feel a certain déjà vu at your current situation. Perhaps it’s the fact that you’re having tea with your high school underclassman, or maybe it’s simply the residue of your more recent wistful thinking.

Yet again, it still hasn’t registered into your mind how you’d miraculously manifested Lev into proximity just from your sheer yearning... You kind of feel selfish.

“It’s just a freelance job though, it’s probably not as impressive as being a model,” you say.

Lev crosses his arms huffily, and you worry if you’ve started to offend him. Until he opens his mouth again. “Modelling is suuuper embarassing. Sometimes, I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that ‘that’s my face!’ or ‘I made that pose with that other model’. The agency’s really harsh on the way I dress too—I mean, what’s wrong with wearing a shirt that says ‘HERBIVORE’ to go to Lawson’s?”

You stifle a giggle as he rambles on about “the time I had to cross-dress as a woman because the female model quit on the day of the shoot”. For someone who had grown up to be a lean, rather attractive figure, you can’t shake your head away from the thought that the 16-year old Haiba Lev is still stuck inside the body of a corporate slave. There’s a sense of relief that accompanies the feeling, and memories of your high school days slowly come into picture—

“One black tea and a latte for the lovely couple?” a kind-looking waiter gently sidles in between you, cutting Lev off from his rant, and you from your reflection.

Turning a vivid shade of crimson, you stutter, “O-oh... we are not—”

“Thank you,” Lev grins dashingly, enough to make your heart race and a few passers-by to stop in their tracks.

Once the waiter retreats back into the pantry, the man across you slowly leans forward to whisper endearingly. “My sister wants me to practice my English while I’m abroad. You think I got my message across, Senpai?”

“You did well, Haiba-kun.” There are a lot of things you want to ask him really. If he really knew the meaning behind the waiter’s sentence. Or if he realized he’d nearly pronounced ‘you’ with an extra ‘th’.

... Or why he’s pouring in a mound of sugar into your cup of tea.

“H-Haiba-kun, that order’s mine...”

“Hm? Yeah, I know,” he mutters, the soft clinking of the spoon against glass echoing in your head. “You like your stuff really sweet, right? Man, I used to be really worried the first few times we had tea together.”

That’s right, you gulp. The endless hours you’d spent together in the Orchestra Club room... he really did learn a lot of things about you that time, didn’t he? Although you had merely been friends, Lev had grown on you, as if he’d always been there from the start. And you wonder: what else does he remember about you?

“Ah, by the way,” Lev starts. “Are you still thinking about setting up that music store you wanted?”

“Of course,” you mumble. It was only a naïve dream was what you meant to say, but in the presence of such a captivating man, all the gears in your head seemed to... dislocate.

Lev smiles a simple smile. Boyish at best, but still enough to enrapture you into his lingering gaze.

“I’m glad.... I’m glad you haven’t given up. You know, the old L/N-senpai would’ve called it quits because you thought you weren’t good enough. But look at you now! Soon enough, you’ll be off to teach music to the world.”

Your heart is already doubling in size at his words. Any more and you’d probably explode... You’d lost it. You’ve lost all the capability to keep your heart in control, and now you are smiling like a maniac in front of the last person you wanted to see in this state.

But he only laughs. Youthful and full of color. Unchanging from all those years ago.

“Wahahaha! You finally smiled! We should celebrate, you know. Just a small holiday from all that hard work. Say... are you still going to be in Vienna in the weekend?”

“I’m free on those days. But what’s all this about?”

Hiding his bashful smirk behind his cup of coffee, Lev murmurs. “We have some catching up to do, don’t we—Uwaah! Hot!”

Unchanging indeed, you shake your head, calling over the waiter for an extra set of napkins.

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Tokyo, Japan. February 2013.

There is a tea party set stashed between the two cardboard boxes filled with sheet music and spare melodicas. They’ve been left behind by your graduated seniors, who insisted that tea, “as the prime component to a good host”, was to be kept in the club room at all times, case there were any visiting guests.

...Of course, such things never happened. And you always ended up drinking the tea by yourselves. But even with the departure of your beloved seniors, you can never shake off the habit of drinking and restocking the supplies whenever required.

So you wonder if you should really be thanking your tea-loving upperclassmen for the free beverages.

“That’s a lot of sugar!” Lev gasps in awe, the emeralds in his eyes twisting and shining with the cascade of crystals falling into your cup of tea. “I bet you have a lot of cavities in your mouth, Senpai.”

“I brush my teeth very well so I don’t think anything like that’s every happened to me,” you say, irritably trying to ignore the tactless comment from your starry-eyed underclassman. “It’s been a while since you’ve been in my club room, hasn’t it? I’m glad you didn’t get lost trying to get here.”

He grumbles, crossing his arms in faux-anger. “Geez! I won’t get lost like that so easily! Besides...”

Lev takes a moment to drink in the warmth of the club room’s solace. The grand piano in the corner. The orange light streaming through the open curtains. Your curious face, like something out of a fairytale book.

“This place is full of good memories, isn’t it? I don’t think I’ll ever forget something like that.”

You chuckle at his monologue. “You sound like my grandfather, Haiba-kun.”

Lev’s face warps into something reminiscent of a prune.

“Senpai, we’re only two years apart!” he fumes. “You didn’t invite me here just to crush my self-esteem, right?! C-Come on, aren’t you going to show me the audition piece you wanted me to hear?”

There is a burning urge inside of you that’s telling you to “pull at his leg just a little more...”, but nevertheless, the artist within you says to keep your audience at bay. And so, the curtains open and your fingers dance on familiar keys.

You’ve played for him before. Songs like ‘Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy’ or ‘Ma Mère L’oye’. Songs that you love, much like the one you’re performing for him right now. But you’re shaking in your seat. Wondering, anticipating, fearing.

He’s staring so much, you bite your lip, trying to avert your focus from Lev’s unbreakable gaze.

A single spectator wracks your brain even more than a theatre full of different kinds people—enthusiasts, university scouts, onlookers. But in your dismal, little club room, there is only your underclassman. Someone who knows nothing of music, but lacks so much knowledge that you know any of his critique would come from honesty alone.

...Why do you care so much about one person’s opinion?

You don’t realize how long you’ve been pondering until your train of thought is abruptly thwarted by the end of your song. You finish on a satisfying note and your endearing onlooker suddenly springs on his feet to shower you in applause.

“What the heck—that was so cool! I’ve never seen anyone play like that before!” Lev stumbles, everything and anything he’d planned to say pouring out as a blubbering mess as your face grows hotter from the attention. “Senpai, you’ll definitely pass the audition if you play just like that.”

“Y-You really think so?” he’s probably just being nice, you think. But for a spare moment, could you simply imagine that he means every word?

“I know so!” he smiles, the palpitations in your chest growing intense by the second. “You just have to keep going, won’t you?”

Even if you’re not brave enough to believe it, you want to believe that there’s a single Haiba Lev in this unyielding universe who believes that you, a mere side character who wishes for more, can and will.

You feel invincible.

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Vienna, Austria. January 2022.

Did you know that swans mate for life? As a symbol of love and affection, they’re widely known to curve their necks together in a shape of a heart when courting. A form of elegance at its finest... until they start hissing.

“They’re so big! Senpai, come take a look at the swans!”

Folding the brochure into a tiny square, you return to your companion’s side, peering over the railings of the bridge to catch a glimpse of the thrush of white feathers down below.

You gulp. They are much larger than you expected.

“They’re surprisingly loud, aren’t they?” you mutter, watching a cygnet waddle its way out of the water onto the banks of the canal. You didn’t want to say, but it slightly reminded you of Lev the first time he’d waddled his way into the the Orchestra Club room.

With the constant squawking of the swans, the both of you find yourself in silence. For you, at least, the past two days viewing all sorts of Austrian sights with Lev had been strangely more gratifying than you’d fathomed. Lev, who’d been as excitable as he’d always been, breathes in peace, plumes of white forming from his mouth.

“This weekend’s been nice, hasn’t it?” you break the silence, observing the smooth junctures of his face. Lev turns to you slowly, his voice squeezing out.

“Don’t say that.”

Your blood freezes. “What?”

“Saying things like that...” Lev sighs wilfully and turns back to the view of the canal. He frowns. “I don’t want to think that this weekend is going to be over soon.”

You want to cry out. Me too. Me too, me too, me too. Your entire body is so full of butterflies you want to double over and pass out. But he continues.

“Travelling and talking with you is so fun, I never want it to end... It’s kind of embarrassing,” he says, eyes sparkling. “D-Do you think so too? Am I a selfish person for thinking that?”

You shake your head. “It’s not embarrassing, Haiba-kun. I—”

Are you red? Are you blushing? Your face feels so hot, you can’t even finish your sentence. He’s so close. So close to you. You want to be reliable, you want to reply, but you can’t. Under his bewitching gaze, you’ve fallen so deep.

When Lev opens his mouth again, it’s like everything around you—the bridge, the people, the swans have entirely vanished. “L/N-senpai, c-can I tell you something? Something I wanted to tell you for a long time.”

Eh?

“I’ve always liked you, Senpai. I really, really like you.”

Blank. Your mind goes blank, even when you whisper a small, “Really?”

You’re happy, you’re so happy you want to jump and shout to the world that you love him. Awfully. Dearly. It’s all like a train had crashed into you headfirst, and you can’t settle on a proper response before the floodgates burst open.

“Wh-Whoa! Don’t cry!” he flails his arms in panic as more tears dribble down your cheeks. “Geez, Senpai, at least reply to me first...”

“Sorry. I’m sorry,” you laugh, wiping your eyes with the edges of your scarf. “I’m just so happy, I didn’t know how to react.”

Lev’s chest inflates for a moment before he lunges forward to encapsulate you in his embrace. Between the persistent layers of clothing, the beating of his heart resonates deeply against your face. It’s quick and lively, warm enough to remind you of the swirled feelings that you harbor for one another.

“Oh, thank god...” Lev grins, burying his face in your shoulder. “You feel the same way...”

Humming calmly into his ear, you revel in the closure. “I really, really like you too, Haiba-kun.”

And none of you lets go—save for when a swan makes its way up to the bridge to peck at Lev’s boots.

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Tokyo, Japan. March 2023.

“... Lev, wake up.”

Feeling a slight nudge on his cheek, Lev tethers over opening his eyes to wonder at your beautiful smile or bury his face even deeper into the sheets.

It’s not like he didn’t favor you, but as of now, the comforts of your shared bed was more important. And thus, Haiba Lev, age 26, shrouds himself under the plush duvet and focuses himself on the sweet dream he was having about you.

“Lev, I know you can hear me...” he hears you sigh, long and airy, just enough to lull him back to sleep. “You have a fitting today, don’t you? You’re going to trouble Matsuyo-san and Alisa-nee if you arrive late.”

Isn’t that on Thursday? Actually... what day is it today? He isn’t very good with dates and formalities—that’s why he considers himself lucky to have you! A cute lover to bring him back to land during the day, and to shower with love and to cuddle with during the evening.

Yawning widely, Lev owlishly wrenches his eyes open, the crystalline sunlight from the bedroom window illuminating your face like a halo.... and was that his shirt you were wearing?

Lucky me~ he grins goofily.

Pressing his lips together, Lev pulls you by the wrist and before you can avoid the sudden attack, you’ve collapsed once more into a tangled mess of limbs and crooked sheets, with your boyfriend’s arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

“Let’s just stay in bed today, Y/N-san~” he slurs, nuzzling closer to you. How catlike, you think. “I want to be lovey-dovey and kissy-kissy again...”

He yawns again, a few stray tresses of silver falling over his face. As if he wasn’t as attractive every hour of the day, you really have learned how to take control of your extreme heart palpitations around him.

Your adorable younger boyfriend, ah... he really is your weakness, isn’t he?

“I’m really sorry, but I have to open up the shop soon,” you reluctantly peel yourself away from him, eliciting a small whimper from the Leviathan in your bed. “I’ll make it up to you when I finish teaching my evening lessons and when you come home, okay?”

Stubborn as a goat, Lev grumbles. “I’ll come back early, you know. Can you not do your evening lessons today?”

“Hm? Why not?” your raised eyebrow is cynical, but is juxtaposed by the gentle strokes of your palm on the crown of his head.

As much as Lev loves you (he does, he really does!), it’s rather annoying when he can’t tell if you’re seriously being oblivious or simply teasing him. He hopes for neither, but in his case, you’re an addict to his gags and without a doubt, you’re definitely messing with him right now.

“Those damn brats... I don’t like the way they stare you up during your classes.”

You laugh, raucously. And Lev considers leaving you to catch a break from the constant jeering. When you finally pipe down, you shift closer to him and press your head onto his bare chest.

“Lev, they’re nine. How else are they going to learn to play if they don’t watch me do it first?” you chuckle. “You shouldn’t worry so much about me. You should be worrying about that fitting you have in a few hours.”

“Geez, fine,” he groans. “A kiss before I shower?”

You know exactly where this is going. “Just one.”

Lighting up like a Christmas tree, Lev makes quick work of his hands and tenderly cup your cheek before placing a timid kiss on your lips.

No morning breath, you notice. As expected of a professional model.

“One more...” he whispers, swooping down on your lips once again.

Two, three and maybe seven kisses later, Lev has you caged between his arms, his looming figure propped proudly over you as he continues to pepper you with affection. The moment he starts to lap up your bottom lip, you know you’re not going anywhere anytime soon.

“It’s so early, Y/N-san,” he mumbles, pleading eyes making your heart turn to jelly. “We have a few more hours before we really have to go, don’t we? So... in the meantime...?”

Sighing, you can only turn a deep red—he really has you around his finger, doesn’t he? Oh well. You suppose it won’t hurt to push back your morning lessons for a few minutes, right?

[todoroki-waifu]

ayoo! I saw that requests were open so here I am! Anyways can I requests that there's a fem reader that is best friends with todoroki and he's dating (anyone) and one day when class 1a is chilling in the living room having a movie night and a kid from the future time travel there and everyone is confused asf and sooner or later it comes out that the child was todoroki's and the readers child and everyone's like damn cuz yk he has a whole s/o next to him LMFAOSJJ IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO CONFUSUNG😭😭

I’m so sorry this is so late! 😢 Thank you so much for your request! And it wasn’t confusing. This was an interesting one. If I did misinterpret it wrong, I’m sorry! Lol hope you like it ^^ 

Note:  __(u/s) will stand for unknown/unnamed significant other for Todoroki.

Todoroki x F! Reader (kind of?)

Word Count: 1,987

Genre: Angst, slight fluff, sci-fi, maybe a little fantasy? (whatever time travel would fall under)

Warnings: Female reader and Todoroki with a gender neutral s/o.

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Midoriya, Iida, Todoroki, __(u/s), and Jirou were preparing snacks for class 1a's weekly movie night. Iida, Midoriya, and Jirou were the first to leave the kitchen, bringing with them cups, beverages, napkins, straws, and disposable plates. While Todoroki finishes up placing a variety of chips into different bowls, he looks over at his __(u/s).

He smiles fondly at them, walking over to his partner and wrapping his arms around them.

"Need any help?"

"T-todoroki-kun! You scared me." __(u/s) was concentrated on microwaving the popcorn at the correct temperature, afraid of triggering the fire alarm.

"Really? Am I that frightening?" He pouts slightly.

"Not at all! I guess my mind was elsewhere. I wanted to make sure that I didn't burn the popcorn." __(u/s) laughed sheepishly before pecking his cheek.

Both heads turn towards the kitchen entrance when they hear the sound of steps entering.

"Relax! Just me." You saw their slightly stiffened look. They were a fairly new couple so they were still getting used to showing their affection in front of other people. Todoroki and his partner were only comfortable around you, being that you're his best friend.

You've known him for a while and have been there for almost an entirety of his childhood and up to now. He still has yet to tell his significant other about his past, the poor boy afraid of scaring his current lover. 

Well, he'll tell them some day. Just not right now. But that was how much Todoroki trusted you.

He was also so grateful that __(u/s) was comfortable around you. __(u/s) knew of his and your relationship and although they were a bit weary of you in the beginning, they ended up loving you later on. You proved that you retained no feelings for the half and half student and that you had the same intentions as the rest of class 1a. Which was to be his loyal and supportive friend.

"Didn't mean to interrupt. Mina and Toru wanted some ice cream." You quickly went to the freezing, grabbing two tubs of the frozen dessert along with two huge spoons.

"Don't take too long, bestie. I want to get some cuddles with __(u/s), too." You joked as you walked out to the common area.

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Midoriya saw you approaching the group and was the first to assist you.

"Here, let me get that." He grabs the two cold containers, placing it on the table. "Who wants which flavors?"

He calls out to the gang while a few responded back and you helped the All Might fanatic. Once you finish passing out the bowls, Todoroki and his partner come out with a few salty snacks to add to the menu.

You sat in between Midoriya and __(u/s) on the floor with a plate full of assorted goods. Todoroki and __(u/s) share a bowl of chips and ice cream, the couple feeding each other occasionally. You smile at your best friend, so happy for him.

Although you were a bit jealous that he found love before you. You felt like a third wheel whenever both of them would ask you to hang out.

Oh well. Romance will come whenever the time is right. Besides, you weren't that focused on relationships nor did you really have anyone in particular that you liked.

Your thoughts refocused on the blaring music coming from the TV, indicating the start of the movie. You excused yourself after a while, heading to the kitchen to grab some more water bottles for yourself and for a few.

When you reach the kitchen door, a small swirl of blue energy blocks your way. You watch as the ball of energy expand and white electrifying rays spread from the center. Before you could react, the energized orb immediately explodes, the blast causing you to fall onto your bottom. Not only did you feel the force push you back, but you felt a sudden weight holding you down.

"__(y/n)! Are you okay?" Midoriya and Bakugou are the first to respond to the blast with Todoroki not too far behind them.

"Y-yeah, I think so?" You replied, carefully sitting up. You look down at the weight on your lap, noticing it to be a small child with ___(hair color) hair and a single streak of white and red. When they peer up, you see dark grey and light blue eyes staring back at you.

"Mommy?" The child blinked up at you then smiled brightly. "Mommy! I found you!"

"M-m-mommy!?" You screeched out, feeling the little one embrace you tightly.

"You're a mother?" Uraraka chimed in.

"I didn't know I was one!"

"Mommy, where did your big belly go? Did my little sister finally come out? Where is she? I want to meet her! I'm so excited to be a big sister!"

"Excuse me!? Little sister?"

"You had another baby?" Hagakure gasps loudly.

"How? I never got pregnant! I don't even have a boyfriend nor am I seeing anyone!" You answered her back then sighed loudly. "H-hey kid, ummm, first off, are you okay?" You wanted to make sure this tiny stranger wasn't injured.

"Yes, mommy! I'm okay."

"Alright, well, I hate to tell you this but I'm not your mom. But maybe I can find her for you?"

"What do you mean? Why do you say that? Of course you're my mom!" Her eyes begin to fill with tears.

"It's just kind of impossible. Listen, you said that I had a big belly and you were waiting for your little sister, but right now, I don't have that big belly. I didn't even know you were having a sibling."

"M-mommy, are you-you j-joking? It's not funny! Waah!" Your future daughter begins to cry loudly and you immediately hug her.

"Don't cry! Everything will be alright! We're going to find your mommy, okay?" You look around the room to your classmates, sending them a pleading look.

"Hey man, that's your brat." Bakugou stuffs his hands into his pocket, about to not involve himself in your little dilemma. He didn't have patience for children at the moment.

"Bakugou!" You scolded him. "She's not a brat. She's just lost and scared.  Take it easy on her. And if you want to be a hero, help me find the kid's parents. Isn't that what a hero is supposed to do?"

"I ain't no babysitter!"

"Dude, that's not manly at all! Let's help them out." Kirishima places a hand on his blonde friend's shoulder.

"Time travel!" Midoriya blurts out of nowhere. Once he receives his classmates' confused gazes, he finally begins to clarify. "I think she's really your daughter, __(y/n). She looks a lot like you and she seems really attached to you. She must've came here from the future when that blast happened. That's the only plausible explanation."

"I'm sorry that everything is confusing and scary right now, but I think I figured out what's going on." Midoriya squats beside you and your daughter, placing his hand on her back. Your daughter sniffles a couple times before looking at the green haired boy.

"Uncle Deku? How... how come you're so small?" She wipes her eyes while he could hear a few snickering in the background.

"Yes, well, I'm sure you're noticing that everyone is different. It's because-"

"Daddy!" Your daughter gasps loudly when she finally sees Todoroki. She jumps out from your arms and rushes to the dual quirk user, holding her tiny arms up to him. Todoroki blinks at the child, unsure of what to do.

"Huh? How come you're not holding mommy's hand?" She notices Todoroki's fingers linked with __(u/s).

"D-daddy?! You mean, Todoroki-kun is the father?" Midoriya shrieks at the reveal.

"W-what?" __(u/s) frowns deeply, slowly slipping their hand away from Todoroki. "You mean, you and __(y/n)? But I thought that... "

"Wait, no, that is impossible. She must have me mistaken for someone else. __(y/n) and I do not harbor any feelings for one another nor do we share any children together. Please believe me." Todoroki attempts to grab __(u/s)'s hands, but they back away quickly.

"Yeah! Shouto's right! We're only best friends. That's it. You know that. How can we have a kid together when we're not even a couple? He likes you; not me. I might be single, but I'm really not interested in anyone at the moment."

"Daddy, what is going on? I thought you love mommy?" Your poor daughter was unknowingly exacerbating the situation.

"I... I gotta go." __(u/s) starts to gather their things.

"Please, wait." Todoroki grabs their arm but they pull back suddenly.

"Don't, Todoroki. This is too much. I don't think I can continue this." He tries to plead with them to stay, but __(u/s) shakes their head. "Just, please leave me alone. And please don't contact me. Either of you." ___(u/s) eyes both you and Todoroki.

Your best friend watches sadly as __(u/s) leaves, the room being weighed down by the silent tension. It was only when Denki utters a word that brought back the noise.

"Damn... " The electric hero feels a sudden, sharp jab to his right side. He looks at the source to find Jirou glaring at him.

"Mommy? Daddy?" The little one blinks at Todoroki and then at you, uncertain of what just transpired. You knew your best friend needed space to himself for now so you decide that you would approach him later. Besides, you felt like you were responsible for his breakup. You felt too embarrassed to face him.

So instead, you focus on your little girl, gently grabbing her hand and pulling her to the side. Midoriya begins to explain to your daughter why things were so different and she slowly begins to understand.

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Todoroki walks outside of the dorm building, situating himself on the first few steps. His mind tortures him by replaying the scene where his relationship crumbles. He doesn't understand. What could he have done to preserve his romance with ___(u/s)?

But then his mind directs him to his future daughter. Todoroki was a bit angry, yes, but he couldn't blame the young child seeing that she came from a very different timeline. It honestly wasn't her fault.

Then who's fault was it? His? Yours?

No, it was no one's. If he was truly meant to be with you, why wasn't he jumping for joy? Because at this point in time, he was simply not attracted to you. He honestly didn't understand how you two formed a family together.

Then his mind wanders elsewhere.

Would being around you continue to ruin his future relationships? Would he truly be happy if you ended up being his lifetime partner? According to his future child, you two were going to have another one so that had to mean something.

But he didn't love you. 

Yes, he cared deeply for you and you both knew everything and anything about each other, but you and him had a different kind of bond.

Then the thought of sacrificing his friendship with you for the sake of his future relationships began to hurt his heart. But you'd understand, right? Todoroki wanted to find love eventually. He also did want to work everything out with __(u/s).

But would separating himself from you be the right answer? How would that affect the future? He felt so torn. He has a family with you in the future, but his heart does not yearn for you. And you don't love him back like that either.

Right?

As he thinks on his feelings for you, he goes back to when you two were children and when you first met. He remembers almost everything that you two shared together all the way up to the present. 

The arguments. The late night study sessions. The dangerous villain encounters. The hero internships. The cultural festival. The laughter.

Your warmth. Your kindness. Your smile.

His heart slowly starts to beat faster.

But he didn't love you, right?

[kodzumie-archived]

AAAA! DON'T APOLOGIZE FOR RAMBLING I LIKED IT!!

I'll send the ask about why I kin them later since I need to go for now!

Miu and Kokichi kinda yeah- I have abandonment issues and trust issues and some other stuff, you got that right! Some other characters too like I get angry easily like for example Kaito or Fuyuhiko, I fangirl a lot like Tsumugi and many other!

I promise Kaede, Chiaki, Komaru and some others are for wholesome reasons like Kaede loves to see other people smile, Chiaki plays games and is a sleepy bean and more!

Sorry if I wrote something wrong or I didn't understand your response aaa- English isn't really my first language- I speak two languages!

-🐍 anon~

Ahh, no worries, dear!! I’ll be happy to hear about your reasons when you return! If I remember right, I think it’s late for you right now?

So, if that’s the case, I hope you have a good rest and sweet dreams! But if I’m wrong, please excuse how embarrassing I am ehrhejdh—

But, waah—!! That’s truly an intruiging perception of kins, and I’d love to hear more details, hehe!

I love the aspect of fangirling like Tsumugi, I think that’s very adorable to imagine, gaahh..!

yOU HAVE MANY WHOLESOME KINS AND I TRULY LOVE THAT SO MUCH!!!

You’re such a wholesome person, wahh!! It makes me wanna hug you and smother you in affection, platonically, hehe!

Aah, don’t worry about writing things, dear! I’ll know what you mean, no worries! And besides, your english is remarkable! You’re so fluent, it’s absolutely amazing!!

You know two languages—?! aaAAH, THAT’S SO COOL!! WAAAH, YOU’RE SO TALENTED TO BE ABLE TO CONVERSE IN TWO LANGUAGES AKDHJE AND SO WELL, TOO!!

Aahh..!! You’re so awesome!!

[sirimirihiro]

Ok so I love your writing, I think I remember you doing 5 characters, and if you dont do x readers ignore this! Ok so, could I have headcanons for the Bakusquad(mina, baku, sero, kami, and kiri-) bringing their girlfriend to an amusement park cuz they know she loves amusment parks as a date? Thank you :DDDD

Waah, thank you for requesting again so quickly! And thank you for the compliment, too. I’m glad that you like that.

And it’s okay! I realize that not many here don’t do female reader, so that’s understandable. Hope that you enjoy reading these! Sorry that it took me this long ><

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Bakugō Katsuki:

- We all know how Bakugō can be when it comes to.. Well, almost anything. Grumpy and not exactly seeming all that excited as his s/o in the beginning.

- But when they once mentioned that it had been a while since they had been to a park because of studies and they were sort of missing it, he spark of inspiration hit. Even if his first response had been something in the sense of, " Hah! That’s stupid.

- I headcanon that he might be one of the richer one of his class. Have you seen this guy's house?! Might need a couple of weeks to pull it off, but Bakugō ends up taking them to an amusement park, even if it wasn’t a traditional invitation?

- " Just come one, idiot! You said that you wanted to go to one of these, right?! "

- Something in that sense. But anyway. Once that you both get inside, he’d probably want to go around of the whole park with you.

- Buys spicy snacks popcorn, likely. It’s popular to have flavored popcorn in Disneyland in Japan. Also, you only need to taunt him once, and he’d be ready to beat any booth here to get you whatever gift you could want.

- Different and more chaotic trip to a park they’ve been to, but one to be remembered.

Kirishima Eijirō:

- The sweetest person in the whole world I love him so, so, so much y'all don’t know-

- He's pretty excited when he heard that you liked amusement parks. It actually made him plan to spare up money do that the two of them could go together.

- If it’s a park that his s/o has been to before, he would love to go all out. Trying the rides that they liked the most, get the best food there - everything.

- Notices their eyes lingering a bit on that one cute plushie a bit long by the booth and of course he ended up getting it for you. He honestly loves to spoil his s/o a lot.

- Holds your hand the whole way around of the park, chatting and holding onto it tightly while on the rides. Even if you both weren’t afraid or if it was boiling hot, he’d keep them close.

- Really wants to see the fireworks show they do. They will not be disappointed with how utterly adorable that Kirishima can be when he is excited.

- Willing to follow them the whole way home. Even if they had said no, he’d still want to, since it has gotten so late that the sun had gone down for hours ago, without either of them realizing it till the last bound of fireworks had gone off.

- Being in an amusement park with Kirishima is a fun ride. Something the would be cherished for long. Exactly why they planned their next visit to be soon.

Kaminari Denki:

- You know that Kaminari knows all the good date spots. Amusement parks were one of those were if you went together, it was bound to end up being a romantic, cute day.

- He will actually beg them to get a set of animal ears when they pass one of the things at the front. He’s always seen couples do it and really wants to try 🥺

- Screams on the rides. His s/o almost thought that he had fazed out of reality when they came back down again. Luckily, he did manage to snap out of it before long.

- Please give him a hug afterwards. Denki really needs some reassurance after that last ride, with the loop in it.

- Wants to share an ice cream/milkshake with them. You know, one of those with a cute mascot theme that look so pretty. With one to share between the two. But, he definitely wants you to eat more of it.

- Takes his s/o up in one of the feris weels. Yes, I stand by that this man is both cheesy and romantic. You two watch the luminous park light up around of you, eyes sparkling over the long horizon.

- Yes, he did kiss them. And yes, Denki would without hesitation go on another day again with them if asked to.

Ashido Mina:

- You know how Mina is essentially one of the most energetic people in all of the class? Yeah, her reaction would be similar to how she would usually react. Peppy and full of excitement, to know that her s/o shares the same passion as her own in amusement parks.

- She,, She really wants to go to Sanrio world [Hello Kitty theme park] or Disneyland 🥺 please, do you know how happy that would make her?

- When the day did arrive, the both of you got there early, so that you both had lots of time to look around and try all kinds of different things. It also happened that there wasn’t that much people in line.

- Oh, you best believe that there is going to be selfies involved! Mina would want to take pictures of her s/o being cute and all kinds of sweets that the two would get together through of the visit.

- Screams and laughs during the rides, as well as holds them so tight so that they both wouldn’t be so afraid not that either of you were complaining about that.

- When the day ends and on the way home with the train, Mina finds herself snuggled up and resting her head against of her s/o's shoulder, tired from all of the adventures, dreaming of the future visits they’d have together.

Sero Hanta:

- Sero has never been the extreme fan of amusement parks. Yes, he did enjoy them and have fun with it. But it isn’t that he enjoys every part about the, though. Do you know how many people that there can get on a weekend or during vacation?

- That was why, when his s/o brought their love for it up one morning that they were walking together, that it had seemed to have hit him a little bit. That he might’ve been a little bit to hard on the idea of it.

- He suggested that the two of them should go when they were free at one point, which had finally seemed to be that day now! One where there wouldn’t be too many people that Wallis be there.

- Lets his s/o walk him through most of it, looking around and trying a ride here and there. For the bigger ones, he would maybe try one of them, even ending up having some fun, despite being a bit terrified.

- He has now also fallen in love with chocolate crepes that you could get from there, despite him usually being to healthy food. The ones that had cream and strawberries in them, with something that he would guess was caramel. They would have to pull him away from buying another one.

- The team-up they had with the laser shooting on that one ride was incredible. No virtual mutant stood a chance for the upcoming hero and his lover!

- Sero definitely has a new love for amusement parks, one which he shared by the one he loved so deeply. In the back of his mind, he’d be reminded to do this more often. For now, he just wanted to enjoy the day they had together.

[bpro-cardstories]

Kazuna Masunaga SSR

2019 ー Mysterious Morning [不思議な朝]

“ ......It’s a snow dome.”

『 Event: The Promised Christmas (19th - 26th December 2019) 』

Part 1

Kazuna: ‘........’ 

Kazuna: ‘Nnn…..cold….’ 

Kazuna: ‘........Oh…...It’s already this late…..? Did I fall asleep twice….? Fuwahh…..’ 

Kazuna: ‘......? Somehow, it’s strangely quiet….’ 

Kazuna: ‘Is everyone still asleep…..? They were tired after the live, so it’s not impossible. Though they should slowly wake up and get ready…..’ ______

Kazuna: ‘Good morning, Mikado, in a bit it will be noon. Are you fine not getting ready?’ 

Kazuna: ‘........Mikado?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh…. He’s not here.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Momo?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Hikaru? …...Tatsuhiro?’ 

Kazuna: ‘........Nobody’s here…..? Why……’ 

Kazuna: ‘Ah,….. right. Everyone has their solo works today…..’

Kazuna: ‘......I forgot, how weird. I’m kind of absent-minded….’  

Kazuna: ‘Eehm, I’m free until the evening, so….. I’m supposed to join up with everyone before the live broadcast’s rehearsal.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I still have time until then….. Perhaps I should prepare things in advance.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Uhm, my bag wasーー’ 

Before he can continue there is a loud noise. 

Kazuna: ‘Waah!?’ 

Kazuna: ‘What was that sound just now…… From the veranda maybe. What’s there…..’ 

ーKnock knockー

Kazuna: Eh, again……!?’ 

Kazuna: ‘True, it came from there?’

ーKnock knockー

Kazuna: Eh! It looks like the door is opened…..? It can’t be, a thief…..!?’ 

Kazuna: ‘......What should I do? Is there something I can use as a weaponーー’ 

Kazuna: ‘Ah…...Tatsuhiro, sorry, I’m going to borrow your roller…..! Alright…..!’ 

Kazuna: ‘Stop there!’ 

Goshi: ‘Uooh!?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh!?’

Goshi: ‘That’s dangerous…..! What are you swinging that thing around!?’ 

Kazuna: ‘G-Goshi…..!? What in the world are you doing here…..?’ 

Part 2

Goshi: ‘What are you doing? Isn’t that a roller for muscle training.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh. Because I thought that it’s a thief, I looked for something to use…..’ 

At his explanation, Goshi has to laugh. 

Goshi: ‘You tried to confront them with such a thing? You’re unexpectedly unreasonable.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Ahaha….. I wonder, should I buy a bat for crime prevention next time.’

Goshi: ‘Do that. Well, anyway, sorry for making you all nervous. MooNs asked me to go take a look at your condition.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh, they did?’ 

Goshi: ‘Yeah. This morning, no matter how many times they woke you up, you didn’t react. They’ve been wondering if you’re okay ever since they arrived at the location.’ 

Goshi: ‘It was incredibly urgent, so I rushed to see you.’ 

Kazuna: ‘So it was like that….. S-Sorry, okay?’ 

Goshi: ‘No….. But in fact, there was no response when the chime was ringing, same for the phone, so I got impatient as well.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I got a phone call? I didn’t notice at all.’ 

Goshi: ‘Thought so. That’s why I came from thereーー’ 

Kazuna: ‘W-Wait a minute. Goshi, you just came from the veranda, right? You didn’t possibly walk along the veranda!?’ 

Goshi: ‘Yeah. I thought countless times if I slip I'll die.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Die….. Why did you do such an unreasonable thing!?’ 

Goshi: ‘No, well, even if I’d fallen today, I thought how it would turn out. Did you take a look outside?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Outside?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Uwah, what amazing snow….!’ 

Goshi: ‘It’s heavily snowing since morning, and piled up tens of centimeters.’ 

Kazuna: ‘A-Amazing….. To have so much snow in Tokyo.’ 

Goshi: ‘Things like the biggest observation in history, or unheard of such heavy snow, so it says in the news.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Indeed, when it’s like this you can’t drive the car at all, and it seems like you can’t leave the mansion as well…..’ 

Kazuna: ‘Ah, the live broadcast…..! What should we do, with this snow? Even if we leave now, we may not make it on time…..’ 

Goshi: ‘If it’s that, don’t worry about it. The special program went by the board, you know. Because of this snow, every station changed to news programs.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I-I see…… That’s good to hear…..’ 

Kazuna: ‘Could it be, I also was contacted. I’ll have to check my phone.’ 

Goshi: ‘Yeah. But before that, the entrance.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh?’ 

Goshi: ‘Open it.’ ______

Kento: Oh, you two are still alive.’ 

Goshi: ‘Ah? What do you mean.’ 

Ryuji: ‘I’m glad. Kazu, you were safe.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Masunaga-san…..! I was so worried.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Sorry. It looks like I was in a deep sleep…. But, what is everyone doing here?’ 

Miroku: ‘We were also left behind at the mansion.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Left behind?’ 

Tsubasa: ‘That is right, to be hoー achoo.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘......I-I am sorry.’ 

Kazuna: ‘No, the hallway is cold. For now, come in, everyone.’ 

Part 3

Kazuna can’t stop getting surprised. A lot of weird things are happening…..

Kazuna: ‘The blackout is happening everywhere, so the traffic lights aren’t working as well….? I understand, that means you can’t go outside. Yesterday night was also a blackout, in addition to the already busy December, it’s terrible.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘I was able to confirm everyone’s safety but what happens from now on is completely uncertain.’ 

Ryuji: ‘If something happens, they will contact Tsubasa. Instead of being scattered, it’s better to be together, I think.’ 

Kazuna: ‘That’s true. Feel free to use anything in here, I don’t mind. Please feel at home, everyone.’ 

Kento: ‘Then, I shall accept your offer. Kazuna, can you light some relaxing aroma for me?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh?’ 

Ryuji: ‘How nice, please do so.’ 

Kazuna: ‘O-Okay. Then something like lavender and rose geraniumーー’

Kazuna: ‘Eh, Goshi and Miroku-kun, what are you doing?’ 

Miroku: ‘It’s a new training.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Amazing….. Springing and jumping…..’ 

Goshi: ‘It’s effective for the triceps.’ 

Miroku: ‘Fuu…..As expected of Kaneshiro-san, you remembered fast.’ 

Goshi: ‘Of course. Sumisora, you do it too.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Yes, I will!’ 

Kazuna: ‘Even Sumisora-san…..!?’ 

Kento: ‘Kazuna, your phone’s vibrating.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Ah, thanks.’ 

Kazuna: ‘......! It’s a JOIN message from MooNs. The confusion at the location seems to have calmed down considerably.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Here too, I just got a message! Thanks to Yuta-kun and Kitakado-san’s as well as the staff’s instructions, they seem to be able to meet the situation. Ah…..Akane-kun and the others too, it looks like there is no problem.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I see. Good to hear…..’ 

Ryuji: ‘......Eh? Kento, what are you doing?’ 

Kento: ‘No, there’s just a BluRay here that interests me.’ 

Miroku: ‘You do as you please, huh. Were you relieved when you heard Yuta-kun is safe?’ 

Kento: ‘Not really. In the first place, I wasn’t that worried about it. He’s the type who, even if stuck in the snow, makes a snowman at the spot and can play for hours.’ 

Kento: ‘More importantly, is this a Christmas movie? I’ve never seen this title before.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I wonder. Who borrowed it…..? Since we still have time, shall we watch it if it interests you?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Alright. And, play.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Waah….. The illuminations of the residential area are beautiful.’

Ryuji: ‘Yep, it has an American Christmas feeling. …..Fufu, Santa has come, huh. The children sure are in high spirits.’ 

Miroku: ‘Over there, it’s more common to spend Christmas with the family. So there are a lot more family movies than love stories. In Japan as well, there is the image of when children are small they spend Christmas with the family…. How is it with Masunaga-san’s family?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh? At home…. You’re right, it probably was like that.’ 

Kento: ‘Hm…..? Doesn’t the hero look like Momo?’

Kazuna: ‘Eh?’ 

Momotaro: ‘「It’s delicate glasswork…. However, why is it an apple for Christmas?」’

Kazuna: ‘True….! But, did he do such work?’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Eh, did you forget? It is a movie from last year, starring Momo-kun.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh? Starring…...Wait, in America…..?’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Yes.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I see….. If you say so and saw it, it seems to be like that….?’ 

Goshi: ‘Are you fine? You are weird today.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Hmm…..’ 

Momotaro: ‘「Everyone, are these the ornaments to decorate the tree with?」’

Ryuji: ‘Tree….. Ah, right!’ 

Ryuji: ‘There’s something I want to show everyone. Do you mind coming to our room for a bit?’ 

Part 4

Kazuna: ‘Wah,......Wow. It’s a mountain of presents.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘They are lined up under the tree, it looks like in the movie from earlier!’ 

Ryuji: ‘Tomo prepared one for everyone. I just looked at JOIN, should we don’t come today, then it’s fine to open them beforehand.’ 

Kento: ‘Hee, how smart of him. Hm….There are names written on the cards.’ 

Goshi: ‘Shingari, this is yours.’ 

Miroku: ‘Thank you very much. Ah, it’s a Mendako plush toy….. How cute.’ 

Goshi: ‘Mine is…… Isn’t this the Big Burger special sauce. You don’t get this one anymore. That guy, he has a good taste.’ 

Kento: ‘Eyelash serum and hair oil….. As expected of Tomo, he understands me.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘He even prepared something for me, that makes me happy.’ 

Kazuna: ‘................’ 

Ryuji: ‘Won’t you open yours, Kazu?’ 

Kazuna: ‘That’s not the case…… Rather, I feel bad.’ 

Ryuji: ‘Tomo wanted to that, so don’t think like that. Isn’t it fine? Here, he went out of his way to buy it, open it.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Yeah…..You’re right. Then…..’ ____

Kazuna: ‘Oh…..’ 

Miroku: ‘What was in there?’ 

Kazuna: ‘......It’s a snow dome.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Beautiful….. What delicate and artistic work.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Why did he…..?’ 

Ryuji: ‘Kazu? What are you this surprised for?’ 

Kazuna: ‘.......Yeah. Because this is….. It’s something I wanted from when I was small.’ 

Kazuna: ‘......My father bought it as a souvenir from his business trip. I received something different, and my big brother this snow dome.’ 

Kazuna: ‘The glittering sparkles in my brother’s hands looked so dazzling…. I was envious of him. I was soothed by the thought of when I get a bit bigger I will go buy a snow dome. And was looking forward to it…..’ 

Kazuna: ‘In the end, I didn’t get it at all. Well, I forgot about it until just now.’

Tsubasa: ‘So that is what happened….’ 

Goshi: ‘To get something like this as a present, it surely is surprising then.’ 

Ryuji: ‘Tomo, he has this miraculous side to him, hasn’t he. He casually realizes a wish you’ve never spoken about until now….’  

Ryuji: ‘Perhaps, he is Santa’s reincarnation?’ 

Miroku: ‘.....I can’t really imagine a beard wearing Kitakado-san.’ 

Goshi: ‘Haha…..’ 

Tsubasa: ‘Fufu.’ 

Kazuna: ‘....Hehe.’ 

Kento: ‘Stop it, Miroku. I’ll probably have to laugh if I imagine it.’

Ryuji: ‘Ahaha. Isn’t it fine, a bearded Tomo.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Fufu, I’m a bit interested in seeing it.’ 

Kazuna: ‘.....Oh? Who’s in the kitchen?’

Ryuji: ‘Eh? Aah, it’s about time, huh.’ 

Kazuna: ‘About time…. This smell, stew….?’ 

Kento: ‘Oh, don’t you like stew, Kazuna?’ 

Kazuna: ‘......No, that’s not it. It’s nostalgic somehow. When I was small, my mother made stew at Christmas. This smell is similar to back then….’ 

Miroku: ‘Similar? Isn’t it the same?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh…. No way, it can’t be.’ 

Tsubasa: ‘How about it. Why don’t you go there and take a look to understand?’

Kazuna: ‘Understand…..’ 

Kazuna: ‘......Impossible, could…. my mother be there?’ 

Kazuna: ‘......Hey.’ 

????: ‘Not yet. Just a bit longer, Kazunaーー’ 

Kazuna: ‘........!’ ______________

????: ‘......der…..’ 

Kazuna: ‘........Eh……’ 

Part 5

Hikaru: ‘.......derー, I said leader!’ 

Kazuna: ‘........!’ 

Hikaru: ‘Wah, he woke up!’ 

Momotaro: ‘Good morning, leader.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh,..... every-one…..?’ 

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah. Why are you so surprised.’ 

Mikado: ‘It’s slowly becoming noon. To oversleep at a time like this, it’s quite rare for you, leader.’ 

Momotaro: ‘Even though there’s still time until the live broadcast, it’s better to wake up soon.’ 

Kazuna: ‘The live broadcast……. But, the snow.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Oh? It’s not snowing…..’ 

Tatsuhiro: ‘No matter how you look at it, it’s sunny.’ 

Hikaru: ‘Ahaha, are you half asleep?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Half asleep…..’ 

Kazuna: ‘......I see it was a dream. Something was weird I thought.’ 

Hikaru: ‘Hmm? Leader, are you okay?’

Kazuna: ‘Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for waking me up. Did I perhaps made you worried?’ 

Tatsuhiro: ‘No, we just thought how rare it was. Well, you must be tired from the past days.’ 

Hikaru: ‘Truth is, you could have continued to sleep. Though because it’s Christmas, I want to eat together with everyone~ I thought.’ 

Mikado: ‘That’s right! And, Momotasu made stew for us.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Aah….. That’s why the nice smell.’ 

Momotasu: ‘Because it’s cold today. It surely will warm your body.’ 

Kazuna: ‘Haha…..I see. Thanks, Momo.’ 

Hikaru: ‘Ah, right! Leader, were you able to receive the snow dome?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Eh?’ 

Hikaru: ‘In your sleep-talking, you said I want it~, that’s why I’m curious about it.’ 

Kazuna: ‘I-I did?’ 

Momotaro: ‘Yeah. We couldn’t clearly hear it but you said something like that.’ 

Kazuna: ‘You were surprised, you laughed, made a sad face…. You looked busy somehow.’

Hikaru: ‘But in the end he gently laughed, right?’ 

Mikado: ‘Yeah, it was a really happy face. What in the world did you dream about?’ 

Their talk makes him speechless for a second. It sounds too absurd to be true. 

Kazuna: ‘..................’ 

Kazuna: ‘Hmー......I forgot.’

Hikaru: ‘Ehー!? Even though you just woke up!? I’m getting worried……!’

Kazuna: ‘Ahaha, sorry.’ 

Tatsuhiro: ‘Well, it’s like that with dreams.’ 

Mikado: ‘But I’m curious. Was it a good dream?’ 

Kazuna: ‘Fufu, I wonder. More importantly, that’s a really nice smell. I will also help to set the table.’

END

[argeriant18]

She Loves You (Ludwig Beilschmidt [Hetalia Germany] x Reader)

PREVIOUSLY:

[Y/N] and Ludwig hasn't been talking to each other lately and Adrian has another plan on her sleeve.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

PRESENT:

"Adrian, don't you dare go to him." [Y/N] glared at her.

"Go to who? Who's him?" Adrian raised an eyebrow.

"Ludwig. Don't go to Ludwig." [Y/N] sighed.

"I'm going to Francis--" Adrian cut her sentence short. "You know what? Forget it, I'm just gonna go to Alfreeee--Nope!"

She crashed on the couch.

"I have nowhere to go except to General's." Adrian look at [Y/N] pleadingly. "Please."

"Fine, but don't tell him about all the things I tell you about him." [Y/N] finally gave in.

"Sir, yes, sir!" Adrian gave her a salute and a bow before she went out the door.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

"General, I'm—" Adrian stopped short when she opened the door to the German's house.

"What just happened?" She asked, as she looked around the place. It was untidy and it's just plain weird to see it.

She carefully stepped inside, avoiding the mess it's like if she touched it she'll get burned.

Adrian managed to get through it and she stopped right in front of Ludwig's room.

Adrian took a deep breath before she knocked on his door.

"Sir." Adrian said. "This is Adrian, reporting for duty."

Silence

"Can I come in, sir?" She asked softly and she was soon replied with a muffled grunt.

She slowly opened the door and saw that Ludwig was on the bed. He had his eyes closed and his hair was really messy.

"General?" Adrian asked as she started to approach him cautiously as if he was a wild animal.

"Adrian," Ludwig suddenly said. "What have I done wrong?"

She fell silent for a while.

"I don't know, what did you do?" Adrian replied with a poker face.

Ludwig sat up and glared at her.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He most barked at her. "Is that how you talk to your General?"

Adrian shrugged. "Depends."

"Look, General." She sighed. "Why don't we talk about it? You'd be surprised about what I have to tell you."

Adrian went out of his room after she told him that she'll hang around the living room with Gilbert's guitar.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Ludwig went out of his room, he almost looked like his old self again.

He walked into the living room to see Adrian strumming the guitar and playing the tune of the song "Bad Boy" by The Beatles.

"You're improving." Ludwig commented as he sat down beside her.

"Thanks." Adrian smiled at him and stopped playing for a while.

"What did you have to tell me?" Ludwig asked.

"Oh," He saw her face fall at her sudden realization.

"I was told not to say anything and now I'm in a tight situation. Help!" Adrian thought.

"Uhhhh..." She stuttered before she gave a sigh and just decided to convey what she wanted to say through the use of music.

Adrian's eyes lit up when an idea popped in her head. Her mind set to her goal, she started to play the guitar.

"She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah" Adrian sang with a sly smirk on her face.

"She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah"

Ludwig looked at her and gave a little chuckle. This kid never ceases to amaze him every single time.

"She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah" Adrian stood up from the couch and proceeded to go in the middle of the living room and made it look like it was a stage and that she was the artist that was doing a concert.

"You think you've lost your love" She sang loudly and pointed an accusing finger at Ludwig.

"Well, I saw her yesterday-yi-yay" Adrian smirked and pointed at herself proudly which made the blonde German chuckle at her antics.

"It's you she's thinking of

And she told me what to say-yi-yay"

"Oh, really?" Ludwig rose an eyebrow at her with a small smile tugging at his lips. "And what is it?"

"She says she loves you

And you know that can't be bad" Adrian sang out but she saw that he was hesitating on believing what she just said.

"Yes, she loves you

And you know you should be glad" She rolled her eyes at him as if saying "Just because I am singing, it doesn't mean that I am not telling the truth".

"She said you hurt her so

She almost lost her mind" Adrian looked at him boredly.

"And now she says she knows

You're not the hurting kind" She smiled at him, but he shot her a questionable look as if saying "Are you serious?"

Adrian scrunched up her face and stuck out her tongue as if saying "I'm not just serious. I AM SIRIUSLY SIRIUS."

"She says she loves you

And you know that can't be bad" She sang. "Right?"

"Yes, she loves you" Adrian repeated. "Yes, she does. Just believe me already."

"And you know you should be glad

Oo, she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah

She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah

With a love like that

You know you should be glad"

Ludwig thought well and hard about what Adrian was saying.

"You know it's up to you

I think it's only fair" Adrian sang as she eyes him in an accusing manner.

"Pride can hurt you too

Apologize to her" She gave him a small sympathetic smile and a little shrug.

"Because she loves you

And you know that can't be bad

Yes, she loves you

And you know you should be glad" Adrian continued singing as his mind slowly stepped into the light, realization.

"Oo, she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah

She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah

With a love like that

You know you should be glad" She sang enthusiastically.

"She's right, you know?" Ludwig thought and a smile made it's way into his face.

"With a love like that

You know you should be glad"

"I have an idea." He thought as he tweaked some finishing touches of his plan in his head.

"With a love like that

You know you should be glad

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"

And with one last strum, Adrian ended the song.

"Now, did you understand anything?" She asked. "She really loves you, you know? You should be really thankful or happy or whatever good emotions you should be feeling!"

Adrian crashed on the couch and softly strummed the guitar in the tune of "Truth" by Bamboo.

"I am. Thanks for telling me." Ludwig said and he stood up from his seat when he finally made up his mind. "And you are coming with me."

Adrian stopped playing. "Huh? Me? What?"

"Come on." He grabbed her wrist and dragged her out of the house.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

"I hope she didn't tell him." [Y/N] sighed and looked at Reese.

"That depends. Adrian is really unpredictable. I know that she's really good at keeping secrets but she would risk it for a greater good." Reese replied. "Don't worry, she usually makes really wise decisions."

"Usually?" A voice said in disbelief.

The two girls turned their head at the source of the voice only to see Adrian and Ludwig.

"She's right, you know?" Ludwig commented. "It's not a really big deal, you're still learning."

"I know, I just wanted to--waah!!" Adrian was pulled away from Ludwig by Reese.

"We have to talk." Reese said and they went to who-knows-where.

[Y/N] took a deep breath. "Thanks for taking Adrian back here. She's staying here for a while."

"Oh," Ludwig nodded. "So, how are you?"

"Good, you?" [Y/N] asked.

"He's a wreck! As in a wreck!" Adrian yelled from somewhere.

"Adrian! Shut up!" Reese's voice was heard and then there was a smack!.

"I better check on those two." [Y/N] sighed and was ready to find the two girls when Adrian yelled out that she was alright.

"Uh, Adrian?" Ludwig called out. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Adrian's voice could be heard in a singsong manner.

Ludwig heaved a sigh.

"Continue with your blossoming romance or else I'll recite the balcony scene from 'Romeo and Juliet'!" Adrian yelled.

"Don't! You've been reciting that since last night just because there was a full moon!" [Y/N] said exasperatedly.

"You were bothering her with a balcony scene from 'Romeo and Juliet'?" Ludwig asked, surprised. "Adrian, you are going to take 10 laps tomorrow!"

"Ludwig, don't be too hard on her." [Y/N] laid a hand on his arm.

He sighed before he looked directly into her eyes.

This is the right moment - the perfect moment.

So he took action.

"[Y/N]," Ludwig said, barely above a whisper. "I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry for whatever it is I did."

[Y/N] gave a small smile and nodded a little. "I forgive you."

Ludwig heaved out a sigh of relief.

"But it took me a long time, you know?" [Y/N] giggled and he smiled as the sound reached his ears.

"KIIIIISSSSSSSSSSS!!!!" They both heard Reese yell out.

"NOOOOOOO!!! MY EYYYYEEEESSSSSS!!! HAVE MERCCCCCCYYYYY!!!!!" Adrian yelled back in response which made the couple laugh.

"She's seriously not a fan of romance." [Y/N] said with a big smile on her face.

"Yep, she isn't. She's been begging me to tell her war time stories." Ludwig chuckled.

"Don't." [Y/N] warned. "Maybe she'll get nightmares."

"I know. That's why I'm not telling her." Lugwig said.[Y/N] smiled.

"Sooo. . ."

"Sooo what?" He asked with a smile on his face.

"Oh, come here." [Y/N] pulled him to her and they both shared a loving kiss.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

The End

[imaginecoderealize]

Could we perhaps get hcs for the main cast (+ finis and Sholmes) as to what they would do with a s/o on valentines day? (I have ordered release date delivery for Wintertide Miracles and have asserted that Van Helsing is going to be my valentine)

Valentines headcanons!

First, I am terribly sorry for the tardiness of my response! It is completely mod Apostle’s fault, and she humbly asks for forgiveness. I was away at a convention this weekend and underestimated how little time I would have before I left. Love doesn’t go out of date, I hope??

Mod Nautilus offers sweet love notes, while Mod Apostle’s are ficlets based on a theme of being separated on Valentine’s Day... with happy endings!

We hope you enjoy! We’ll see you again around the beginning of March! Until then have fun with Wintertide Miracles! ❄️

They are behind the cut for length....

LUPIN:

“I’m so glad you accepted my Valentine’s Day invitation, mon trésor! You look so excited, have you been wondering what sorts of adventures I have in store for you? Haha, calm down, calm down! There will be many surprises for the two of us.

Hmm… how does an invitation to a masque sound? I find that nobles are much more fun when they’re masked, it gives us glimpses of the true selves that they usually hide behind their reputations.

Ahaha, what’s with that expression? You want to know if I have something mischievous up my sleeve? My dear, who do you think you’re speaking with? Oh, but please don’t worry. Tonight, all eyes will be on you, and only you.”

****

Lupin planned for the day for weeks. He made all his lover’s favorite treats, made reservations at her favorite restaurant and bought romantic gifts. So when the day came and his lover needed to be away from home on Valentine’s Day, he was supremely disappointed. He didn’t want to make her feel bad, so he hid his feelings and told her they would celebrate when she come back, but Arsene Lupin, Gentleman Thief, couldn’t let his lover be alone on Valentines Day!

He saw her off with a kiss and a smile, asked Impey to use the ornithopter, loaded it up with all of his gifts, and headed to her destination. A little breaking and entering later, he snuck into her room...

He lit his rose-scented candles, put his champagne on a tray by the bed, donned his new red silk robe and arranged himself seductively on the bed to wait.

He heard the door open a few minutes later. His lover took in the sight of Lupin’s roguish grin, temptingly open robe, and champagne and laughed with relief, “I knew I could count on you.”

Lupin was confused for a moment, but then his lover took off her coat...

The gift he bought for her- the very one he couldn’t find that morning- adorned her body most enticingly.

“Were you looking for this?” she said with a giggle, “I didn’t think you bought it for yourself...” she looked a little ashamed,  “I am sorry... but... I hoped you would come. I would have felt silly wearing this to return to an empty room.”

Lupin gave his most winning grin, “Never fear, my dear. I would never allow my lover to sleep alone on Valentine’s Day.” he said warmly, and kissed her until she melted in his arms.

........

VAN:

“I’m glad you could make it. Hm? Why do I…? No, I’m not unhappy to see you, you should know better than that. I just had planned to cook a nice dinner for the two of us, but Lupin and the others… it turns out that they made dinner reservations for us.

… It’s at the Reform Club, one of the most exclusive locations in all of London. Lupin said that the Count had to go to a lot of trouble to get us access. I don’t know why they went to all of that trouble, I wanted to… hm? You look rather happy. What, you want me to relax tonight? Heh… I always have trouble saying no to that smile of yours. All right, then. But don’t worry, later on I’ll be sure to spoil you.

At that time… would you prefer chocolate or vanilla?”

****

Van hated to see the disappointment on his lover’s face when he told her he would need to travel on Valentine’s Day, but he could not shirk his duties to Delacroix. They shared a tearful kiss at the door before he left, and he promised to celebrate as soon as he came back, but he knew it wasn’t the same. He had forgotten such sentiment for a long time, but now even he recognized the importance of observing traditions together.

He finished his duties for the day and brooded over his lover being alone... it was wrong. No, he couldn’t let this happen. What kind of lover would he be to do something like that? He stood up.

“Hey, Helsing! Why are you making that face? Don’t tell me you and your sweetie are fighting again!”

He glared at the young king, “We don’t fight...”

“Well you must be if you’re here on Valentine’s Day looking like that! Or did you forget?!” he looked horrified.

Van berated himself silently, even the child king knew it was wrong to leave a lover on Valentine’s Day, “I didn’t forget. It was my duty to be here.” he muttered, “But now I—

“Don’t be stupid, Helsing. Go right now! Take the automobile. Maybe you can still make it back before midnight!”

...

His watch read 11:55pm when he squealed up the driveway. He vaulted out of the car and crashed through the door.

His lover ran out of the living room in a white cotton gown, hair loose around her shoulders. He felt starved of the sight, though he had only been gone for two days. He pulled her in his arms and kissed her until they were both breathless.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.” he said between kisses, “I am... sorry...” he kissed her again, “to have left...” he lifted her in his arms and held her tightly against his chest, “Tell me, “ he undid the ribbons on her delicate gown, and kissed her throat. She made a little sigh of pleasure, “Tell me how I can make it up to you...”

She whispered her desire in his ear.

He felt his face warm at her suggestion, and smiled back at her. If that was his penance, perhaps he should misbehave more often.

......

FRAN:  

“Oh, you’re here! I’m so glad. The tests had gone well, but Sisi has a mind of his own at times… I wasn’t sure he’d follow the scent to deliver your invitation. Huh, the costume? Y-Yes, I put it together… I’m glad you thought it was cute.

Ah, I hope you like the flowers! I know roses are traditional, but I just couldn’t decide… so I also got you a daisy bouquet and a tulip bouquet. I thought they’d make a nice backdrop. I made some sandwiches for us, they aren’t fancy but I asked for Impey’s help so they should be delicious.

E-Eh? Feed me? Haha, that’s really… really cute of you. All right, but only if I can do the same. Hehe, okay, now… say ‘ahhh’!”

****

Fran hated that he needed to be away from home on Valentine’s Day, but he knew the conference was too important to miss. His lover encouraged him vigorously to go, but he still felt guilty about leaving.

Which is how he found himself coming home with the basket of kittens.

He often worked late or needed to attend lectures. He hated to think of his lover all alone and hoped the kittens would keep her company.

A tiny paw darted out and grabbed his finger.

“Ow!” he yelped, nearly dropping the basket.

The rest of the kittens joined the game and leapt out of the basket to climb up his chest and up to his shoulders, knocking his glasses askew and getting tangled in his hair while he yelped from being scratched with their sharp little claws. He desperately tried to get them to go back in the basket.... just as his lover opened the door to the house to see him covered with kittens.

She stared at him for a moment. A bemused expression on her face, and burst out laughing.

“Happy Valentine— Woah...!” Fran cried as his lover pulled him into her arms, kittens and all. Half the kittens leapt from his shoulder to hers. One still dangled from his coat.

She kissed him, “Welcome home... all of you!” she said, still giggling, “I love you, and I love our new family members.”

.....

IMPEY:

“Okay, my cute little engine, get ready to take my honey and I on the best Valentine’s Day date ever! I thought this would be fun, you know? Taking a nice drive out into the countryside. The sun is just beginning to dip, so we’ll be able to watch the sunset together and then…! Yes! Then we can go stargazing! Ahh, to see the stars reflected in my lover’s eyes, it’ll be like a dream!

Cold? Well, yeah, I guess it is February… but Mr. Impey thought of everything! Ta-daaaa! Check out these portable heating pads I made! Oh, don’t worry, I tested them a lot… got burned a lot, too, but hey! All’s well that ends well, right? E-Ehh… what’s with that expression… okay, okay! I have blankets, too! We’ll just have to scooch up real close-like together. … Ehehe, that might be even better. Waah, Impey, you’re a genius!

Hm? You saw me… working on the Ornithoper earlier? Yeah, I thought at first that a date above the clouds would be fun, but… I realized it would be too dangerous. Hahaha, not because of the Ornithoper, but because… honey, I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off of you tonight. Pulling over is much easier than maneuvering an emergency love landing! Ahaha, your blushing so cute! But, there’s no need to be embarrassed… tonight, the only one watching us will be the moon.

****

“I’ll be back as soon as I can!” Impey declared confidently when he left two days ago. But there he was with a busted engine helplessly waiting for the replacement for the broken part he needed to be delivered.

He felt unaccustomedly depressed. He couldn’t believe he was leaving his precious angel alone on this most important day. He knew she would understand. She was a smart and resilient girl. He would make it up to her at length later, but he never wanted to disappoint her. He wanted to always be there to make her smile, always wake up with her tucked in his arms on special days. He certainly never wanted to leave her alone like this.

But there he was, miles away from the nearest train station with a busted motor and no way to get home.

He gazed up at the moon wistfully, thinking of all the nights they spend curled up under blankets looking at the moon and making plans... making love, too. It was the best time in his life.  

He squinted up at the moon... was that a new crater? No... it was moving.  He could hear a familiar high-pitched buzzing....

He jumped up from the hood of the car and stared at the sky in shock.

The ornithopter was coming.

His heart leapt. The Ornithopter was coming! That meant—!!

The ornithopter circled the clearing where he stood. He jumped and waved enthusiastically. The little aircraft flashed its lights and descended to land next to him. The door was flung open and his beautiful angel of the sky leapt out and into his arms, wrapping her arms around him while he laughed, “My honey came to the rescue! But that’s not fair! It is the noble knight that must rescue his princess!”

“Nonsense!” she snorted, “We don’t live in the dark ages.” she kissed him soundly, “I couldn’t let my hapless prince lie alone in a field on Valentine’s Day!” she held up the blankets she brought.

He grinned as brightly as the moon itself, “I am in your debt, Princess!” he gave her a suggestive wink, “Now what would you like for your reward, eh?”

She kissed him fiercely, “I can think of a few good ways for you to repay me.”

....

SAINT:

“I’m taking off the blindfold now. Hehe, were you able to figure out where I took you? Yes, I thought it would be a nice surprise… oh, tonight they aren’t performing any operas or ballet… tonight is something very special.

I remembered how fondly you were looking at my antique collection, and I thought it might be fun for us to visit an auction together. These auctions are usually so crowded, though, so I arranged for us to have a private viewing the night before. This entire theater is just for the two of us tonight, our own antique gallery. And, my dearest, if you desire anything you see… it’s yours. Whether it’s a few items or the entire show, I will make sure you’re able to start your own collection here tonight.

After that, I was thinking the two of us could go on a cruise- oh, you don’t have to worry about packing. I’ve ensured that everything you need has already been loaded onto the ship. Please forgive my selfishness, but the last time I was invited to an auction cruise, things didn’t go exactly as planned… haha, you understand, right?

Well then, beloved, the night is ours. Let’s dedicate it to our love of art… and our love for each other.”

****

She dropped her suitcase on the bedside table and dropped herself on the bed. She had been away too long. She didn’t think she could bear another lonely night. She knew Saint felt the same way. Sometimes she could feel his emotions from far away like the touch of ghostly fingers caressing her face. She sighed and flipped open her suitcase—

There, on top, was a letter.

She gazed at the familiar stationary, Saint‘s exquisite handwriting spelling out her name. She breathed in the faint scent of white flowers that was her beloved’s signature.

The only trouble was that she had been traveling for days. There was no such letter in her case.

Trembling, she opened the envelope—

“Happy Valentine’s Day, my beloved lady,

It pains me to apart today of all days, even if it is unavoidable. I miss you tonight. Do you have all you need on your travels? Do my words warm your heart enough to endure this absence?”

No... she thought. I need so much more.

“I cannot say the same. I can still feel the shape of you beside me in this bed, your fragrance on my pillow, your sweetness on my tongue. I need all of you here with me always. I wanted to leave you roses on your pillow, kisses on your lips, share tea with you in the morning, read to you in the afternoon. I want to take you places tonight that you’ve never seen. I want to see the wonder in your eyes. I want to hear you gasp with delight. I am a terribly selfish man, as you know too well, but tell me your desires and I will fulfill them. Your pleasure is mine also.”

How many times had he told her that? How many times had they done those things? How many times had she fallen asleep with a smile on her face, her body and soul perfectly content in every way? She kept reading...

“Close your eyes for me. Hear my voice. I am touching you now, my fingers on your lips. Now part them for me, yes... like that. Taste this. Is it sweet? This chocolate is said to be the finest in the world. Do you agree? It will taste sweeter from your lips, my love. Now lie back and think of me. Your wish is my command, tell me your desires. Tell me your needs. Tell me anything at all.”

She could almost taste the chocolate. Feel his fingers on her lips, “I love you.” was all she said. She could almost feel his body against hers. She laid back, undressing as if he watched her from the page of the letter.

“I love you, too. Hehe, Are you surprised that I can hear you? I can feel you, too. Can you feel me now?”

She could... it was almost too real.. she moaned a little...

“I know you can. I know. Oh, how I know. We share a bond to deep for mere miles to erase.

I need more than the thought of you. If you feel the same way...

Open your eyes.”

...

She felt soft lips against hers. Very real lips... her eyes flew open.

“Hehe. Are you surprised?” Saint said softly.

“What!? How—”

He put a finger over her lips, “Shh, it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I am here with you now...” he kissed her again. His lips tasted of dark chocolate.

He pulled her into his arms, “Now, please, let me love you.”

....

SHOLMES:

“… And here you are. I’m not surprised, you’re always good at solving the fun little riddles I leave for you. Still, I found it rather charming that you left a riddle for me, as well. … It looks like we had the same place in mind, too. Yes, you told me once that you wanted to visit this tea house, didn’t you?  Haha! Was that how it went? I was the one who wanted to come here? Well, I really must thank you for remembering that, then. … You made reservations as well? My, it looks like we’ll have the whole room to ourselves…

Hm? You’re disappointed that I didn’t bring my violin? My dear, did you really believe that the night would be ending here? Hehe, no, it would be too early for that. After this, I want to take you to a garden I recently found. There’s a beautiful gazebo there, and I think the acoustics will make the performance much nicer. … Besides, tonight, you’re the only one I want to hear my music.”

****

Sholmes sighed and put down his newspaper. He knew he was being foolishly sentimental. February 14th was just a date on the calendar. It was nothing to get upset about to miss a single day together.

So why did he feel so out of sorts?

He knew perfectly well, but the knowledge was uneasy. He never felt this way before and it unnerved him. He considered his intellect to be above such trivial things.

He attempted to forget his melancholy by tidying the house, but was useless. He decided a walk might clear his mind...

....And immediately spotted a familiar figure slipping between two buildings.

No one else would have noticed her unique gait and peculiar habit of looking up at the sky when she was trying to be nonchalant, but he certainly did.

She told him she would be away for the week. What was she doing sneaking in alleys?

A little troubled, he turned from his path to follow her.

She led him on a merry chase through the city, ending when he saw her slip inside a window on a sleepy, tree-shaded street.

Waiting only a moment, he followed her.

—only to be lifted off his feet and pulled through the window.

The scent of his lover’s sweet vanilla perfume surrounded him.

He was being kissed.

Thoroughly.

He answered with hunger to match. It had been too long.... He suddenly didn’t care why his lover was sneaking through the city...

She released him, “Did you like your Valentine’s Day present?” she whispered in his ear.

He understood.

Feeling a little foolish, he laughed, “You win this time.” he kissed her, “Next time you won’t get so lucky.”

“I think it is you who is about to get lucky.” she said before wrapping her arms around his neck again.

.....

FINIS:

“Ha! Well, look at how dressed up you are! Huuuh? Date? You really went to all that trouble because you thought… V-Valentine’s Day? I wasn’t particularly paying attention to it… sister baked cookies for it, which you’re welcome to have. They really…. they are rather burned, aren’t they? Sheesh…

Candles? Can’t a man light some candles without it suddenly being for a particular occasion? And the flowers… wipe that smile off your face, it makes you look like a fool. … Ahh, fine! Fine! H-Here. Huh? No, my sister didn’t make these chocolates! … I made them. Had to fight off a fork-wielding little… b-but, anyway… I’m sure you’ll find these far better than those cookies—or anything else you might have received today.

I’ve never really… Valentine’s Day never… ….. I… hope you enjoy them. The fact of the matter is, I wanted to see you. I want to see you. It doesn’t have to be a particular day… I simply… want to be with you. … There’s that smile, again. … I suppose it isn’t always a foolish one.”

****

Finis was in a bad mood.

That wasn’t unusual. How can one be in a good mood surrounded by incompetents?

It had nothing to do with a certain person being absent from work because of a cold on Valentine’s Day. They were just the only person capable of doing their job correctly. He was just annoyed because it made his workload worse.

If he kept telling himself that, he might even believe it.

He finished up early and left without an explanation.

On his way home he was further annoyed by the displays in the shops. All lurid red hearts and foolish Cupids. Childish nonsense for frivolous people. He stomped away not looking where he was going and upset a cart full of flowers. A bucket tipped as he collided with it and spilled its contents on the ground.

It was his fault. He couldn’t expect the flower girl to suffer for his clumsiness, so he bought the things.

Now what? He certainly didn’t need a bucket full of pink roses.

That certain coworker wasn’t feeling well. Maybe this would cheer her up.... so she could get back to work and do her job!

Feeling thoroughly convinced, he turned toward her house.

He found her quietly reading a book with a cup of tea. Her face turned red when she saw the flowers. Maybe she had a fever.

She was crying and smiling as she thanked him. Her eyes bright with gratitude. He didn’t understand why girls did that. But... deep in his heart... he had to admit it made him... very happy.

[tsukipro-en]

ALIVE Official Twitter: 02 June 2017

translated by m0yo @ tsukipro-en

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Old Wounds, Older Roads

Tyrasam stood there beside her wagon, scowling at the broken wheel she now had to fix; although this particular road through Eversong Woods was fairly safe, the sun was beginning its descent toward the horizon, meaning she had only a few hours left to reach Silvermoon City before nightfall. She cursed under her breath, fearful her daughter would hear her foul language and pick up on bad habits. Jaeras sat on a nearby tree stump, softly humming to herself with a large open book in her lap. Every now and then the tiara sitting on her crown would slip down and plop onto her reddened nose, abruptly halting her singing.

 “You know you can take that off if it doesn't fit.” Her mother suggested, glancing over her shoulder at her before returning her focus to the wagon.

 A kind smile wore on his expression as he lifted the wagon from the side with a single hand, the wood that lined the base of it creaked, barely keeping together as it shifted up. “Well, the princess needs to keep her crown, doesn’t she?” he offered in a seemingly lighthearted voice. Tyrasam’s ears perked up at the sound of a stranger’s voice, seemingly caught surprised someone had come along to help her without her noticing; instinctively she placed her hand on the hilt of her blade, and slowly walked around the wagon to identify this potential thief. The slightest of strain was apparent as he spoke- not from the weight, but rather, something else. He continued while maintaining a friendly visage; “There should be a spare wheel screwed underneath the carriage. You should be able to undo the bolt by hand…” his voice echoed lightly.

“Wh-what?!” Tyrasam stumbled backward, startled by the familiar face on the other side of the wagon; the instant she recognized who it was, she unsheathed her blade and pointed it in his direction. “No… no not here! Why are you here?!”

 “What’s wrong, momma…?” Jaeras asked, almost letting the book slid off her lap while she gazed fearfully at Tyrasam.

 “Get behind me sweety! We’re leaving!” The woman barked, scooping up Jaeras’ tiny hand to quickly pull her to her feet. The quick action shook the tiara loose from her golden crown, causing the girl to squeak out while it rolled out of her reach.

“Mn… that won’t do.” he squinted at Tyrasam for a moment, letting the wagon down gently onto its side. He stepped toward them a little bit before bending at the knees with a fluid motion to grasp the rolling tiara. He rose to his full height and held the item as if to inspect it. “It’s pretty. Who gave you this?” he asked, glancing at Jaeras while holding it out to her, ignoring Tyrasam’s outburst.

 “One of momma’s friends ga-” The little girl was yanked back behind the trembling woman, as she slowly backed away from the Death Knight; she knew she couldn’t outrun him, and she definitely still remembered the last time she tried to fight this elf. “M-momma that hurt…” Jaeras huffed, placing her hand on Tyrasam’s waist. “You’re scaring me…”

 “You have nothing to be afraid of child. Your momma’s just worried. I’m a little bit scary to most grown-ups.” he offered as an explanation as he held the crown out. His gaze grew cold for a moment as it adjusted to Tyrasam. Then again in an instant a softness grew to his gaze as he looked at the little one. “She’s just worried for you. There are a lot of bad people she’s met.”

 “Do you know Mr. Rethandus? He’s one of my friends… and he looks like you!” Jaeras asked, stumbling a bit while she was pulled over a loose rock.

 “Stop talking to him Jaeras!” Tyrasam snapped, shooting the little girl a cold glare before returning her scowl to Whitstan. “And you… just leave us alone! What do you want from us?!”

 His teeth grit after Jaeras spoke,  the temperature around them dropping noticeably. “Rethandus…” he spoke as his gaze darkened while facing down to the earth. He glanced up with a seemingly pleasant expression. “I do know him. He…” the man paused, contemplating a response, “Cares about you and mommy a lot.” His eyes darted to Tyrasam as he spoke, “What do I want? I just want to help you get back on the road. Or I could leave you to the bandits waiting across the hillside who just shot this metal shaft to break the spokes on your wheel. I suppose that’s your choice, then.” he offered with a helpful tone while the sarcasm dripped subtly from his voice.

 The frightened woman froze in place, clutching Jaeras’ hand tightly. The thought of trying to fend off bandits versus fighting Whitstan again would be an easy choice to make, but she couldn’t risk Jaeras’ safety; slowly she lowered her blade, silently praying to the Gods that he wasn’t lying about the help, and this wasn’t the start of another one of his cruel games. “J-just…” she started, finally letting go of the little girl’s hand. “...fine. But you don’t touch her… you understand? Don’t you lay a single finger on her!”

 He sighed as he approached the wagon again, using a hand to lift it up onto its side while it continued to crack under his grip. “Jaeras, can you ask your mom to help me out? She doesn’t want to listen to me.” he said, his swirling blue eyes shifting between the mother and daughter as a crooked smile twitched against the corner of his lips. “Once again, there should be a spare wheel underneath the carriage. Don’t worry, I won’t drop it on you.” he spoke out, addressing Tyrasam.

 “Momma… we’re gonna be late…” Jaeras tapped on the Paladin’s legplate, puffing out her cheeks in defiance. Slowly Tyrasam stood up straight and sheathed her blade, but she didn’t remove her gaze from the former Spell-Breaker.

“We’re going to be late…” she corrected, sheepishly taking a few steps forward. “You stay right there until the wagon is repaired, okay? Don’t move an inch!” The little girl mumbled something under her breath, but she complied all the same. Tyrasam slowly walked to the end of the wagon, staying out of arm’s reach of Whitstan; there was no way she could trust him, not after all he’s done. But she needed to reach Silvermoon City before the shops began to close. “Why are you even out here…?” she started, bending down to reach for the spare wheel. “In the middle of the woods?”

 He began to answer, “I was on my way back from Lordaeron. I have someone I wish to speak to here in Quel’Thalas… as for you...” he released the wagon to drop- as if to collapse on her head. He caught it in a split second as the wood continued to creak against his grip. “Just kidding.” he spoke as he maintained the wagon’s weight. “It’s good to see you.”

 “Waah-!” Jaeras squeaked, clutching her face. “Careful mister!” Tyrasam pulled the wheel out from the wagon, and looked up to give Whitstan a glare so cold it would give Rethandus a run for his money; she was the exact opposite of amused. He let out a slight chuckle, “Don’t worry little one… your mommy’s fine. I’m too strong to let it drop on her.”

 “You think giving her a scare is funny, do you?” Tyrasam grimaced, struggling to lift the large wooden wheel upright. “If you’re just going to kill me- get on with it. But spare Jaeras… unlike you, she’s pure and innocent.”

 With his free hand, he still held the tiara. While the woman struggled with the wheel, he held it out to her, “Would you like your crown back, princess?” he asked. A glance went to Tyrasam. He spoke under his breath, “So… you would leave her an orphan because you’d rather me kill you in an instant instead of killing you on my own terms? You’re so noble. Just like her father.” he commented stoically.

 “Fuck you. Zereth was twice the elf your sorry ass will ever-” Tyrasam cut her hissing off short the moment her ears perked up the soft patter of Jaeras’ footsteps. “Jaeras what did I tell you?! You were supposed to stay over there!”

 “B-but my tiara…” she mumbled from behind her hands, keeping her bright eyes locked on her prize. Whitstan reached out and leaned a bit toward her to place the tiara on her head. “There. Now go back to where mommy told you so you don’t get hurt by the wagon.” he instructed her before turning his gaze back to Tyrasam. Jaeras gave the spooky stranger a polite curtsey before spinning in place to skip back to the other side of the road. Whitstan’s words were hushed but pointed, “You’re right… he’s twice the man I will ever be. He’s lived and died twice as much. I suppose that’s some sort of accomplishment by today’s standards? Perhaps I’ve been dead too long. But only one of us is still here to fight for the living.”

 “Are you trying to twist the blade a little bit, Whitstan?” Tyrasam hissed, shooting a glance over her shoulder to make sure Jaeras was out of earshot. She grunted angrily from pulling the broken wheel off, letting it crash into the dirt beside them with a careless thud. “You think I don’t know how he died? You think I don’t revisit that horror every single night?!”

 He continued to hold the wagon, regardless. Yet his stare grew more intensely against her visage, “And you think I forget your screams calling to your husband the very moment he burned alive from his own flame? The blame in your voice as you told us all that you could have saved him? That you could have talked to him and reached him? You expect me to forget how you trembled as you reached out to him and held his smoldered corpse? The flames I turned against him were his own. And he was ready to drown everyone in them. He would have left Kaevia fatherless, in the least. Even many more… and you want me to feel what? Pity? Sadness? Well… guess what Sammy… you win. I feel nothing but remorse for everything I’ve done no matter how much I lie about feeling none. Even burning my own brother alive to save countless others.”

 “You…” she stared deep into his eyes for quite some time, barely keeping her composure as tears began to build. The Paladin trembled with hatred and grief, but she didn’t know how to react to his words; she wanted to kill Whitstan so badly, for everything he has done to her and her late husband. She needed that one-armed embrace from Zerethel now more than ever, and the longer she thought about it, the more helpless she felt. “... he was… m-my...” The tears were unstoppable now, causing Tyrasam to tremble in place.

“Momma…?” Jaeras called, pulling the tiara away from her eyes. “... what’s wrong…?”  The Paladin quickly wiped away at her tears, sniffling a few times before shooting an unconvincing smile at the little elven girl.

 “N-nothing sweety…” she lied, trying her best to sound calm; but the tears could not and did not stop, flowing down her reddening face. Tyrasam turned her back to Jaeras, fearful she was beginning to worry. “W-why don’t you sing us a song, love? I th-think we could use one r-right now…”

 “Mommy is just trying hard to fix the wagon and it’s harder than we thought. Don’t worry.” he said, looking to her. “Do you like singing?” he asked.

 “Yeah…” The little girl weakly responded, with uncertainty drifting from her voice. “I-I mean yes! Momma would sing to me so I could sleep good…-b-better! But I have a hard time remembering the words… so I hum it instead...”

 “Well, would you hum us a tune while mommy helps me fix the wagon? I think that’ll help her concentrate. She’s not in a very good mood, if you noticed. She’s just worried about your safety.” he continued, a vague attempt at assuring her. Jaeras quietly began to hum, but the stress in her voice would consistently disrupt her song. Tyrasam closed her eyes tightly while she listened, sniffling a few more times before looking up to gaze at Whitstan; her stare did not last long, as the thought of getting caught out here after sundown stirred her back into setting the spare back on the wagon.

 “So you’re here to say sorry?” The Paladin weakly spoke, almost choking on her words again. He paused a long moment before a dry response came from him, “No. You… spent your entire life swooning over him. Hopelessly in love. You turned a blind eye to everything he did and forgave him for everything you couldn’t ignore. Or did you so easily forget those words you whispered in sadness? I’m not sorry for his death.” he rasped out softly, the a hint of sadness wore about his voice as he glanced to the little girl humming a broken melody for them.

 “He was a good man…” Tyrasam started, pausing to sharply inhale. “At least… that’s what I t-told myself…” She strained to push the spare into place, but it wasn’t budging. “I did turn a blind eye to all the terrible things he’s done… and I did my best to forget or forgive everything I couldn’t ignore. I just… I wanted things to go back… back when we were all just young idiots in these very woods. He was kind… and sweet… and caring… and I loved him with everything I had.” Tyrasam fell silent, giving up on pushing the spare wheel into place. “But then he changed… he grew colder… angrier…  crueller… I just…”- Whitstan angrily kicked the wheel against the carriage, locking it into place. “I have no doubt he cared about you…” he muttered, remembering facts he had grown aware of the night before. “...Don’t…” he wanted to warn her not to give into despair, yet he was at a loss of words. “He might not have been himself at the end, but it doesn’t mean everything before that meant nothing.” he spoke out quietly.

“I just want him back…” Tyrasam wrapped her arms around herself, no longer capable of maintaining her composure. “I just want him to hold me again…! I just want to hear his voice! Even if it’s for a second… even if it’s just his wheezing!” She slowly dropped onto her knees, burying her face into her hands in a desperate attempt to hide her crying; but once the wailing started, there was little she could do about it. Jaeras had stopped humming for a while, clutching her tiara tightly while she gazed fearfully at the Paladin. The little elven girl whimpered, but she dared not speak; it wasn’t the first time she had seen her reduced to tears, but it was something she could never get used to.

 He let the wagon drop down to its wheels again. His somber focus adjusted to Jaeras. “Come here little one…” he offered what solace he could by calling out to her. He motioned her forward as he sat down in between the grass and cobbled road. Giving Tyrasam some measure of comfort crossed his mind yet he didn’t know how. At least he had seen Kaevia interact with her children and learned that a gentle embrace even in the most exasperating moments could offer some consolation to children.

 Jaeras reluctantly obeyed, taking tiny steps toward Whitstan while she stared fearfully at her mother. The last time she caught her in shambles like this, she remained hidden, watching in fear from the crack of the door; it was a dreadful sensation she didn’t know how to handle, leaving her with a cocktail of foreign emotions to deal with. “M-momma…” she whispered, once she stood beside him.

 A cold hand tugged at her own, pulling her gently toward him. Cold eyes met her, but they carried a measure of empathy that only she understood after growing accustomed with her own father’s stoic expressions. “Jaeras… mommy just needs a moment. She’ll be fine after that. She’s strong. But sometimes, we all need time to… process things. I’m sure you understand, don’t you?” he spoke out as gently as he could.

 “Yes…” Jaeras mumbled before he drug her closer to collapse against him while he embraced her with an arm. “Why is she crying? Am I in trouble…?”

 “No, little one. You’re not in trouble. Mommy’s angry at me because I just said some mean things.” he muttered gently as he adjusted the tiara on her head. “I think I should be heading out now. Will you be fine?” he asked gently, in a friendly tone.

 “Yes…” she repeated, before pursing her lips and furrowing her brow. “I wish I could help momma. Lately she’s been crying a lot… so I give her extra hugs and kisses. But I don’t think that’s helping…”

“It might not seem like it, but I think it does. Mommy just needs time.” He commented. Regardless of the reality of it, he would make his own assumptions. He released his embrace to pat the girl on the head. “Go let mommy know everything is going to be alright.” he uttered. Jaeras quickly nodded, but she wasn’t sure how she would help. Around halfway between the former Spell-Breaker and the Paladin she turned to glance over her shoulder.

 “What’s your name…?” she called out, scrunching her nose the moment the tiara slipped back over her face again.

 By that time, he was on his feet again as he dusted off his tabard. “Whitstan.” he replied. He figured moving about his own would be more beneficial for all of them at this point even though their destination remained the same. He paused a moment as a bright red light flashed in the palm of his hand. He moved to give it to the little one. He held it between his forefinger and thumb as he reached out. “Take this. And call my name if you need assistance.” he offered her, “Now, get going.” he said to spur her movement.

 A slight smirk wore about his lips before he began to walk along the cobbled path to the High Kingdom.

 “Thank you Mr. Whitstan.” Jaeras cupped the blood crystal firmly between her hands, looking up to give him another formal curtsey before running off to her mother. Slipping it into her pocket, the little girl placed her hand on Tyrasam’s shoulder; the Paladin replied with a smothering hug, wrapping her arms around her to cry into her collar.

 “Al diel shala.” he uttered.

Mentions: @k-sunrael Collab budderinos: @whitstanwilhelm @istrys

[yotsutama]

Hello Osaka! (03/03)

Special thanks to Sophia (@aseria) for proofreading (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

Visual Board Tour Event:

Sendai | Sapporo | Hiroshima | Fukuoka | Osaka (1)

Mitsuki: Let’s begin for today! IDOLISH7's web program...

All: Kimi to 'Ai'dolish Nai to~!

Tamaki: This web program is loo~sely presented by us, IDOLiSH7. It takes place the same time as our tour to seven different cities, "Visual Board Tour~."

Riku: Since it's Tamaki who said it, it sounds like we really do present this loosely!

Iori: Wait, Yotsuba-san, please stop with the "loo~sely" or "Tour~".

Sougo: That's right, Tamaki-kun. I always tell you to use "yes" and not "yea~", right? (2)

Tamaki: What, why is everyone blaming me!?

Mitsuki: Well, well! It's just like Tamaki so it’s fine, isn’t it?

Tamaki: Right? As expected of Mikki, you understand me.

Yamato: Then, can I also be loo~se and sit on a chair?

Mitsuki: You can! I'm also getting sleepy now...

Mitsuki: Wait, you know you can't, right!?

Yamato: But you just told Tama that it’s fine earlier~

Riku: Yamato-san, you can sleep on my lap!

Nagi: OH, Yamato, you must be the first idol who sleeps right in the middle of recording.

Iori: Aah, someone stop these people...

Sougo: We should move on to the first corner before Yamato-san actually falls asleep...

Yamato: No, I won't actually sleep...... It was a joke, you know...

Riku: Eeeh, but I've prepared my lap pillow for you!

Tamaki: Rikkun, I'll sleep on it for you.

Nagi: Here it is, the moment we make history...

Iori: That's enough about the lap pillow! Nii-san, let's start the next corner!

Mitsuki: Sorry, sorry! I thought the fans would be happy if we let them continue for a bit more.

Mitsuki: Okay then, my little brother already told us to stop so, let's go to the next corner!

Yamato: Wait, let me confirm something before we start. About the last episode with mask thing, was it really okay after all?

Iori: Fortunately, we received good responses from the fans.

Mitsuki: There's only one person who said the mask scared them, but lots of fans said that they laughed so much their stomachs hurt!

Riku: I'm glad everyone was happy about it! But Tamaki had a nightmare, huh!

Tamaki: Rikkun, I already said that that was a secret...!

Yamato: It's too late now Tama.

Nagi: We're deeply sorry.

Tamaki: He chased me... and when he finally got me at some dead end, I woke up.

Sougo: Um, I'm sorry if I'm wrong, but are you talking about my King Pudding by chance?

Mitsuki: You didn't know!? What did you think we were talking about then!?

Tamaki: You're really always like that. You need to think about the feelings of the one person who was scared by your mask!

Sougo: I knew it, putting the face of King Pudding on a human's body is bad after all...

Sougo: Thinking about the copyright, I thought that using the real King Pudding would be bad. I was trying to be careful, though...

Tamaki: I didn't mean that... I wasn't talking about that...

Tamaki: Iorin, Sou-chan doesn't understand me at all.

Iori: I think you should just give up at this point.

Tamaki: Like hell I would!!

Mitsuki: Sorry, Tamaki. There's nothing I can do for you anymore about Sougo so let's move on to the next corner.

Tamaki: Why!!

Mitsuki: You will understand after the next corner!

Mitsuki: Ok! The first corner, "Confess Your Love in Dialect!"

All: Confess~!

Mitsuki: I think everyone already knows the rules, but just in case! Yamato-san, please!

Yamato: Yeah. Just as the title says, one member must do a confession using the dialect of the city we're currently visiting. The confessions are chosen by acquaintances of our staff so the dialect used might be out of date these days. Forgive this Onii-san at least.

Mitsuki: Thanks, Yamato-san! Then, the one in charge of Osaka, Sougo, I leave it to you!

Sougo: Yes. I will do it.

Sougo: Tamaki-kun, stand there.

Tamaki: Ooh....

Sougo: I love you so much. (3)

Tamaki: !!?

Yamato: So fast!

Nagi: That really was fast.

Mitsuki: Too fast! The staffs are surprised, too!

Tamaki: Sou-chan, that's not fair――!! At least do it like you're nervous, just like me last week!

Riku: I was looking forward to say "Hyu~ hyuu~" today but I couldn’t find the right timing to say it!

Iori: You can just say it now.

Riku: Will you say it with me?

Iori: I won't.

Sougo: I'm sorry everyone. I think I'd become more nervous if I took a long time to say it…

Mitsuki: Well you're right, but since you said it so fast neither you nor Tamaki blushed at all, so it's not interesting... It's the opposite of Tamaki who took so long before he confessed!

Tamaki: Super not interesting.... 😒

Sougo: Please don't blame my lack of talent for entertainment...

Tamaki: You confessed to me, but it didn't make me happy at all. 😒

Sougo: You wanted me to confess to you in a way that will make you happy?

Tamaki: I didn't mean it that way!!

Riku: Sougo-san, I'd still be happy if I were Tamaki!

Sougo: Fufu, thank you. I love Riku-kun too.

Riku: Waah! Thank you very much!

Mitsuki: What's with this exchanges! You're willing to say it as long as we ask you to!?

Sougo: It's not that difficult so...

Mitsuki: Then, try saying it to me too!

Sougo: I love Mitsuki-san.

Mitsuki: Oooh! You didn't have to be so polite there! But that makes me happy, thanks!

Sougo: You’re welcome.

Sougo: Of course, I love Yamato-san, Nagi-kun, and Iori-kun too. I love IDOLiSH7... so much.

Nagi: Thanks, Sougo. Me too. Everyone feels the same.

Yamato: Stop it there, Sou. Tama's expression is just like Buddha now. (4)

Tamaki: His confession to me felt like he didn't mean it compared to everyone else. I can't accept this. 😒

Iori: Just for today, I sympathize with Yotsuba-san.

Sougo: I, I'm sorry, Tamaki-kun. Did I hurt your feelings?

Riku: Tamaki, I love you, okay?! Let's eat pudding and play games together again!

Tamaki: Okay. I'll only forgive Rikkun.

Iori: It's bad to eat while playing games, you know.

Mitsuki: We will have Sougo redo it and confess to Tamaki properly later in the dressing room! Okay then, let's move on to the next corner!

Tamaki & Sougo: Eh!?

Mitsuki: The second corner! "Talk About Your Memories in That City!"

All (except mezzo): Let's talk about it~!

Mitsuki: Ok! the explanation of this corner, Riku!

Riku: Okaay! In this corner, we will talk about our time in the city we’re currently visiting!

Mitsuki: Thanks, Riku! Tamaki, you have any?

Tamaki: Takoyaki. It was so delicious.

Riku: It was delicious!

Riku: We ate takoyaki in Osaka now, but actually during our first tour, Tamaki was angry because he couldn't eat takoyaki!

Mitsuki: That time, huh― When MEZZO” couldn't go with us because they had a different job. (5)

Tamaki: I wasn't angry.

Yamato: Now now, no need to hide it. That time, MEZZO” was very busy. We're very grateful, really.

Mitsuki: Tamaki and Sougo worked really hard for the sake of all seven of us!

Mitsuki: Now that the seven of us can do a tour and continue “'Ai'dolish Nai to” up until now, it's all thanks to the two of you.

Sougo: No, really! It's because everyone has worked hard.

Sougo: I'm so glad we can do this program and eat takoyaki together with all seven of us like this.

Mitsuki: Uuu......

Yamato: Whoa, don't cry.

Mitsuki: I'm not crying!

Tamaki: Mikki cries easily.

Mitsuki: I said I'm not crying!

Riku: That's right Mitsuki. It's still too early to cry now!

Mitsuki: Too early?

Riku: Ah!

Iori: Nanase-san you really are...

Riku: Sorry!!

Iori: Well, it's almost time. Let's do it now.

Riku: Um!

Mitsuki: Wait, what is it!?

Riku: 1, 2!

All: We love Mitsuki so much! Happy birthday!! (6)

Mitsuki: Eh!? Wait! This wasn't written in the script!?

Iori: Today is Nii-san's birthday so, we wanted to celebrate it for Nii-san who is always our energetic MC.

Mitsuki: No no no, I didn't do much, really!

Tamaki: You do a lot though.

Sougo: That's right. You have done so many things for us.

Tamaki: That time when it was Mikki's turn to confess, you had to do it while being the MC too, it must’ve been hard.

Tamaki: But when it was someone else’s turn, you made it so we can do it easily. I think Mikki is amazing.

Mitsuki: Wha..! Don't just praise me all of sudden!

Nagi: Nice, Tamaki. Mitsuki, Tamaki just told you nothing but the truth.

Nagi: It's thanks to you we can look forward to being seen by the fans.

Nagi: We, the staff, and I'm sure the fans too, are grateful to you.

Sougo: That's right. Thank you very much for always acting as our MC and making our web programs very entertaining.

Riku: Exactly! We can talk freely without worry because Mitsuki is with us!

Mitsuki: I'm happy but, I feel bad that it's only me! We should have done this on Iori and Yamato-san's birthdays...

Iori: Nikaido-san and I wanted to celebrate Nii-san's birthday here because Nii-san always does his best as the MC.

Yamato: Ichi's right. Actually, this was Ichi and Sou's idea and we got an OK from the staff.

Yamato: If we didn’t have Mitsu, we wouldn’t even have a variety show. It's our honest feelings, just accept it already.

Mitsuki: Uuu... Thank you...

Tamaki: You're crying after all.

Sougo: Don't say that Tamaki-kun...

Mitsuki: It's fine, Sougo!

Mitsuki: I can't say it properly but, I never knew receiving "I love you" from everyone can make me this happy...

Mitsuki: Everyone, and staff-san too, Thank you so much! I'll repay it by working hard as the MC from now on!

Mitsuki: Please take care of us, and "Kimi to 'Ai'dolish Nai to!" too!

All: Ooh~!

Mitsuki: Aah! I'm so embarrassed now! Let's get back on topic guys! Last is Osaka's detailed information, Sougo!

Sougo: Yes! IDOLiSH7's tour to seven cities, "Visual Board Tour 2017" will take place in Osaka starting from today, March 3rd. There will be posters, CM, and merchandise, we'd be glad if you're willing to check these out.

Tamaki: On our billboard picture in the Osaka Station, there's Sou-chan's message there too.

Sougo: It was my honor to be able to write one there. It’d be nice if everyone could check this out too.

Iori: Please keep looking forward to our photoshoots on Twitter.

Riku: There's also Mitsuki's photobook that was released today!

Nagi: I was worried hearing that Yamato would be the one designing it. But it came out wonderful, everyone can be certain of it.

Yamato: I did my best producing a 7-5-3 child's photobook. Seriously. (7)

Mitsuki: Don't say a 7-5-3 child! But thanks though! I feel bad because we're talking about me so much, but it's time to wrap this up!

Mitsuki: Okay then, everyone! See you next episode! 3, 2, 1!

All: The next “Kimi to ‘Ai'dolish Nai to!”, don’t miss it!!!!!

T/N

(1) Very recommended to read this again while playing the event story bc their expressions change it all and make it 100% better!

(2) Sougo: That's right, Tamaki-kun. I always tell you to use "hai" and not "usu", right?

(3) Sougo confessed using Osaka (Kansai) dialect. Romaji: "Meccha suki ya nen"

(4) "Stop it there, Sou. Tama's expression is just like Buddha now." Meaning he's SO done with sougo lmao

(5) They are talking about when mezzo and the other 5 had different jobs, mezzo could only go to osaka in the night when the stores were already closed so tamaki was angry because he couldn't eat takoyaki. (Story 1 Chapter 12)

(6) They said "We love Mitsuki" using Osaka (Kansai) dialect too.

(7) Shichi-Go-San [七五三?, lit. "Seven-Five-Three"] is a traditional rite of passage and festival day in Japan for three and seven-year-old girls and three and five-year-old boys, held annually on November 15 to celebrate the growth and well-being of young children.

Thanks for reading🙇💕

[netherbees]

Pt. 1

As you made your way to the usual corner, you already saw Zen standing there, chatting with a really pretty girl. As you came closer you saw the irritated look on his face as the girl blabbered on. You took action.

When you arrived you immediately swung your arm over Zen’s shoulder. “Jagi~ You waited for me! Oh, who’s this?” You chirped fakely, before shooting the girl a polite smile. “Oh..Jagi, this is Kyungju! Kyungju, meet MC, my babe~!” He played along with you. Thank god. Kyungju’s eyes widened and she looked like she saw a ghost. “Uh. Hello?” You asked, feigning innocent confusion. “Oh.. uh.. Z-Zen! I have to…go…goodbye!” Kyungju rushed to say before scurrying away. Once she was out of hearing range, you burst into fits of giggles. “Thanks, MC. You always find a way to save me!” Zen said with a chuckle. You waved him off as you saw Yoosung running over. “Yoosung~!” You yelled, which only made him run faster. “MC! Hi! I’m not late again am I?” Yoosung asked, panting lightly. “Nope~!” You chirped, popping the ‘P’. “Hmm. I wonder where Jaehee and Jumin are? I mean, seven will be late as always, but he’ll catch up to us.” Zen questioned, before a fancy Porsche parked besides you three. “Oh. There.” Yoosung pointed out. “Jumin~! Jaehee~!” You greeted the brother and younger sister that climbed out of the car. “Oh, MC, hello.” Jumin greeted, and Jaehee waved at you lightly from behind him. “Okay we can g-” You got cut off by your name being yelled. “MC! Wait for me!” seven was running to catch up to you. “Oh. You’re on time for once!” You laughed before hugging him. “Can we go now?” You ask. Everyone nods and you all start walking. This was a morningly thing. You all lived in the same neighbourhood, yet your school was quite a few blocks away, so you all walked together every morning.

“Jagi~ You’re walking too fast!” Zen said, walking faster to catch up with your steady pace. “No, Hyun, you’re just walking slow.” You pointed out with a giggle. “Hey~! I told you to stop calling me Hyun, MC!” Zen pouted at you, which caused you to giggle once again. “Boo-hoo~” You stuck your tongue out at him, causing him to scowl. “Pfft. Hyun, just admit that you’re never gonna make it as Zen!” seven said. You snorted as Zen started sulking before walking behind all of us.

This time, seven was the one to catch up to you and wrap his arm around your shoulder. “Hello~~!” He chirped happily. You giggled before wrapping your arm around his waist. “Nya~!” You sounded loudly through the street. You even did the little hand-paw thing. You could practically feel seven melt next to you. “Hehe, sorry bud!” You chirped, before nuzzling your head against his cheek. This was usual for the two of you. You were practically his pet kitten. “Ahh, you’re too cute, ya know?” He said with a sweet smile. “I know~!” You pointed out before laughing lightly. “Jumin! Come be social! Don’t just stare at your phone all the way here.” You yelled back to Jumin, without looking. You knew he was looking at his phone.

You untangled yourself from seven to walk next to Jumin. You hooked your arm through his, making him crack a light smile and putting his phone in his pocket. “I’m not that anti-social, MC…” He tried. You snorted. “Yeah, sure you’re not.” you teased. He scoffed. “Come on, you spend your whole day playing the damn game!” seven retorted. Your eyes widened as the group gave him a strange look. “Huh? since when does MC play games? Do you play LOLOL?!” Yoosung suddenly asks. You glare at seven for breaking the damned 4th wall again, but the conversation had already gone to Yoosung’s gaming addiction. 

“Jaehee, you alive?” You smiled at her before unhooking your arm from Jumin’s and walking besides her. “Yeah, sure.” she answered. You gave her a sympathetic look. “Did you spend all night doing both of your homework again?” You ask. “Yeah. Mom and dad will be horribly upset when they find out he doesn’t do it.” Jaehee answered with a sigh. “Cheer up! It’ll be alright, okay?” You said, flashing her a toothy grin. "Yeah...you're right. Thanks MC." She replied with a nod. "Oh! Right, Yoosung, I may or may not have pushed you to the #3 on the leaderboard on LOLOL..." You remembered, your eyes shining. "W-w-what!?" He stammered as Seven snorted. You smiled happily before ruffling his hair. "Yet I'm still in #1 place, remember?" Seven teased, making your nostrills flare. "Shut that mouth." You snapped before looking back at Yoosung kindly. "She's scary man..." He muttered to Zen. You smirked but your expression turned happier when SKY Highschool came into view. Our neighbourhood had SKY Middleschool, SKY Highschool and SKY University. "There we go!" You exclaimed before jogging to the front of your little friend group. "Come on! I'm dying to know what I got for mt math test! I feel like I did great!" You chirped happily before running off onto the school terrain. "God...Every single time." Zen sighed before taking off after you. "Waah! Wait for me!" Yoosung whined, taking off. "Oh! Don't go without me!" Seven yelled befire taking off too. "I'm not running." Jumin said out to Jaehee who just sighed in response. You always felt bad for Jaehee. She was practically his assistant. When you made it through the big double doors you were panting. "Damn. I need to work out...one day." You snorted at your own joke as Zen, Yoosung and Seven caught up to you. "You're tired? This is barely a warm up, Jagi!" Zen exclaims in disbelief and Seven nodded in agreement. Yoosung and you stared at them with wide eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry, we're not masculine monsters darn it! I don't excercise!" Yoosung exclaimed in frustration, as his breath became normal again. You snorted as you walked away, they didn't even notice. You thought. A hand suddenly wrapped around your waist and you knew that only Seven did that. 

Happily you smiled up at him as he did the same. He had always been taller than you. You were only 5′5... “Zen, Yoosung, Jaehee, Jumin, we’re heading to math! see you at English!” You said, looking back. They all muttered back a sure back and you snickered at their uninterested responses and looked ahead, seeing your old math teacher opening the doors to the classroom. “Eek! I have a great feeling about the last math test!” You squeal, waving to the teacher. He gives you a warm smile as seven squeezes your waist softly. “Better go check then, huh?” The old man, Mason Oaker said to me, gesturing us in.

You and seven were always early. so, as you two sat down together at the back corner, you were happy to notice the silence that lingered in the room. You took a deep breath and sat down next to seven who put his hand on your knee. You never knew the reason for his continuous physical contact, since you were pretty sure that it was all platonic, but you didn’t complain. You liked it.

After a while of the comfortable silence and slight rustling of the professor’s papers, the class started to fill with annoyed and tired teens. You were excited to know your test results so you were relieved when the bell rang and the lesson started. “Alright, kiddos, ready for the test results?” The professor asked. “uuuughhh~” The class voiced, while you...just replied with yes. Great. Another embarrassing moment when everyone looked at you expectantly. Your head immediately fell down and you felt seven squeeze your knee. “Pfft, okay then. It’s alright.” He whispered with a snort. Your head shot up with flared nostrills and you gave him such a dark glare, his eyes widened in fear.

“Katie, B. Erick, A+. MC, F...” The rest of his lectures were tuned out as you stared straight ahead. This..was your first F in your whole life. You felt seven’s hand on your shoulder and you knew you were making this very dramatic but...your first F?!

The rest of the lesson went by in a blur as you did nothing but stare around lightly, and seven stayed silent. When the lesson ended you stood up and rushed out of the classroom swiftly, forgetting seven. “MC! MC wait for me, let’s go to English together!” seven yelled while running after you. You ignored it, already imagining what your parents were going to say. ‘We did not expect this, MC.’ ‘such a dissapointment’ ‘Didn’t we teach you to be good?’ Your eye twitched in anger, which was pointed at yourself.

You believed every single word your parents said to you, you believed that you had to be the best. Your friends always saw you as such a happy-go-lucky person but really..you were stressed and sad. Your parents weighed down on you a bunch. 

“Hey, hey shh, MC, what’s wrong with one bad grade?” seven said after grabbing you by the waist and turning you to him. “A lot.” You say simply before squirming out of his arms and walking into the English classroom and sitting in the far back corner where two groups of 4 tables stood, you sitting in the one closest to the corner walls. Zen and Yoosung soon enough sat next to you after seven had joined you, sitting next to you. “Hey, MC, come on, talk to me. It’s not that bad, if you really want a good grade I can always hack into the school’s computer and give you an A+?!” seven said, holding your hands and trying to get you to look away from your table. “seven, please, shut up!” You snapped, which you had never done. Zen and Yoosung looked at you, taken aback by what you just did as seven seemed unfazed. “What happened to them?” Zen asks. “They got an F.. The first one, And they don’t wanna tell me why it’s such a big deal.” seven explains. You had only told Zen about your parents when he opened up to you about his, so he immediately got it, while Yoosung and seven were still clueless. “Ah...It’ll be okay, MC! I don’t know what they’re gonna do...but I can feel it’s gonna be okay!” Zen said with an encouraging smile. “Yeah..sure.” You muttered, looking up. You wiggled your hands out of seven’s and rested your head on the palm of your hand as Jaehee and Jumin sat down at the two tables next to you. 

You could hear Zen, Yoosung, seven, Yoosung, Jaehee and Jumin talking to each other hushedly, you just couldn’t hear about what as you tried to focus on the teacher when he explained that you had another test tomorrow. ‘Great, just fucking great’ You thought in annoyance. “MC, hey, wanna hang out this afternoon with us? Well, except for Jumin, he has to go golf with some trust fund guy’s kid, and Jaehee has to go with him.” Zen asked you. “Mhm. Okay. Where we going?” You asked, wondering who’s place. “seven’s. His parents and his maid aren’t there today!” Zen flashed his million dollar smile, which you didn’t return. “Okay.” Zen’s face fell at your simple answer. You were really happy though, it only postpones the dreadful moment of telling your parents that you got an F.

The lesson ended swiftly and you headed to the cafeteria together with the RFA. Well, Jihyun was on a trip with his parents. He did that a lot so he missed tons of school. “Yoosung, can you get me a chocolate bar?” You asked, handing him 3 bucks to buy it with. “Uh, sure!” He said in a confused tone before rushing away. He knew when you were sad, since you always wanted chocolate and he knew how scary you were whenever he refused. Zen and seven swallowed in anxiety as they saw you take out your phone to call your mom. “Mom? Yeah. Uhm...I got an F on my math test. Yes. I’m sorry but I re- Oh. But, I learned really we- I- C-Can I atleast hang out wi- Oh. But- Okay mother. Good bye, I’ll see you in two hours.” MC looked up to see the whole RFA standing there, Yoosung with your chocolate bar, staring at you expectantly. “I can’t hangout today. Or ever. I am from now on forbidden to interact with anyone within the RFA.” You sadly explained, taking the chocolate bar from Yoosung. All of their expressions were shocked, Yoosung was tearing up. “What..?” Zen said but you had already turned around to hide in the bathroom.

To be continued...

(This was for the 100 followers milestone! Yay! I’m sorry if you didn’t like it, but I’m actually pretty happy with it so hey, shut that mouth if it’s gonna be negative!)