#vil schoenheit x gn readee

[kyupidos]

11/04/23’s delivery 🏹✉️ twisted wonderland

because it’s such a pretty nightヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘the moon looks lovely tonight, doesn’t it?’

characters. pomefiore : vil schoenheit ( separate ) ;; romantic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader is yuu, pre-relationship, romantic fluff

📡 _a/n. one final halloween themed post before my normal posting.. anyways woo, haven’t posted in a minute. ik i said i would get to those part two-ers, but i ended up thinking of this first..bare with me now, i’ll get to it ( also apologies if the wording doesn’t make sense i was half asleep listening to malice mizer )

v. schoenheit

— under the light that refracted into marvelous colors of warmth, reds and purples, through the stained glass pane that overcasted the both of you, vil held your hand tenderly, leaning down slightly just to kiss it with all the same care he had been giving you since your dancing had begun. a mere slow twirl it had started as, before as the music continued on but instead more fast paced, and you’d began to quicken your synchronized dancing to fit. you could only be thankful that you listened to vil’s advice to work on your footwork, otherwise you’d surely have broken an ankle by now. you couldn’t help but think of how beautiful he looked, though, even if you were already all aware of his outstanding beauty just from his title as pomefiore housewarden, in such a costume that though you were dressed similarly, couldn’t help but make you feel just made him stand out in such beauty all the more despite the apparent anonymity behind it.

— a masquerade ball, crowley had been planning for it thoroughly apparently, a fun after-party event of sorts to halloween week. you were masked and your appearance was hidden by your outfit, but you quickly found that even despite the circumstance, vil was quick to be able to find you among a crowd, even if the crowd was full of people wearing fits that hid their identities to near a t. though, it wasn’t like you could say you didn’t recognize him either, when you first saw each other by the table where some were sat, the two of you included, enjoying the feast that was prepared. that much was all that was necessary for vil to politely request your hand in dance, you quaintly accepting his outstretched hand, moving to a quiet corner of the ballroom to dance peacefully to yourselves.

— when it came time for everyone to take their masks off, vil huffed and carefully strung you along outside, a beautiful area as you stepped down the staircase, passing by marble pillars, the music still playing now muffled, though audibly blending into a slow romantic song, as the housewarden gently took you by the waist to bring you back into position to dance, the night sky brightfully lit by stars and the full moon and the pitter-patter from the nearby overtly extravagant granite fountain soothed your nerves from your tension about messing up. you weren’t sure how vil interpreted this dance to a song of love, but perhaps he was thinking the same as you—though you couldn’t quite tell, because unlike you, vil had yet to unmask himself despite the fact you were well aware of each other’s identities at this point.

— though even despite, you could tell, perhaps by a gut feeling, that his eyes were focused on you, and only you, as you danced, and with every step you took you moved slightly further and further away from the indoors of the masquerade. you stood right in front of the fountain, now, and slowly your dancing came to a halt. the song had yet to end though, as despite its muffled sound it was still loudly played through the speakers, and you could tell it was still ongoing, perhaps only halfway through its run time. even so, vil stepped a bit away from you, disappointing you almost from the loss of warmth, though he still held onto your hand the same way he did when he invited you to dance in the first place. slowly, he took off the mask that hid his face, and finally you were greeted with his striking purple eyes that were in fact still laid on you.

— when he craned his neck slightly upward to get a view of the sky, you followed suit to match his line of vision, the moon’s light shining on you both in a similar fashion as the light that shines through the stained glass pane once had, but now a stream of white light instead framed your face, and as vil sneaked a glance in your direction as you were still focused on the beauty of the moon, he couldn’t help but seem it fitting, for someone who’s beauty was as endless and bountiful as yours. his stares did not go unnoticed by you, though, a light blush dusting your face at the thought of his gaze on you, though you tried to keep your eyes on the sky above as to not make the situation awkward. perhaps you could not interpret his thoughts, but as you stared at the moon, you couldn’t help but recall a saying from your world that you were sure didn’t exist in twisted wonderland.

— you hummed as vil readjusted his hold on your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours for it to become a proper hand hold. when you finally collected the bravery to turn to vil again, he was still gazing at you with a look you couldn’t quite place, but if you had to give it a word, you’d say infatuation. you were making eye contact now, and you couldn’t help but feel a tug on your heart as your eyes flitted away again, focusing on the moon’s reflection in the waters of the fountain in your nervousness. you took a breath in and recollected yourself, focusing on the warmth from the hand vil used to grasp at your own, and turned your head slightly to motion to vil your thoughts, as though you weren’t sure if vil’s thoughts were similar to your’s, you still couldn’t help but let it be known even in a roundabout way like this.

— “the moon looks lovely tonight,” you coughed up, “doesn’t it?” the blonde let an air of approval escape his lips, and you knew immediately he had a different understanding of your words( but you still savored it when he agreed, “it does, and it captures you perfectly.”