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Wriothesley meeting you was simply just a coincidence, just an unexpected encounter from work.

One time you got into trouble at work outside Fontaine, and coincidentally, he, Wriothesley, was there to help you. And as if the Gods hear your wishes to see him again, ever since that one encounter you kept seeing him. Either making his way to palais memornia, or on his way back to the fortress after a meeting.

Eventually, because of the numerous encounters, you two started to become friends, by having a tea session together every now and then. It was mostly you visiting him though due to his duties at the fortress doesn't really let him wander around freely like you do.

Soon enough the friendship blooms into something more, it started formal to casual. Jokes would be thrown at each other as you two understand more of one another on every meeting.

Then there's a day where he starts distancing himself, it was subtle at first but soon enough it became prominent. Starting off with how he started to have less jokes to throw, then dismissing himself early on a few conversations with you, to literally avoiding you. Saying that paperwork got piled up and it needs to be done as soon as possible, well you didn't complain at first as the evidence is there, the papers are stacking up on his office.

But there's a day where you thought that he'd take a day off for a breather, but apparently,

God says no. He did not.

Now that got you worried about his health, your recent visits are mostly ended with the guards saying Wriothesley not accepting any guests. Eventually you resorted to visiting Sigewinne instead, you express your worry towards her as she hummed in understanding. Nodding her head as she seemed to mentally takes notes of your genuine worry of this avoiding situation.

You hoped it was just your imagination of him actively avoiding you.

Then comes the day that you prayed didn't happen, you got a letter from Sigewinne saying that his grace got into a high fever. And surprisingly in that letter, you see Sigewinne writes, Wriothesley has been muttering apologies towards you. You weren't sure if it was just a joke or whatnot, but you'll found out soon enough if it's true or not.

And upon arriving at the Fortress once again, Sigewinne led you to Wriothesley, his own private room. "He's sleeping right now" Sigewinne informed you as she slowly opens the door for you, "You know where to get me if anything happened." She smiled at you before leaving you alone inside Wriothesley's room. It was like as if she knew what was truly going on between you two.

Stepping further into his chamber, there he laid on his bed. Face scrunches up slightly as he seemed to have great difficulty to breathe, she looked around the room and back to Wriothesley again. It pains you to see him like this, he must've overworked himself to the brink of death.

Soon enough you decided to help Sigewinne with wiping his sweat off, making sure his body cools down. The time ticks as you kept doing so, to the point where you and unintentionally fallen asleep right beside his bed. And that's when you hear him, a low groan and a muffled incoherent words—.. slowly it became clearer and he says—..

"Sorry.. I'm scared.. [ ]"

That's when your eyes shot open, you look up at him who's clearly still asleep. You stared, waited. And there's the mutter again—

"..rry.. forgive.. me.. [ ]" Your heart aches at the words, an apology that never really said towards you directly. You gently brush your knuckles against his cheek, "I'm here," You whispered softly, then silence occurs once more in his room.

Sighing, you continue taking care of him. To the point of you kept visiting him to take care of him when he's asleep! Not when he was conscious to eat and talk. He didn't know you were taking care of him other than Sigewinne. That is until one day of your visit, you had fallen asleep longer than intended.

The man on the bed stirs, eyes fluttering open as he let his eyes readjust to the dim light in his room. Soon enough he noticed there's someone else in the room, he looked down and there you are, sleeping peacefully right beside his bed. With a bowl beside you, indicating that you were wiping his sweat. Slowly getting up, there's a napkin falling off his forehead. Immediately he grabbed it and stared at it, his eyes then darted back to you who's still asleep.

"Have you.. been the one taking care of me..?" His voice barely above a whisper as he sat there in silence, watching you sleep on the cold floor beside his bed. His hand, instinctively reaches out towards you before he froze on the spot and notices you who slowly stirring up awake. He immediately pull his hand back and just let it drop to his sides.

Soon enough you two made eye contact, it took you a second to realize that he's awake. Now staring at you, "I, .. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have—" "I'm sorry." He cuts you off with his own apology.

You blinked at him, confused. "What for?" "Avoiding you." He added, then there's a long silence between you as you sat there staring up at him. "There's a.. foreign, thing.. building up inside me." He muttered softly, "The feeling of, able to rely on you."

Your brows furrowed at his statement, where is this going? You wonder?

"Safe, Comfort. I never felt like so in a very long time." He stated gently, his gaze was glued to the bowl beside you the entire time he spoke all that. Then he finally look up to you. "I didn't know how to handle that foreign feeling." He admitted, your heart skipped a beat.

"You," He exhaled shakily, "Changed me." He added. But there's no sense of remorse in his tone, "In a way I never thought I'll feel it again." He whispered oh so uncharacteristically soft.

"You make me feel,

Alive."

He stared at you as the words hung heavily in the air, you two didn't say a word for a minute before you finally decided to speak— "Do you hate it?" "Hate? ..No." he shook his head.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" The question linger unexpectedly longer than anticipated, but soon enough he broke it first by saying—

"If you don't mind," He whispered,

"Hold me."

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You, are known as a Beta. Wriothesley at the other hand as you guessed it, many see him as an Alpha. He doesn't correct them nor deny them, he simply just let the words fly from one lips to another. As long as it doesn't ruin his line of work, he just let it linger in the air.

Your position in this scenario is, as Wriothesley's secretary.

You both work at perfection, nothing is a miss. You did hear the rumors going around, you see him the same like how the society sees him. As an Alpha. But you're a Beta, it shouldn't have effect you as much, right?

You two spent most of the time together, surprisingly, or perhaps unsurprisingly. Many known you as a Beta, so many wouldn't mind spending time with you as you don't really have any particular smell around you.

Until one day,

Someone close to you pointed out that, there's, a bit of sweet smell coming from you. At first you were confused, you smell yourself, making sure that you.. don't reek of smell? Though they said it's sweet.

Maybe they're just imagining it.

But as the day goes on, it seems like the sweet scent goes stronger. To the point everyone thought you're just showering yourself with a sweet perfume.

Well, you're not.

You didn't shower yourself with perfume, even if you did, it wouldn't be as much as your close friends described. Why would you even put so much in the first place?

Arriving at Wriothesley's office today like usual, you see him sitting on his seat. Eyes on the papers in his hands, working like how he's supposed to be. You have to work, and so you tried to ignore your friends' words about the scent going around you.

And unfortunately, It goes worse.

Your body aches, in a way you never felt before. It's growing hotter, your breathing grows more ragged than before as your mind goes into a haze. Yesterday you tried to force yourself to go to work, but you have been.. acting weird. Wriothesley claimed.

You have been staring at his neck. His nape.

As if it is the most, interesting thing in damn tevyat. One time you didn't realize you were inching close to him, eyes glued to his nape as he, was not wearing his coat at the time. He was facing away from you, holding a paper, while the other is a cup of tea. Sipping away the stress. You were on the couch, but as if something possesses you, you got up, slowly approaching him from behind, reaching out to his neck only for him to turn at you—

"—?? What are you doing?" "Huh? Oh— I'm sorry, I, I didn't know what's gotten into me—.. sorry, again."

He then dismisses you to go home early as you have been acting out of it that day. You couldn't deny as you went back home, feeling dishevelled.

And so here you are, on your third day of not going to work. Bedridden as you're feeling like you're at the brink of death. It's very, otherworldly feeling. It feels, foreign. You never felt like so in your entire life.

It took you a whole week. To finally not feeling. Sick.

Then your days go like normal, working as usual, making sure the inmates are doing their respective tasks. Doing half of Wriothesley's paperworks, like how you are doing before whatever otherworldly sickness you got.

Months passed since your... Otherworldly sickness. And you felt something, has changed in you. In a way that, it doesn't feel like it belongs there to begin with.

One day, Wriothesley decided to take a day off— or so he said before the plan changes to 3 days, then 5.. then 7..

As a secretary, and a close friend of his, you decided to check up on him. But then your steps stopped right by his front door, there's a agonizingly tantalizing scent coming from inside.

Huh?

What?

Hesitantly, you knocked. Then you heard footsteps, a bit slower and, slightly staggering steps coming closer to the front door eventually you hear shuffling from the other side and then there's a click—

Then there he is, he opens the door, wearing.. absolutely nothing on top but pants. He exhaled shakily, smiling apologetically at the.. undeniably attractive view.

"Sorry, I uh.. have a bit.. of... Difficu..lties...." He trailed off, his face twitched slightly as he stared at you, his hues now dilated, his brows furrowed slightly as he then grew quiet. His hand twitches at the door frame, "Hey.. do you, always.. smell so.. sweet?" He muttered.

"N...o?" You tilt your head as you started to get dizzy with this weird intoxicating scent coming from—..

Wriothesley?

What is happening?

First of all, you planned on checking up on him. Second, you planned on taking care of him as a good friend you are. Third, all that plan is thrown out the window as your body moves by itself, pushing Wriothesley back in and closes the door behind you, and then you pulled him into a kiss.

Everything happened so fast, before you know it he's already underneath you, breathing heavily as he look—... So,

Needy.

Desperate.

Craving.

For your entire existence, soon enough you can feel your chest tightened again, reminding you of that otherworldly sickness. His hands gripped on your hips, he exhaled softly as he then propped himself up just a bit and then hover his lips before yours. "Kiss..?" He muttered, his eyes flickered from your hues, down to your lips, then up again. Waiting for your response.

"This.. is uncharacteristic of me.. but.." He paused, seemingly contemplating to spill out the thoughts, you bet the words are stuck on his throat, or even at the tip of his tongue. "Tell me.." You cooed softly, "I need you, mark me."

You froze.

You blinked, staring at him. What's going on? Aren't both of you, Betas..? So why.. is this all happening? Is our body, changing? How is that even possible—

"Please."

Well Shit.

Then everything seemed surreal, your hands roam around his burning body, his hands also doing the same. Soon enough you're both laying skin to skin, being intimate, forgetting the fact that you're just, ...a Boss - Secretary. Forgetting that you're both just friends, now you're both eating each other up like there's no tomorrow.

Last thing you remember is that, you sank your teeth on Wriothesley's Nape. Earning a breathless gasp from the male before you two continue the intimacy that's being shared.

You woke up, feeling groggy. Your lower half felt heavy, your eyes fluttering open, you see a bundle underneath the blanket. Confused, you raise the blanket to see Wriothesley wrapping his arms around your middle, and sleeping away in peace. You can see marks and scratches all over his back, bet there's more at the front. But that's not the point— or is it?

Anyways, you tried to remember what happened. Only to remember every single detail of what you two had shared the past few days. Yes. It took days.

"W, Wriothesley?" You called out to him, he stirred slightly before nuzzling his face further on your stomach, "Mmm..?" He hummed softly as a response it seems. "You, ..Are you okay..?" You whispered to him as you hesitantly ran your fingers through his black and grey hairlocks. "Mmm.. Yes.." He snuggled closer, eventually he crawl up just a bit for him to rest on your chest. "...Are you?" He asked his voice raspy as he look up at you, arms still wrapped around you.

"Yeah, I'm okay." You nod slightly as you brush your knuckles against his cheek, neither of you seem to understand what is happening to your own body, but one thing for sure now is that,

Neither of you are Betas anymore.

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Shiyuan.

He treats you so well, always giving his time for you whenever you're in need of a company, sure he does the same with his sister, but most of the time whenever his sister is busy with Wise and Belle, he spends his time with you.

His alluring, admirable and composed appearance never cease to amaze you, always succeeding on making your heart flutter. His voice? God. Don't even mention it.

He spoke so softly towards you, sometimes, a little bit too intimate towards someone who's just a 'friend '.

Whenever you're out wandering off somewhere, he often 'coincidentally' encounter you on the same area. Giving out either he got some work to do there, or he simply just going out for a walk. It doesn't happen once, or twice. It happened questionably a lot of times. And usually it ends with him accompanying you the entire trip, 'Just to make sure you're safe' he said.

The trip with him usually isn't that bad, his company usually lighten up the mood as he took you to places you never consider to visit before at the area you're in.

So whenever you had a bad day, wandering off by yourself, you'll always come back home feeling much better and with him by your side.

Sometimes you'll ask if he ever got busy since somehow, he manage to always, always, found you.

"Yes, of course I do, there are times when I have to fulfill my duties at the temple."

And well that's true, there are days where you couldn't spot him anywhere. Hearing the whispers from the folks around saying that the Yunkui Summit people are busy in the hollow.

One day he never returned, heard that he was very, busy outside waifei peninsula, it's.. a bit disheartening to hear that he left without saying anything. Usually he would, but this time he didn't.

Days turned into weeks, first few days was hard, but slowly you've come to accept that, you're just a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. You even became acquainted with his younger sister, Shunguang!

One night, you were coming home late. Unusually late, you dragged your foot back home, desperately wanting to fall on your plush bed and just drift off to sleep.

Walking alone, you were unaware of the dangers around you. You felt shivers on your spine as you swore you felt like you're being watched by the darkness, one moment you stopped walking, looking around cautiously before kept going forward. And, fortunately you arrived home safely.

But that feeling of being watched, kept happening. Almost every damn night whenever you're going back home all by yourself, or even with friends. You're still being watched.

Until one night, you're laying on your bed. Staring at the ceiling above, you listened to the sound outside. Soft chattering echoes throughout the night, sometimes a creak from your neighbours. Then you saw the light from under your door slowly getting covered by a shadow.

You didn't hear any footsteps, but someone is definitely standing there. Just for a few seconds before you see the shadow slowly moved away, as if they no longer have any interest on whatever, or whoever it is behind the closed door.

Your curiosity won you over, cautiously you approached the door and opened it. Peeking out to see who is it that stood by your door, and then there you see a tail just disappearing right at the corner.

"Shiyuan?"

You recognize that tail, that fluffy tail that you love to brush your hand against on certain days. It's funny how you'll just go up to him and ask if you can brush his tail, on the first few times he was taken a back but eventually he let's you.

And that fluffy tail is definitely the tail that you usually brush, but the colour.. is different. Is it really him?

Instinctively you chase after it, following wherever that shadow took you. Until you reached a dead end, standing there, all by yourself. Breathing slightly ragged as you just went out chasing someone you're not even entirely sure it's actually the man you're looking for.

And just when you're about to give up, you heard a footstep behind you—

"It is dangerous to go out at the dead of night, following a stranger nonetheless."

You recognize that voice very well, thus you turned—..

The night breeze brushes between you and him, making his long raven hair and yours sway ever so slightly. His eyes. His hair. The way he represents himself.

Still the same Shiyuan that you knew.

But, the colour. It's different. His glasses is no where to be found.

"Shiyuan..?"

His gaze softened, his right hand that's in front clenches slightly. He averted his gaze for a moment before looking back at you, seemingly guilty? For what?—

"Are you okay?" You asked him, "Me..? Yes, I am." He replied rather, hesitantly. You stay rooted on the spot, staring at the man before you. The silence stretched way too long for comfort, "Have you been well?" His voice gentle as he slowly approached you. You couldn't get yourself to reply immediately as his eyes seemed to.. distract you.

You never really pay attention how, attractive his red hues are due to him wearing glasses most of the time. But now that you can see them, they're rather.. enchanting.

Before you realized it, he's already standing before you. A little bit too close for comfort? Or perhaps you want him to be closer?..

You tilt your head up slightly, you see your own reflection in his eyes. His gaze lowered, looking at you. His attire shuffled slightly as he moved his hand up, then his cold finger tips brushes against your cheek—.. to your earlobe—.. down to your jaw. Then he stops at your chin.

"Are you hurt?" He whispered softly, you shook your head. "Have you been taking care of yourself?" His thumb brush against your chin slowly, you slowly nod your head. His gaze wander from one to another seemingly eyeing your entire face. Then his eyes finally landed on yours, "I'm glad." He placed his palm on your cheek, brushing his thumb against your cheekbone. The corner of his lips twitched slightly, he then stepped back, "I'll escort you back home."

And he did.

Now you're standing back at the front of your apartment door, he stood beside you. You hesitantly hover your hand on the handle, contemplating if you should just ask. Or..

Fuck it.

"Will I be seeing you again tomorrow?" You whispered softly, you expected him to not hear it. Genuinely hoping that he wouldn't, but he's a Thiren.

Internally you scold yourself before just, grabbing the handle and just—

"Do you want me to be? "

His voice echoed slightly behind you, you froze. His voice is slightly, different. You were about to turn but then you feel his body hovering over yours. His shadow loomed over you his left hand placed on the wall then his right hand over yours on the handle.

Then you felt something soft brushing against your leg, you look down— it's his tail, slowly.. cautiously, wrapping itself around your leg. Then you felt his breath beside your right ear— his hair brushes slightly against your skin. "Would you like me to?"

Your heart spiked, with the distance you have with him. There's a possibility he could hear it, right? Your heart that's about to burst out—

"I missed you."

What?

"Huh?" You tilt your head slightly, but he stopped you, before you could see his face. His grip on your hand that's holding the door handle tightened slightly,

"I missed you."

He repeated, again.

Shiyuan?

Shiyuan missed you?

You exhaled shakily, "You, ..missed me?" You repeated his statement, there was no answer. Instead you feel his tail twitched slightly as it wrapped around your leg tighter.

Ah.

"May I hold you? " He whispered softly right beside your ear, you can feel his breath stutter slightly as he asked the question. It took you a moment before you slowly nod your head.

And then his hand that was previously on the wall slowly retracted, then it wrap themselves around your waist. The other who held your hand, slowly slide up to your arm. And it wrapped itself around your shoulder, gently pulling you close to the point where your back is pressed against his broad chest. His face buried right between your neck, his hold tightened around you.

"Thank you." He muttered softly. "Do you want to see me again?"

His question lingered way too long, the air feels hot as you both stood there. His hands that was wrapped around you squeezes your skin slightly, "... Let me correct myself," He cut the silence, "May I please come and see you?" "Tomorrow?..." "Just tomorrow? "

Oh, he wants more.

"..You can always come and see me."

He leaned his face closer to your ear, his arms tightened up once more around your figure—...

"Thank you," He stated, "I'll come and visit you again.."

And ever since that night, he'll come over to visit, at ungodly hours. Knocking at your apartment door, sometimes looking clean, sometimes.. not. There are days where you welcome him and he's.. covered in wounds.

And ever since that night too, you felt like, some people avoided talking with you directly, or talking longer than necessary. It confuses you why most people acted that way around you. Some even went missing, gone without a trace.

Then there's Shiyuan, coming to visit you every night. It all started just from a frequent visit, slowly turning into a nightly routine of him holding you close as you drift off to sleep.

Started from a question he hesitantly asked— "May I hold you as you fall asleep?"

He asked the question for a week straight before he just, joins you on the bed whenever you're planning to go to sleep. His hand brush against your hair as he watches you go to sleep every night, and then you would wake up with an empty room. Shiyuan is nowhere to be found, only his scent that lingers in the room. Longer than it should be.

Meanwhile those missing people, only a few manage to return. Unfortunately some that returned could go missing once again. And then there are rumours started going around, saying that there's a man, no— a Thiren. Wearing black attire, that threatens them to stay away from you. Most of the missing people are mostly the ones that are 'life-threatening' to be around you. Or to put it simply, dangerous to be wandering free around you.

Somewhere out there, Shiyuan. Would be watching over you, eyeing the people that you talked with. Speculating which people that you've talked with is 'Dangerous' for you, and when he felt like they're dangerous—

The very next day, they're missing.

At the very same day, he'll come over to visit you when you're already sleeping. You'll know he visited you by his scent, or if you're a light sleeper, you'll know by how your bed dipped right beside you as he slide on the bed. Sometimes there'll be a night where you could smell.. blood, the bed didn't dip whenever you smell it.

It is as if he doesn't want to taint your sheets.

What would you do if he ever come to visit with blood all over him? You wouldn't ignore him now would you? Not when he always protected you, loving you—..

Wait, he loves you? Perhaps, he does.

In his own way.

And he'll make sure that you know, that his love is worth it.

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