#ikepri leon oneshot

[beneathashadytree]

CLUMSY LOVE - LEON DOMPTEUR X READER

Warnings : mentions of injuries, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : fluff <3

Word count : 0.9K words

Additional notes : This was born after seeing @leonscape ‘s posts, reminding me of how criminally underrated this man is in the fandom. His kind of safe, warm love is right up my alley, because I can’t imagine anything more comforting.

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Leon Dompteur was a prince in all but blood. He had the refined poise and power over every room he walked into, the indelible charm that pulled everyone in, the wicked spirit that thrummed underneath his skin and fought to make it out, and the bravery to serve one’s country as one would lay his own life down.

But one thing he was not even remotely princely in, was fine motor skills. With big calloused hands, long and thick fingers, and hardened palms over the years, so used to handling roughness and sharpness, it made perfect sense that he would find it difficult to handle the smaller things that required immense concentration and deftness.

That, however, did not necessarily stop him from trying. For what it’s worth, it seemed that he was hellbent on changing that one shortcoming of his, constantly trying to do things his hands frankly weren’t meant to do.

Many a time did the kitchen staff stumble upon the fourth prince trying to pipe saccharine icing ontop of the cookies Yves had just pulled out of the oven, his tongue sticking out in concentration as he tried to scribble sugar lines. In the end, they always looked wonky, but Yves helplessly sighed every time and patted him on the back for trying.

Sometimes, Jin would be nursing a bottle of expensive wine in melancholy, a despondent look on his face, and Leon would then offer to take his paperwork and finish it up for him. Though he tried his best to imitate his eldest brother’s manner of writing, he simply wasn’t made for the tiny, neat calligraphy that Jin often resorted to, and his attempts at doing so only made the writing all the more illegible.

And though Licht was adamant to always hide his countless injuries from his brothers, Leon’s keen eye always caught sight of at least a few unhealed wounds littering his pale skin. It was up to him as his caring older brother to offer to patch up his bloodied forearms (something that was always met with a bit of push and pull), but he probably did more harm than good, what with all the loose tiny bandages and squiggly lines of ointment on the infinitely small wounds.

Still, nothing seemed to deter him from trying, even if he knew that—realistically speaking—his chances of success were incredibly low. Leon best expressed himself through actions that bared his big heart, and he wasn’t about to stop anytime soon. If anything, his failures only made him more determined to try and share his brothers’ burdens even more.

And that little quirk of his also extended to his beloved, of course. After all, in his eyes, there wasn’t a single person in the world more worthy of his attention and care. To others, it was a great shame for a prince to supposedly “debase himself by serving another”, but the mere idea made his blood boil. If anything, he—a prince made of nothing—would give the world to them should they show a sliver of interest in it.

In a less dramatic manner, he resorted to doing little things, like that he did on one particularly pleasant spring manner. The weather was too good to pass up on a nice stroll in the gardens with his lover. Said stroll slowly crumbled with the temptation of laziness, and soon turned into lazing around in the freshly cut grass in the midday sun.

Their hand was brushing through his ebony locks, twirling strands between their fingers as their other hand flipped page after page of their book. With all the duties planted on their shoulders, they had little time left to read and relax like this. Thankfully, that meant that they paid Leon no mind as he fiddled with something.

A few minutes passed, maybe half an hour (they did have a habit of losing track of time while reading), and he turned to face them in their lap. His bright smile was almost as blinding as the afternoon sun above, and when he tugged at their sleeve, they didn’t know what to expect—but it certainly wasn’t whatever it was that he presented them with.

Curiously inspecting it for a beat or two, they didn’t know what to call it. After all, Leon was never good with his hands, and that was common knowledge by now. Anything he made was practically unrecognizable without an introduction.

“That’s a…?”

He took their discontinued sentence as an invitation to elaborate. “A ring made out of flowers.” He grinned even wider as he pointed at it. “See. All daisies.”

“Well, they’re not very… sturdy, I think,” they laughed out, turning it around in their fingers. “It’s the thought that counts though. So thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet.” Leon shook his head, before he took their hand gracefully in his, slipping on the makeshift ring with less than half of that grace. A quick prayer was sent above to whoever was listening, hoping that it would not fall apart—and, much to his relief, it stayed in place, wonky daises with half-broken stems and all.

“Is this a proposal?” They jokingly nudged him with their newly-adorned ring finger, not expecting the soft look he returned them with, nor the gentle kiss he pressed against their knuckles.

“A place-holder, until I find you the perfect ring.”

And though he was never quite good with small things or fine skills, he clearly was well-versed in the art of getting their heart to pound furiously against their ribcage, threatening to spill into his hands; for him to have and hold. Only he—and no one else—had the ability to make them fall head over heels, over and over again, slowly and then all at once, just like it were the first time.

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[lusianarendraws]

The Masquerade

Ikemen Prince: Beauty and Her Beast

Leon Dompteur x Celestina Aurelius (OC)

Romance, Fluff

Oneshot for Halloween!

Tagging: @leonscape since you told me you wanted more Leon content. 🤭

Enjoy!

This is my first time writing Leon, be gentle with me please.

Word count: 1102

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" A feminine voice filled the room, uncertainty wavering in a young woman's heart, eyes and voice. She gazed at her hands. There was a masquerade ball to be held in the royal palace, to celebrate Halloween.

The man who had delivered the news was none other than Leon Dompteur, the new king or Rhodolite. He had come to his fiancée, the woman who had chosen him as king - Celestina. Leon came to her room while she was playing an instrument, the cembalo.

"A lot of important nobles will be attending. I want you to attend, as my bride, my future Queen, as you. What do you say, want to come along?"

Feeling unsure, Celestina thought about it. Though she had attended a ball during her time as Belle before, a masquerade ball would be completely new to her. But if it meant spending time with her lover, and dancing with him? Why not? With a happy smile, she said "I'd love to go!"

"That's great to hear. I need to go and get things prepared, so I'll be seeing you later, my love." Leon reached down and gently kissed his beloved's forehead. She smiled and reached up to capture his lips in a soft, loving kiss. Of course, he returned the favor. He loved seeing that spark of joy in her eyes, even from such a small interaction. After pulling away, they exchanged tender glances, before Leon left. Celestina tried to concentrate on playing the cembalo again, but it was no use. With just that small interaction with the king, her mind was consumed by the thought of attending such an important event with him.

……

It was time. Halloween night. Although Celestina would have loved to celebrate with her sister and her family in town, she understood that being the king’s bride opened the door of high society for her. So she got ready. She put on a beautiful, royal blue gown. It ended right on her toes, allowing a glimpse of her black ballerinas. Her hair was tied in a bun. She put on round sapphire earrings and a necklace as accessories. But the most important thing was the mask. It was in a beautiful blue. Laced, and had flowers attached on each end.

Just when she was finally ready, she could hear a knock on the door. Yes, it really was time to go. So she opened the door, seeing the man of her dreams, Leon. He was wearing his formal attire, plus a red mask with white strokes engraved around the eyes. …He was honestly so incredibly handsome.

To be honest, Leon himself was taken aback. His girl was always so beautiful, but this mask and dress somehow made her many charms shine even more. He gave her a tender smile, suppressing the way his heart pounded upon seeing her like this. “Hey, Celestina. You look extra gorgeous tonight.” "T-thank you."

Leon stretched out his hand, wanting to escort his lady. "Ready to go?" Without a second thought, she took it. “Yes!”

With that, the beast led the beauty through the hallways, and into the ballroom. It was always so lively there, however tonight, the normally warm and bright lights were dimmed, creating a perfect atmosphere for Halloween.

As soon as they entered the room, several pairs of eyes immediately set on them. This was a masquerade, but no mask in this world could’ve hidden the king’s identity well enough. Leon was quickly surrounded by all kinds of nobles. He’s always been so popular…

While Leon was talking to all these people, the raven-haired woman was slowly approached by Jin, who had a feathered mask on. “Hey there, Celestina. You look stunning this evening.” She turned her head towards him, smiling. “Oh, hey Jin. Thank you.” An amused chuckle escapes the woman’s mouth. “Don’t you have some other women to see, though?” “Can’t a man talk to his soon-to-be sister-in-law?” Celestina was about to say something, but stopped when she heard the sound of music starting to play. It was time for the couples to dance.

Jin was already being approached by a woman asking to dance with him. Celestina smiled and lightly shook her head, before scanning the room for her fiancé. Suddenly, she felt two arms wrapping around her waist from behind. She gasped as the figure leaned in closer. And closer. Until their breath was tickling her earlobe. “Looking for someone?”

Celestina had to try hard to suppress a grin. She immediately knew who it was. Of course she did, she would recognize that voice anywhere. She put a hand over one of his arms. “Leon-!” Leon gently put a hand in hers… And spun her around until his beloved faced him. The faint, surprised squeak she let out had him show that mischievous, almost cocky grin.

Leon loved to see that surprised look on her face. But what he loved most, above all else, was to see her happy. To see her eyes reflect the love and affection she felt for him. His expression gentled as he brought her hand to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on her fingertips. “May I have this dance, my love?”

Celestina could feel her heart flutter with undying love as heat rose to her cheeks. His lips, his words, and that gentle look in his eyes… Oh, he could make her fall in love over and over again. Without hesitation, she nodded while practically beaming with happiness.

They got in position. Leon began leading her. It didn’t take long for people to smile and watch them as their feet carried them across the room. Their eyes were fixated on each other, as if nothing in the world could disturb them in a moment of true love, pure happiness and bliss. “Perfect…” “Hmm? What’s perfect?” “Everything. This room is filled with all kinds of people. All of your brothers are here. And you are here with me, being the best lover I could’ve asked for. It’s… Almost too perfect.”

Leon felt his heart stirr at her words. She would constantly say the sweetest things. Ahh, how did he end up with a woman so perfect for him? “You’re always so sweet.” Leon couldn’t help himself. For a moment, he stopped leading, and reached down to kiss her lips, right then and there. She returned the favor, before their lips parted. Their exchanged glances were filled with even more love for one another. Their hearts beat as one. And they continued to do so, dancing and kissing all throughout the night…