A Winter Ball’s First Kiss (Fuegoleon Vermillion x Fem! Reader)
TW: Fem! Reader, Kissing, nicknames, PDA, cussing, y/n is an absolute 4th walk breaker, and does not give a shit, c r i n g e (first story on here, I gave up halfway)
(YOU ARE A BLACK BULL IN THIS)
“So. You are telling me, somehow, and in someway, you figured out my crush Marx?” I asked, wondering how he did, I mean yes, he could have checked my memories to see me fan girling, but I haven’t seen him for over a month.
“Yes. And if you don’t believe me, you have a crush on Fuegoleon. Had it for a few months now, am I correct.”
“Uhm, note to self never piss off Marx, cause he can expose me.”
“I only would do that if you helped Julius slack off on work. The real reason I called you here is because there is a dance tonight at 7, you can come with someone or alone, your choice. Now I must get back before Lord Julius runs off, see you at the dance.” He said hurriedly before walking off towards the Wizard King’s office before I could reply.
“Wow, so convenient, I bet at the ball Fuegoleon will confess his love for me and all the cliché shit.”
~the infamous time skip~
Upon walking in to the dancing room, with the candle lit chandeliers, the people swaying to the fancy music, and oh my god the food was to die for, Nozel walked up to me, looking disgusted.
“Look. I don’t give a rats ass about what you think about my outfit. I am wearing what I am most comfortable in, which is my uniform, and you can kiss it if you don’t like it Captain Nozel. Have a nice night.” I walked passed him, brushing against his shoulder.
Look, he may be a royal, but I am not. I don’t like dresses, unless it’s a formal event, in which this is. But, I am not in the mood to wear that dress I have right now. Yami said I was a piss-baby for being scared of Mushroom Head. If he was in my situation, he would understand.
I slowly made my way to the food tables, ignoring Nozel yelling furiously behind me, when I heard Asta run up, grabbing a pop potato and shoving it in his mouth. “Someone was hungry—“. He grabbed my hand and dragged me somewhere. The moment he stopped I grabbed him by the shirt and threw him, just like how Yami does when he is mad.
Low and behold, like I predicted, at the entrance upon where Asta dragged me to, Fuegoleon was holding a rose in his hand, blushing. All eyes, and I mean all eyes, were on us, I could he whistles in the back, and I don’t partially like socializing. So, I was blushing, due to the confession, and the fact that he liked me back.
“Uhm— Marx told me you had a crush on me— and uh…” Poor Fuegoleon was a blushing mess, new to the love stuff and all, being bad at confessing. So he just skipped straight to the point and kissed me. Whistles and claps in the background as I kissed back.
I slowly brought my arms up to wrap around his neck, the kiss being slow and passionate, and when we broke apart, Fuegoleon smirked and laughed a bit, I joined in, finding the situation humorous.
“You really need to get better at the confessing bull-shit Fuegoleon.”
“Only for you my princess.”
It ends hear because I honestly gave up, and I had no motivation, did this bc I was bored.
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