[⚜️IkeVamp⚜️ Scenario/Headcanon] Reactions to Reader Calling Them Cute
Napoleon
He sort of blinks first.
“Cute? You think I’m cute?”
He then smirks at you and lifts your face by your chin before you can confirm that that is indeed what you think.
“Are you sure you want to begin this game right now?”
Expect an avalanche of kisses.
“There, touché~. Oh and by the way, you’re cute too~”
Mozart
Cue him giving you the side glare.
“Are you saying this because you want something out of me?”
When you say you aren’t, he just makes a “tch” noise and gets back to writing his new music.
But of course you don’t miss the soft pink coloring his cheeks.
Leonardo
He smirks at you.
“Hmm~? Where is this coming from all of a sudden?”
He pulls you in his lap and snuggles you, making you flustered.
“May I remind you how adorable YOU are~?”
He teases you with compliments, making you blush at every word.
Vincent
His eyes widen a bit and he smiles.
“Aww thank you~ So are you! Adorable even~!”
He then gives you a smile that’s brighter than a thousand suns.
You literally feel love and positivity radiate from him.
He also pinches your cheek gently, and chuckles when you blush.
Theo
He raises an eyebrow at you.
“Hm? Cute? I’m not the dog here.”
He follows that up by poking your cheek.
“What do you want from me, a treat? Is that why you’re showering me with flattery?”
He follows that up with a boyish smirk that makes you melt.
Before you can say anything, he sweeps you in his arms and takes you to the bedroom where the cuddles commence.
Arthur
Arthur gives you that somewhat unreadable gaze.
And then makes you practically almost swoon by following that up with a charming smirk.
“My my~ Is the little bird trying to serenade me with her song~?”
Yes, yes you are trying to serenade him with your song.
What happens after this is all up to you~ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Isaac
He almost chokes on his applepie
“W-WhAT?!”
You’re almost scared by his outburst but then begin to laugh, repeating yourself.
He calms down a bit.
“O-Oh. W-Well… thank you I guess.”
He remains red faced for hours and, unfortunately, is the subject of teasing during the entire time.
Dazai
His initial reaction is similar to Napoleon’s where he just blinks at you.
But he follows that up with this adorable playful grin.
“Why, aren’t you a flatterer~?”
He then embraces you.
“But I think you’re the cutest one here~ And I want to prove it to you.”
He proceeds to tickle you mercilessly, enjoying your laughter while chuckling at the cute scene.
⚔️ Jean
His eyes widen in shock at your words.
Like, he actually felt time stop for a split second.
“I’m… what…?”
You repeat yourself and he says, “Mademoiselle… why do you say such things?”
You can sense the disbelief in his tone and explain, insisting that you mean what you say.
It takes some time to convince him, and you feel at ease when, despite the long silence, he nods, a faint blush on his cheeks.
“I… hm. Thank you, (Name).”
⏳ Comte
He has a slight look of surprise at first, but follows it up with a smile.
“Wow, that was slightly unexpected but thank you, (Name)~ You flatter me~”
He proceeds to tell you that you look dazzling today, to which you smile and thank him.
It’s a short and sweet exchange that leaves both of you feeling happy, and it ends with a kiss as a sweet cherry on top.
♂️ Sebastian
His first reaction is to give you a slightly confused glance and then laugh.
“Where’s this coming from?” He asks.
You pout and blush and he chuckles, reassuring you that he’s just kidding and that he appreciates the compliment.
He then suddenly kisses you, leaving you a flustered blushing mess, and Sebastian definitely feels proud after that.
William
“Hm? Cute, you say?”
He chuckles before standing from his desk, making his way towards you.
“But my love, I can never compare to you~ Your large doe eyes, your lush lips, the way your hair frames your lovely face… it makes me want to hold you and never let go~”
His palm caresses your cheek.
Soon, you’re in his warm embrace, listening to his heartbeat.
And as he said, he doesn’t let you go anytime soon.
Headcanons that I had in my mind for quite a while now, considering that I just woke up to write those:
Vincent taking it upon himself to help Jean love his body.
Well, in his own soft way
Vincent, the epitome of an angel
And Jean, a confused boy that doesn’t have social skills and is scared of trying to interact with anyone at all
They’s balance eachother out so nicely too, I believe
Omg
Let’s preted that Jean has scars and burns all over his body from the time he got ressurected from. Now that he is a vampire, they healed pretty much and alot of them aren’t there anymore but his body is still littered in scarred skin, stretched and pink lines everywhere he looks.
Especially the side of his face.
He never adored the moment of morning where he needs to wash his face with cold water. It always urges him to look up into the mirror, and admit and remember that yes he went through all of that. He survived sitting in that damned flame, getting his skin melted off, as if he truly deserved it. Jean was never one to think lightly of himself, and even blames his own persona for things like war, for not winning it.
What a lowly person, he’d think as he gets changed for the day.
How ugly I am, he’s almost breathe out as he hides his eye from the world.
I deserve everything that has happened to me, he’d get out of his room with this thought in mind.
But Vincent was having none of that.
“Jeeeaaaann!"the moment Vincent would catch a detail of the beautiful man he’d be following after him.
Jean doesn’t undersrand why Vincent, an artist no less, would want anything to do with him. Especially not when he gets asked to model for him for the first time.
He is ugly. A person he himself hates to look at. A glance in the mirror is disgusting to him already, so what could an artist see beautiful in him? Uhhh bby no pls why do I hurt myself like this-
You cannot come to me, and tell.me that Vincent wouldn’t offer Jean to let him draw his portrait or SOMETHING.
With how often Jean is considered beautiful and pretty in the game, Vincent has to at least side glance at him when the two pass by eachother
"Can I draw your hand today? I need to exercise on my anatomy and you’re the best candidate I have right now.” Vincent would smile, a rainbow and millions of suns exploding from behind him and Jean has to squint as he looks. Every. Damn. Time. Whenever Vincent can catch Jean alone, anywhere in the mansion, he’d ask.
Que Theo crying in the background
Jean would be ready with a sort of retort, to escape the situation and run. Poor baby is scared out of his mind when Vincent suggests anything to do with his body. Even compliments on his clothes are too much for him sometimes, and it feels like a sinking feeling when Vincent compliments him on anything, at any time
It catches Jean off guard so many times too
“Wow, Jean, your hands are so beautiful. Can I sketch them?”
Jean is so shocked he petrifies himself to the place he was seated onto, while Vincent took his silence as a good answer and got out his sketchbook and started scribbling
To note, this was the first time Vincent asked him to pose for a drawing
It wasn’t even full on body posing, Jean just happened to sit on the same couch as Vincent, and his hand was on the arm support of the couch.
That’s it
“I…I don’t- I mean I have gloves on…”
“Oh, that’s not a problem. I meant it with the silky material on as well. The structure of your bones and skin makes the material shine so much more.”
Vincent you have no idea what you’re doing to this man you’re desTROYING HIM
Jean has gotten pretty used to it though. But not too much.
In the beginning of, whatever this was between the two of them, he still had to catch himself from running in the other direction when Vincent was in the same room with him.
The man scares him to death.
Vincent is a dangerous person.
With that smile, that personality, that encouragement, that simple acceptance of life.
Jean cannot cope sometimes.
“Wow, Jean, your hair is so beautiful. The colors are amazing! And the lenght of the strands are so balanced yet unbalanced at the same time-”
“Jean, you’re so lean but strong in your posture. I saw you practicing outside and I couldn’t help but compliment you.”
“Your eyes are so crystal like. They remind me of amethysts. No wait, the depths of the ocean. No no, not that either-”
“Actually, I wonder if I have the same color as your hair up in my room-”
“The proportions of your face are so perfect I’m actually jealous.”
Jean cannot handle all of this.
The fact that Vincent wasn’t sugarcoating anything was even worse for poor Jean’s heart
Well, at first he outright bolted away from Vincent.
Now, that he’s used to the antics of a painter,he can only let the confusion and embarrasment show with a curt nod and a lowering of his gaze to the floor
It is getting easier to accept the compliments after a long period of time, and as much as it both confuses and makes him happy, he gets used to it
And so, a very strange relationship has developed between the covermagazinemodel solider and the painter, one nobody expected there to be
Oh wow this has become increasingly long. If you wanna read more, it’s all under here
Hello there darling! I hope you wouldn’t mind if I drop in a request? :3 I would like to request Headcanons of Theo if you don’t mind~ ❤️ How would he react to an artist reader who made art of him and showed it to him, but starts crying because they thought he wouldn’t like it? I hope this ask isn’t too much, it’s just that I love him to pieces ❤️ Thank you! @sweettangy
Hi Hi Dear!❤❤❤ Eeeeeep thank you so much for the request! Hehehe also thanks for waiting sooo long!❤❤ ❤ So here ya go……..
You were an incredibly talented artist, and you honestly loved to draw, sketch and paint
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
You were overjoyed when you first came to the mansion and was surrounded by so many great figures and artists ❣╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯❣
One of them being Vincent! (♡ >ω< ♡)
You had loved his works since you were but a wee lil child.
So imagine your surprise when you also discovered that his younger brother, actually was just as passionate, if not more passionate about art then you were ◑.◑
It was something you and the young Dutchman spent hours and house chatting about and bonding over❤
ヾ(＾-＾)ノ
Different artists, art styles, techniques and of course, how much art had changed through the ages
What the younger van Gogh didn’t know was that you were actually an artist just like his older brother. ≡≡≡≡φ(＾∇＾*)
The way Theo lit up whenever he spoke about art was downright beautiful and inspiring, and well you couldn’t help but want to fill pages and pages in your sketchbook, trying to capture his radiant brilliance
✲ﾟ｡.(✿╹◡╹)ﾉ☆.｡₀:*ﾟ✲ﾟ*:₀｡
You must have sketched his gorgeous features a thousand time throughout the month
＿ﾍ(◕‿◕✰)
One day you and the two Dutch brothers were out taking king for a walk in one of Vincent’s favourite flower fields (◕▿◕✿)
Vincent set up his easel and started painting the lush field of flowers, while Theo went about playing with his energetic ball of fluff ໒(◉ᴥ◉)७
The sight of Theo tacking King to the ground and then being attacked by an array of loving kisses from the dog had your heart downright melting
Inspiration hit! (≧∀≦)
And all you could think about doing was painting the scene before you
“Vincent?” you tapped the blond Dutch on the shoulder in hopes that he wasn’t already too absorbed in his painting (〃ω〃)
“Hmmm” he hummed back, turning to look at you with a sunshine smile
✿◕ ‿ ◕✿
“Could I perhaps borrow some scrap paper and pencils,” you asked shyly as your face flushed red ≧☉_☉≦
The older brother was more than happy to share his art supplies with you!
You low key went to his room that night and asked if you could borrow a few more of his art supplies cause you really wanted to paint the scene you had sketched out earlier
This angel was overjoyed!
He legit set up a whole mini art studio in your room for you, just cause he was so excited to have a fellow artist in the house {´◕ ◡ ◕｀}
So you got to painting the cute scene stuck in your head
Theo and king playing in the field
Between working with Theo and helping Sabas out around the house, you painted
Until finally one day your painting was complete ◦°˚\(*❛‿❛)/˚°◦
It was low key the best painting you had ever done, and to say you were proud of it would be an understatement
You were just about to cover up the masterpiece when Vincent came into your room to bring you some new paints he had discovered at some local art store
His eyes fell upon your painting, and he legit started tearing up
“This is absolutely breathtaking! Have you shown Theo yet.” He asked sending you the sunniest smile, all while marveling at the beauty of your art (´ ▽｀).。ｏ♡
“I- um, you don’t think he will think it’s weird that I painted him?” ( ˘･з･)
Vincent legit shook his head and gave you a reassuring pat on the head, “If I know Theo, he will absolutely love it!” ╰(✿´⌣`✿)╯♡
With the extra confidence booster and encouragement from the resident angel you decided to show your masterpiece to your dearest love
That night you randomly heard a knock on your door.
“Theo? Did you need something?” (・・?
He rolled his eyes and scoffed, slightly confused,” Vincent said you wanted to show me something, insisted it couldn’t wait till morning.”
(¬‿¬)
His blue eyes narrowed as he stared down at you, that is until out the corner of his eyes he spotted the covered canvas in the corner of your room
His eyes lit up as he made his way past you to the covered masterpiece, “Vincent gift you a painting or something?” (＊◕ᴗ◕＊)
You sighed following behind him, anxiety filling your chest as you softly spoke up, “No, I painted that one.” (^^;)
“You?” his piercing eyes shifted from the canvas to you. He knew you loved art, but all his days spent with you, you had never mentioned anything about actually being an artist (≖︿≖✿)
He moved closer to the painting hand resting on the sheet covering it,
He smirked over his shoulder at you, “mind if I take a look.” （｡◑ヮ◑｡）
You heart hammered in your chest as you gave a small nod
Theo pulled the white cloth covering the painting down in one fell swoop, revealing his own smiling, carefree face staring back at him (*^｡^*)
The room was filled with silence as his oceanic eyes examined the painting
Theo was left speechless (´｡✪ω✪｡｀)
This, this painting was magnificent *cough* and not because he is the one that was painted *cough*
Heat rapidly spreading to his cheeks the longer he examined the painting
He let go of a scoff in an attempt to calm his beating heart (●´ω｀●)ゞ
He could tell you had put your whole heart and soul into the art piece and the emotions radiating from the painting had all his senses overwhelmed
The tears pricked at your eyes, and your lip started quivering
｡：ﾟ(｡ﾉω＼｡)ﾟ･｡
You knew you shouldn’t have shown it to him, kept it a secret. He probably hates it. Think it’s uninspired. Thinks you are a mega creepo for painting him
With each silent moment passing your head was filled with more anxious thoughts. (⌯˃̶᷄ ﹏ ˂̶᷄⌯)ﾟ
The man’s face gave nothing away.
And that’s when it happened, when you were unable to hold back the tears threatening to spill from your eyes ʕ ಡ ﹏ ಡ ʔ
You quickly picked up the white sheet and moved to cover up the painting, but Theo’s large hand came up to rest on your shoulder to stop you
“Hondje, this, this, you did this?” he was completely awestruck and overcome with emotion (◕ㅁ◕✿)
He turned to you, and the moment he spotted your red eyes and tear-stained cheeks he frowned down at you in confusion
“Ah what are those tears for, don’t tell me you’re moved to tears by your own artistry.” he teased with a small smirk (¬‿¬)
He then brought his hands up to cradle your cheeks, wiping your tears away with his thumbs, “Why didn’t you tell me you could paint this beautifully, talent like this deserves to be shared with the world!.” his eyes lit up, taking on that same passionate blue flame it did whenever he would speak about his dearest brothers artworks (ᗒᗨᗕ)
You averted you gave, managing to speak up through sobbed hiccups, “I was scared you would hate it,” (っ- ‸ – ς)
He gave your cheek a light pinch smiling mischievously at you, “belachelijk”
~(｡ಠ︵ ಠ@)>
“Ow! What the hell was that for,” you yelped out, glaring at the man while rubbing your cheek (˵¯͒⌢͗¯͒˵)
“Are you done barking about some nonsense, what even gave you the idea I would hate it,” he asked rolling his eyes ಠ_ಠ
“Because… No matter how many sketches and paintings I make, they just don’t seem good enough to show THEE THEO VAN GOGH!”
૮(ꂧꁞꂧ)ა
//cue Theo bursting into a hearty laughter
You pouted at the man, ready to cover up your painting and crawl into a hole.
That is until he gently lifted your chin to look into his stormy eyes, “First of all that painting over there is breathtaking, also I would be a crappy boyfriend if I didn’t appreciate my pup’s magnificent talent. Second of all… Wait, did you say you have more?” (｀◕‸◕´+)
His eyes lit up in childlike excitement as they fell onto your sketchbook, laying on the edge of the table ( ✪ワ✪)ノʸᵉᵃʰᵎ
This boy be proud of every single one of your artworks
He low key took that painting you did of him and hung it up in his room next to Vincent’s (ஐ╹◡╹)ノ
Low key wants to start selling your art and displaying them in galleries!
He is never judgmental about anything you show him if anything is super supportive and encouraging about everything you do
Hope ya enjoyed this love! Sending all the hugs! Hope u have a good day❤❤❤☺☺☺
I wanna see how the IkeVamps react to MC just parading around the mansion with a kazoo in her mouth just like:
(SOUND UP!!! 0w0)
Yes, that is me playing the kazoo lol
Here’s a lil gift ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
[⚜️IkeVamp⚜️ Scenario/Headcanon] Reactions to Reader Parading Around w/ a Kazoo at 3 am
Napoleon
It is 3 in the morning and he is finally about to climb into bed until—
“DOOT DOOT DOOT DOOT DOODOODOODOOT—” can be heard from like,,, across the hall
So he gets his tired ass out of bed and opens the door to see you walking up and down the hallway with a kazoo in your mouth.
Napoleon: *So tired he looks like this *
He doesn’t even question the strange instrument in your hand.
He just shuts the door and goes to bed.
Mozart
Piano practice at night has never come to such a sudden halt.
Wtf is that sound????
Where is it coming from??????
As soon as he opens the door the noise only becomes louder—
“CAN YOU TURN IT DOWN?!?!!”
You don’t turn it down.
He groans and shuts the door, begrudgingly continuing his performance as the beautiful melody of your kazoo echoes through the night.
Leonardo
He is awoken from his slumber and sits up, stretching.
Funny… That pink fish from his dream was playing this exact tune on the flute.
Except this time, it’s you in real life playing it on a… what’s that thing in your hand?
Leo would ask but he doesn’t want to interrupt so he just sits there and watches in silence, smiling at your enjoyment.
Oh you and your crackhead ways ✨
Vincent
The sound of your kazoo suddenly interrupts him from his painting.
He glances at his door in confusion, wondering where that strange yet interesting tune is coming from, and who is playing it.
His first instinct is to check it out.
When he opens the door, he is met with the sight of you pacing around with some interesting red instrument in your hand.
He doesn’t know what it is, but he likes the song you’re playing, and smiles before closing the door and resuming his painting.
He may even paint this moment.
He’s a sweet bean who just wants to see you happy
Theo
As soon as he hears the kazoo he goes “nOPE—”
The door to his room swings open and he yells “SHUT UP!!!!”
But do you shut up?
Spoiler alert: No.
“HEY HONDJE!!! LISTEN TO ME!!!” He shouts but you ignore him.
Realizing that he probably can’t make you listen he sighs and just goes back in his room, slamming the door behind him and getting back into bed.
Arthur
He is having the best wet dream known to man until the sound of your kazoo wakes him.
Slightly agitated, he sits up and gets lost in the sound of it, wondering who’s playing.
When he hears Theo yelling, he gets up and opens the door
As soon as he sees you, he smirks.
You’re pretty good at playing… whatever that instrument is.
He may ask you what it is in the morning. Well, after he’s done with that wet dream :P
Isaac
It’s only been an hour after he’d fallen asleep when the hellish noise awakes him.
“GREAT. JUST WHEN SLUMBER HAD FINALLY EMBRACED ME—”
He grumbles and buries his face in his pillow, not caring who it is who awoke him.
But he does have the slight feeling it’s you because only you would do something this chaotic at ungodly hours of the night.
“Dammit (Name)…”
Dazai
He’s sitting on the window sill staring at the moon, until a strange noise catches his ear.
“My my, where is that beautiful tune coming from?”
He gets back inside and sees you pacing around, kazoo between your lips as you DOOT DOOT DOOOOT—
He then grins and leans against the wall, enjoying your performance. You look so darn cute when you enjoy yourself.
⚔️ Jean
Jean is honestly just too done to react.
He just lies in bed, staring at the ceiling.
Why even sleep anyways?
Honestly tho, he’s a bit too used to the chaos that happens in the mansion on a daily basis that he isn’t all that fazed.
Probably falls asleep eventually.
⏳ Comte
Oh no not the kazoo—
ANYTHING but the kazoo—
He is NOT having ANY of it.
Cue Comte slamming his bedroom door open and stomping over while wearing hair curlers and a facial mask and a pink fluffy robe with matching bunny slippers.
“NOT TONIGHT—” he says as he confiscates your kazoo and shoo’s you to your room.
♂️ Sebastian
Tbh he was actually gonna join you until Comte took your kazoo away. Now he just has no reason to risk it.
Hey guys! I know that I just recently closed my ask box, but I just want y’all to keep this in mind for when I open it again:
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE only send one ask at a time!! Until I have finished the one that you have sent in, please don’t send another one in. I hope this doesn’t sound rude but I want to focus on everyone’s requests without my inbox getting way too full. Don’t get me wrong, I love writing for you guys! But please be patient until I’ve answered your first request!
Hey there @sweettangy I hope that you’re well, sweetpea! Thank you so much for this request, it was so so specific which is cool but, I had to stray slightly off path for it all to make sense, I hope that’s okay ^^’
Thank you all so much for reading and sticking by me whilst my uploads have kinda been few and far between, it means the world to me & I hope that I can continue to make content that y’all enjoy!
- JJ x
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Napoleon Bonaparte:
As MC prepared herself for an onslaught of yelling, insults and false accusations from her awful boss, her protective boyfriend Napoleon was just finishing his work teaching for the day. He and MC had agreed to meet after work so that they might go out for dinner together so, he had finished up with the children early that evening so that he could go and pick his darling up from work.
When Napoleon arrived at the art shop, he witnessed a confrontation between MC and her boss from outside the window. His body moved before he could think, rushing into the shop to shield his lover with his own body so that he stood in between her and her boss.
“Pray tell, sir, what business do you have with my employee?” The shop owner smiled condescendingly, nastily at Napoleon but, the ex-emperor stood his ground, protecting MC.
“I am her protector and I’d like to know what business you have showing her such disrespect. It is incredibly ungentlemanly to mistreat a lady.” The vampire, turned his gaze towards MC before speaking to her quietly, “Get you belongings and wait outside for me.”
As MC scrambled to grab her bag and coat, Napoleon took another step towards the shop owner, his right hand resting on the hilt of his rapier, “Now, sir, I don’t wish to cause you or your business any harm, but, mistreating a lady is the most unacceptable of crimes. I’d suggest that you pay compensation to this poor woman and increase her salary … should you want to keep your reputation untarnished in the public eye, that is.”
“Y-you have no right -”
“Oh, I think you’ll find that I have every right to protect the mademoiselle and see that her honour is kept in tact,” Napoleon turned to leave, glaring at the shop keeper one last time, “If I hear that she has come to any harm by your hand, you should expect a visit from the police.”
As soon as Napoleon left the shop, MC rushed into his arms, tucking herself tightly against his warm chest. The lady gently kissed her lover’s shoulder and lifted her gazed to meet his, “You saved me…”
“I promised that I always would, didn’t I?” Napoleon stroked MC’s hair comfortingly, a warm smile spread across her lips as his hand fell to grasp her own, “Would you still like to get dinner? Or do you want to go home and relax?”
“Dinner sounds nice…”
“As you wish, my lady,” he replied sweetly, taking her arm in his own as they walked to their restaurant of choice to enjoy dinner, with Napoleon fiercely protecting MC for the rest of the night.
More alignment charts, but this time they’re of IkeVamp! I included my MC in them too, and there’s a legend that helps you recognize each character, just in case you are unclear. Enjoy! ✨
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((I rearranged another alignment chart for this one.))
You both spend the day on edge when Arthur acts out of sorts, until you finally confront him about what has been on his mind.
Requestedby@rat-lol: “(Giving you something other than a kink or smut ask.) Can I request a story where it’s kind of like the story event of “With This Ring” except Y/N saw straight through Arthur’s lies. While she’s sitting on his lap, she pulls him into a hug, running her fingers through his hair, gently coaxing him to tell her what’s been bothering him. Eventually he tells her that he doesn’t think he’s good husband material and that he thought that if he changed then he would be bettee husband material. [2] (sorry for the long ask.) She the kisses his brow and tells him that he doesn’t have to change anything for her and that he is perfect just the way he his. From the top of his head to the tips of his toes, he is perfect in everyway. She also tells him that whoever told him that he’s not good husband material can fuk right off. Tell me what you think”
A/N: So this took a long time :D I am SO sorry it is only now being posted T-T.
“Still?” a sigh escaped you as you stared at the Comte.
“Unfortunately, yes, I have tried to turn him down but he insists on meeting you, he is very keen to do so and he says that our relationship would be solidified if you accepted his hand in marriage.”
“M-marriage? Why did he take this a step further?”
“I would not be able to tell you what his change of heart would have been, but in this instance, my word alone will not be able to convince him. He would have to hear it directly from you.”
A creaking floorboard outside Comte’s room tore your attention away from the conversation momentarily.
“Apologies, ma chérie, but I will need to conclude this now, I have business to attend to with Leonardo.” he smiled sweetly.
“Of course, thank you for your time, I will meet him tomorrow.” you nodded politely before placing your empty tea cup on the tray and walking towards the door. Back to the chores.
****
A shiver ran up your spine, breaking your train of thought, how am I ever going to do this?
“It’s a bit cold isn’t it?” You questioned, shaking your head in an attempt to get rid of this morning’s discussion from your brain, as you snuggled into Arthur’s side, walking on the hard paved road.
“It is, sorry sweetheart, this is the last errand of the day and we can go straight home.” He gave you a tight smile as he kept you by his side in an attempt to keep you warm.
For someone that was very good at observing and inspecting, he was doing a very poor job at concealing his own feelings. He had seemed on edge the whole day, somewhat distant – distant for Arthur anyway. It wasn’t something common for him to conceal important thoughts like this from you for this long, but you picked up on it instantly. It also made your mind race, what on earth could he be thinking about that might have made him so uneasy?
Despite making you overthink about every single problem that he might have with you, you wanted to respect his boundaries, trusting he will tell you when he is ready.
Trying to ignore the nagging feeling that was eating at your thoughts that were at the back of your mind, you followed him inside the shop, breathing out as the warmth comforted your cold limbs.
“Stay right here,” he instructed, going to the back of the shop. Furrowing your eyebrows, you looked around. A florist? Why on earth was he buying flowers for? And for whom? Surely it couldn’t be for another girl, you guys are exclusive, but why would he take you here, it would spoil the surprise, no? He hasn’t been seeing anyone, or has he? Is that what he wanted to talk to you about? Everything seemed fine this morning.
“Over here darling.” he came out, with a grin.. and a bouquet of flowers, “this is for you,” he pecked your temple, handing the beautiful selection into your arms.
“Why did you buy me flowers?” on any other day, you would have melted at his sweet action, but it almost feels like he is forcing an even more affectionate side of him that felt really out of place. The pit that you had tried to get rid of had reformed at a rapid rate in your stomach. Something was definitely coming, and you hated not having visibility on it.
“Thank you,” you smiled back, trying to hide the growing uneasiness. Lacing your arms together, he escorted you back to the residence.
****
A shaky sigh escaped you as you filled up the vase with water. Tonight, you had made the decision that you absolutely had to confront him about what was so off about him. Otherwise, you would not be able to have a smidge of sleep.
For some reason, the residence was very empty at the moment, only the occasional soul roaming about in the corridors for something to eat. The lack of interaction with other residents did not help your turbulent mind. You hoped that everything would have been sorted out tonight, although it was a naive thought to have. It could be out of your control entirely.
Opening the wrapping paper once the stems had set into the vase, fingertips delicately pulling it out and patting the bottom-side of the petals to make sure they stay in a nicely arranged manner.
Alright, let’s do this.
After a small breath, you put your head up, vase in hand, and walked up the stairs.
Knocking on the door when you arrived at his room, and only opening it once you heard his audible acknowledgement. You put on a brave face, dreading the worst.
“Hey sweetheart,” he smiled, putting his glasses down, deciding that he had finished reviewing his work, and turning towards you.
After returning the gesture, you glanced at the bed.
“Can we cuddle?” his eyebrows raised in surprise, but he quickly complied. Sliding onto the bed, you propped yourself up slightly against the pillows.
Following suit, he laid beside you, expecting you to put your head into his chest like you usually did, but this time, you guided his head to your shoulder, cuddling him against your chest.
Clearly surprised by this, he looked up at you, his cheek right against yours.
“What is this about, my love?” his arms wrapped around your waist, cheek against your collarbone.
“About you, what is wrong? You have been on edge all day.” your hands play with his hair in a soothing manner, and he found himself sighing in content.
“Nothing, just a little tired.”
“I’ve seen you tired and this ain’t it.” you purse your lips, not accepting his statement as an excuse.
“I don’t feel like I’m good enough for you.” he mumbled, hoping you didn’t pick that up.
“Why do you even think that?” you picked it up alright. You were offended by it and it showed.
“Well, I’m not exactly marriage material am I?” then it clicked. Of course he heard about the conversation you had with Le Comte, how did you not piece those two things together?
“Oh, baby,” you cooed, cupping his cheeks and kissing his forehead. He flushed in embarrassment, “why are you so stupid?” a chuckle escaped you, and this time he turned around and sunk in your chest, away from your eyes.
“Do you really think I care to marry?”
He turned around in confusion, having prepared for many different versions of scolding but not this one.
“What?” a mere whisper escaped him. After sighing, you kissed his forehead again, holding him closer and muttering,
“I don’t care for marriage. Now or in the future. As long as I’m with you, and whether you want to get married at all, I will happily wait, because I’ll still be spending the rest of my life with you regardless, and that’s more than any proposal could ever do.” Arthur locked eyes with you with a hopeful look. He probably did not realise how desperate he appeared.
“Are you serious?”
“I’m shocked you even question it,” you answered after a short scoff. Timidly, he hugged you tighter, burying his face in your neck, feeling the relief wash over him, “you’re a silly man Arthur.” a smile slowly etched itself on your face.
“I’m not!” he shot up, propping himself up on his arms and hovering over you whilst holding your gaze. His slight pout accompanied with his offended face made him look even more adorable.
“You really are very silly,” with a finger under his chin, you brought him closer, “silly that you should even be swayed by the proposal of another man.” you gave him a tender kiss, hand travelling into his hair as he kissed back, pushing you back down on the bed to control the kiss.
“I love you sweetheart,” he breathed out, mesmerised, laying his body on top of yours.
“I love you too,” his hand cupped your cheek for another, more passionate kiss.
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