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jahayla-parker · 2 years ago

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Hello! can you write a Cardan x reader (already in a relationship) where he reacts to someone asking the reader if they want to dance, or like go on a date? Luv u <3

Territorial : Cardan Greenbriar x Reader

Desc: 2.9k wc, Cardan isn’t pleased when someone makes a move on y/n despite y/n and Cardan having already been together for awhile.

Warnings: jealously, flirtations, mentions of fighting, protectiveness, a little suggestive at the end. Not proofread

Cardan glared sharply across the room as some man stood before y/n. He’d noticed the way the man had approached her, the man’s hungry eyes scanning her body. It was enough to make Cardan want to charge across the room and have him arrested over just looking at his queen that way. But Cardan forced himself to behave and instead glared as intensely as he could.

Cardan watched y/n try to excuse herself from the man. His eyes scrutinizing the way the man stepped around her to keep her attention. Cardan rose slightly from his seat until he saw y/n give the man a fake smile and step around him. He slowly lowered himself back into boss seat, but his eyes never left the man. Not even a as y/n made her way back to Cardan with their crystal glasses in her hands.

As yn reached the table, she saw the way Cardan was shooting daggers at someone. Following his eye sight, yn noticed the man from the counter was still standing where she’d left him. Yn spun back around and slid into her seat beside Cardan, grabbing his closest hand in hers. “Honey?” She questioned softly as she set the glasses down.

Cardan glanced over at y/n briefly before his gaze snapped back to the man. “He looked at you funny” was the only thing Cardan was able to mutter. He heard y/n sigh softly as she squeezed his hand. Cardan sighed as well and shook his head as his willed his eyes to leave the man.

“I’m sure it’s nothing” y/n stated calmly.

“It looked like he was trying to check you out" Cardan huffed, once again glaring over at the man in question.

Y/n shrugged, hoping her nonchalant response would make him calm down. “Okay, so?” She asked softly, playing with his fingers as she sipped on her drink. Y/n knew he wasn’t giving up that easily when she saw he still hadn’t touched his own drink yet.

“So, does he not know we’re together?” Cardan asked, his lips pursed as he clenched his jaw. He knew y/n would never betray him. But, Cardan couldn’t help the fact he was mad the man didn’t seem to know y/n was with him. After all, Cardan wanted everyone to know that. So it suggested he wasn’t doing a good job of showing how proud he was that she was his and he was hers.

Y/n hummed softly, setting her drink down as she turned to face him. “Cardan,” she whispered, playing with the loose curls hanging by his right temple. “You don’t need to worry” y/n promised, letting her fingers trail down his cheeks as they slipped from the curl. “I told him that you and I are together as soon as he asked me out” she swore, stroking his sharp jawline.

Cardan leaned into her warm and comforting touch, his tense features relaxing slightly. “But, why didn’t he alr-“ he began, cutting himself off as he stiffly straightened his posture suddenly. Cardan’s storming eyes rushed over to y/n’s face , “wait..! What? He what?!”.

Y/n nibbled on her bottom lip and sighed, “Cardan-“.

Cardan shook his head, his varying emotions flickering in his wide eyes. “He asked you out” He muttered, still in disbelief. Was this man truly that ignorant or moronic?

“I said no, obviously” y/n calmly spoke, fingers dancing over his face again.

Cardan huffed and stood up, glaring across the room again. “How didn’t he know we were together?” He asked aloud. However, just as y/n was about to respond, Cardan continued. “Do I need to show you off more?” He wondered, his leg bouncing under him.

Y/n watched Cardan as his brows furrowed as he continued to stare harshly over towards the man she’d met earlier. She’d never seen him this upset over something like this. Although, to be fair, most people knew her heart belonged to Cardan and didn’t try to change that.

Nevertheless, she couldn’t believe he was so impacted over the man asking a single question. Y/n suppressed a smirk as she moved to block Cardan’s view. She shook her head playfully as she placed her hands on his chest. “No way... you're actually jealous” y/n pointed out, watching the emotions bouncing in his beautiful eyes.

“Jealous? Me? No” Cardan huffed loudly, squinting at y/n.

Y/n raised a questioning eyebrow at him, “right… sure.”

“You know I cannot lie y/n” Cardan reminded her, before sighing. He shook his head and wrapped his arms around y/n tightly. “I’m not jealous, I'm territorial. Jealous is when you want something that's not yours. Territorial is protecting what's already yours” Cardan explained, staring into her y/e/c eyes.

Y/n frowned slightly, “you don’t trust me to stay yours?”

“It's not you l don't trust” Cardan admitted, tucking a few wisps of her hair behind her ear.

“He doesn’t matter. I love you and only you, Cardan. Nothing will ever change that” y/n promised, smiling as she leaned in to place a tender kiss on his cheek.

Cardan grinned and used his thumb to softly guide her chin closer to his mouth. “I love you too” He whispered lovingly. Cardan then crooked his head and placed a needy kiss to her lips. His grin grew as y/n kissed back with just as much passion.

“Please, let it go” y/n groaned, running her hand through her hair as she stared at Cardan. She knew he was still jealous territorial. But he was overreacting and it was starting to become tiresome.

Cardan grumbled, “oh come on, you and I both know what he was doing”. His mind replaying the event in his mind. He couldn’t believe the man had tried once again to get y/N’s attention. It hadn’t worked, but Cardan was still pissed.

“It’s not a big deal, just ignore him” y/n argued with a shrug. She couldn’t care less what the man wanted, said, or did. Y/n’s only concern was on keeping Cardan calm and happy. Yet, the whole ordeal was making it difficult as Cardan wouldn’t ignore him.

Cardan silently paced back and forth before his throne. He was trying to form a way to end this man’s attempts. Usually y/n handled the punishments and sanctions for the kingdom, so this wasn’t Cardan’s speciality. “I could have him beheaded” He spoke in a monotonous tone.

“Cardan no” y/n scolded, standing up from her throne and making her way to him.

“Yes, I could. I’m the King, love” Cardan argued, turning to face her.

Y/n chuckled softly, “I’m aware of that. But, that’s overkill”. She reached up and tenderly began rubbing his tense temples with her thumbs. Y/n smiled to herself as she watched Cardan start to crumble at her touch.

“That’s the point” Cardan mumbled weakly. Despite his frustration towards the man, y/n’s touch was making him soften. His eyelashes batted against his cheeks as he felt himself grow tired as she massaged his temples.

“Cardan” y/n whispered very lowly, thumbs still working on his temples. She leaned in and placed a kiss between his brows, “He doesn’t matter”. Y/n lowered her hands from his head and grabbed his hands, “can you come to bed now?”

Cardan huffed at the mention of the other guy but quickly switched gears. He nodded and let y/n lead him to their bedroom. “I’m the only one who gets to, right?” Cardan sleepily asked, his hand holding hers tightly. He smiled widely and hummed when y/n responded with her beautiful laughter and a soft ‘yes’.

Cardan pulled y/n to his chest, his lips in her hair as he breathed deeply. “I’m sorry” He whispered Cardan pressed a quick peck to her scalp, “I got protective…”.

Y/n hummed and giggled. Shaking her head, she snuggled into Cardan’s embrace, “that’s an understatement”. Y/n tilted her head up to look at him as she teased, “I've never seen you that mad before."

“I’ve been mad over foolish men making advances towards you before” Cardan argued, pulling their blanket over her shoulders.

“No Cardan, not like that. Not even when I was being hit on by that weird guy that was one of Locke’s friends” y/n pointed out, raising her brows knowingly at him.

Cardan sighed loudly and shrugged. “They at least knew that they didn’t have a chance” He defended quietly.

“Neither does this guy Cardan, you know that right?” Y/n questioned, sitting up so she could look into his eyes.

Cardan gave her a gentle smile and nodded, “I do. Doesn’t mean I like him trying so hard”.

Y/n nodded and lowered her head back to his chest, “he’ll stop soon enough when he sees it’ll get him nowhere. Now get some sleep handsome”.

Cardan hummed and kissed the top of her head again. “Yes darling, goodnight my love”.

“I’m warning you, you’ll want to stop” Cardan spoke. His voice was professional despite his burning desire to throw the man before him into a lake and tie him to a heavy rock.

“I’m afraid I do not know of what you speak” The man argued, a smirk on his lips as he watched Cardan closely.

Cardan rose from his throne, holding his head at the precise angle to cause the sun light to glimmer of his crown and into the man’s eyes. As the man shaded his eyes with his hand, Cardan held his head high and neared him. “You would be wise to stop making advances towards y/n” Cardan advised.

The man huffed loudly as he lowered his hand to his side. “Why is that?” He questioned, tilting his head mockingly at the King.

"She’s not up for grabs” Cardan all-but growled. “Keep your dirty hands off my crown” he ordered. He was quickly losing his patience with his man. Cardan had promised y/n he’d handle the matter civilly. But if this man kept up his behavior, Cardan wasn’t sure he could keep to his promise.

“I’m not interested in your crown, I’m after-“ The man argued. “

“I know what you’re after” Cardan barked as he glared sharply at the man. “She is my crown, you fool” he spat. “If you think I’m going to just step aside and let your filthy hands try to touch her, you couldn’t be more wrong” Cardan proclaimed, stepping even closer.

“All due respect your Highness… Maybe you should pick your battles. I fear this is one you’re not going to win. Perhaps you should realize it’s not worth the fight“ The man smugly stated. Despite his lower status, it was evident this guy saw himself as far superior to Cardan. But, that wasn’t what truly set Cardan off. Instead, it was the notion that he suggested y/n wasn’t worth fighting for.

Cardan stalked closer, his piercing eyes now mere feet from the man’s. “See, that’s where you’re wrong” he declared confidently. “I may not be worthy of her, but I’m not afraid to continuously strive to be” Cardan admitted, t’sking at him.

“She's not the kind of woman you choose your battles for. Y/n is the kind of woman you fight to the death for” Cardan stated as he stepped even closer. “You would be wise not to doubt my willingness to throw my life away to remain by her side” He concluded, his hot breath hitting the face of the man standing before him. Just as Cardan was about to give an official order for the man to leave his town, y/n’s voice sounded from across the hall.

“That will not be necessary” y/n stated loudly, making her presence known. She’d been watching from her secret spot above them; a place Cardan and her spies had shown her. However, as she saw the situation going sideways, she quietly snuck down and landed behind the curtain that hung at the back of their thrones.

Cardan’s flushed face turned towards her as she stepped into view. His eyes showed his deep sorrow that he had slightly deviated from the formal proceedings he was to be doing. But as Cardan watched y/n approach, he noticed her focus wasn’t on him. Instead, Cardan noted the way her eyes stared sharply at the other man.

“What seems to be the problem?” Y/n questioned formally, showing walking closer to the men. She didn’t let her eyes deviate from their intense glare at the man who had been upsetting the person she loved. “Your King has advised you on how to behave, and yet you remain here. Arguing?” Y/n questioned with pretend intrigue.

Cardan felt his cheeks flush as his lips formed a bashful grin upon hearing y/n’s words. He wasn’t sure what the final straw was, but he could tell his girl was now pissed as well. Cardan couldn’t help the smirk that took over his grin as the man slightly trembled as y/n towered over him from their raised dais.

“Don’t” y/n ordered, cutting off the man’s stuttering. She tilted her head as her left eyebrow rose. Y/n spun to face Cardan and raised her other eyebrow, “you didn’t make him kneel?” Her voice was quiet enough that only Cardan could hear her.

Cardan shook his head. “I swore to you I’d keep it professional” he reminded her, his voice matching hers. Cardan instinctively grinned back as y/n shot him a loving smile.

As y/n turned back to the man standing in front of their dais, she sighed loudly and t’sked. “This is how you greet your King?” Y/n asked, waving her hand at the man’s stance. She smirked as the arrogant man glanced over at Cardan before kneeling. “That’s better, don’t you think?” Y/n hummed, looking over at Cardan.

Cardan nodded in agreement. He gave y/n a loving gaze before his eyes turned cold as he looked back at the man. “I will not issue another warning, you are to make no further advances towards y/f/n y/l/n, is that understood?” Cardan commanded.

The man glanced between Cardan and y/n. When he saw both of their gazes were serious and furious, he nodded silently. He watched with newfound fear as Cardan looked him over and smirked.

“One last matter before Roach removes you from this conference hall” y/n amended, stepping back. She walked over to Cardan, making show of her taking ahold of his hand. “If you are to ever disrespect your King, you will be rewarded with a private conference to address such matters” y/n warned, shaking her head stiffly. When she felt Cardan’s hand stiffen at the idea of her alone with the man, she decided to continue her explanation. “And while that seems to be what you’ve been after, I assure you, you’re wrong. The only way you and I will speak again is if you injudiciously try to disrespect your King. And heed this, that is not a context in which you’d like to meet with me” y/n cautioned, waving for Roach to remove the man.

“You're honestly really freaking cute when you're jealous” y/n smirked as she removed her earrings. She then moved her hair to the side in order to unclasp her necklace. Y/n suddenly felt Cardan’s breath hit her exposed neck as he moved behind her and sighed loudly.

“I'm not jealous! At all! He just gives you that.. weird, flirty look, and I don't like it!" Cardan grumbled, helping y/n unhook her necklace. He reached around her and set it on her dresser before spinning her around.

“That’s practically the definition of jealous,” y/n teased, tapping his nose with her pointer finger. “Truly though, Cardan, you haven’t anything to be jealous of.” She promised, moving her finger from his nose over to his cheekbone. Y/n smiled at him as she rubbed his sharp cheekbone silently.

“The Ghost said he only has one full bookshelf anyways” Cardan mumbled, trying to point out any ways in which he could best the man.

Y/n rolled her eyes but couldn’t help but be surprised that Cardan went as far as to ask The Ghost to look into the man. “Cardan,” she shook her head softly, “I do love books. But even if he had more, it wouldn’t matter. I love you”.

“He also-“ Cardan began, recalling another detail The Ghost had informed him of. He remembered muttering “pft, that’s it?” to The Ghost countless times earlier today during their conversation on the matter. Surely Cardan could recall those details so he could point out many ways in which he was better than the man.

However, y/n quickly caught on to Cardan’s attempts and shut him down. “Cardan, stop” she stated firmly, reaching her other hand up to cup his face. “I don’t care about him. At all. He could have every woman in Elfhame falling for him, and it wouldn’t matter. I’m yours, and you’re mine” y/n reminded him, squeezing his cheeks.

Cardan’s cheeks flushed as he smiled. His feet shuffled nervously as he pulled y/n to him, his arms tightly wrapped around her. ”You love me and only me, right?" He confirmed.

”Only you Cardan,” y/n promised, pressing a long kiss to his delicate lips. “In fact, I was thinking it might help if I prove it to you” she smirked as she leaned back to catch her breath.

Cardan’s eyes widened briefly before they darkened and he nodded rapidly, all his earlier concerns and doubts erased. He hungrily tugged her hand as he quickly made his way over to their extravagantly decorated bedroom. Cardan spun around and smirked softly back at y/n, “I’m territorial, not jealous. I shall show you the difference”.