꒰ idia's girl⁎⁺˳ ꒱

You had found him, the person who had caught your attention, who despite his busy days always had a little moment for you, at least most of the time… but sometimes it didn't seem enough. Especially when love felt just as overwhelming, when it stopped being a fleeting feeling and started burning in your chest with how intense it was. You weren't sure if love was supposed to feel that way, but even though you had found that person who made you feel the way people used to describe in old stories, no one mentioned that things don't always work out. No one ever mentioned in those stories that happy endings weren't always an option.

The unusual tapping on the window made you look up quickly, knowing what was coming. It had become a kind of code, letting you know it was Lilia. Living in the forest had its risks, and it wasn't always as peaceful as it was supposed to be.

A faint ray of light slipped inside the second you opened the window, and his face appeared before you a few seconds later. The smile that formed on his face was probably the most genuine he'd shown in months. Perhaps a few years ago you would have held back, you could still remember how nervous you were to touch him the first few times you met. But now, after so much time had passed and you'd learned that your moments together were rare, you didn't even bother to hold back anymore.

“Lilia!” Your arms circled him with difficulty because of the window frame that still stood between you two. The deep chuckle that escaped his lips and resonated in his chest caused a gentle vibration in your skin. Lilia's arms encircled you, holding you tight enough before pulling you against him. He began to take a few steps back, causing you to slide out the window and into the outside world beside him. You knew what he meant when he did that, you two had repeated that routine countless times.

“You took so long.” You didn’t even bother to move away from him when your bare feet touched the grass beneath you, he didn’t seem to want to let go either. Instead, his arms tightened around you, as if he was afraid of letting you go and never having the chance to touch you again. Though that was likely the case, he always disappeared for long periods of time, which is why every night together felt even more special since you’d accepted that his duty to Briar Valley would always come before anything between you.

“I told you it would take a while.” A weary sigh escaped his lips as he stepped back enough to meet your eyes. The faint moonlight made it all seem even more surreal, like a dream. "I think it will take me even longer next time."

Next time. The way your expression completely changed made his chest feel heavy with guilt. He hadn’t even had a chance to kiss you, and he’d already given you the worst news of all. That’s why he was there. Of course, a part of you knew it was a possibility, but there was still the naive part that always believed otherwise. That always hoped he wouldn’t have to leave so soon.

“But… It’s the first time I’ve seen you in almost a year.” Your brow furrowed, and for a second, that sadness mixed with resentment that had grown over the past few months returned. It wasn't that you expected him to abandon everything for you, that was ridiculous. It was just… you wanted more time.

Lilia had fought countless times, faced too many obstacles that demanded he be in complete control to keep his thoughts clear and cool before acting. And yet, he couldn’t explain the way his chest had filled with panic when he saw you look away, clearly disappointed and even annoyed by the situation.

“I’m sorry, okay? Don’t be sad. When I’m free, I’ll be back as fast as I can.” His gloved fingers took your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes. You knew it was unlikely that the cold you were feeling was actually from the fabric covering his fingers, but it was as if you had suddenly become overly aware of the cold of his armor against your body, even the cold of that night; it was as if everything felt… cold. You forced yourself to nod because you knew he always kept his promises, but you couldn’t help feeling disappointed knowing that the word “fast” in that sentence wasn’t always true. Last time it had taken a year. This time it could take months, or even much longer than a year. Nothing was certain when it came to Lilia.

You couldn't refuse; it wasn't like you were going to achieve anything if you did it anyway. You'd never tried, but for a second you wondered if, this time, you asked him to stay with you, maybe he would. Was it possible?

"Fine, I know it's not your fault and you have to go… but you have to come with me to that place." Your hand covered his, intertwining your fingers without thinking. Lilia didn't stop you when you started pulling him along a path he knew all too well.

"Where are we going?" He asked out of pure habit, although he knew perfectly well, and the fact that he only heard that little giggle of yours fading into the night must have been the sign he needed. Your steps quickened with each passing second, forcing him to keep up.

You had met Lilia almost by accident while wandering through the forest as usual on weekends. A couple of months later, he confessed that you had caught his attention that first time because of the way you confronted him, saying you had no intention of leaving that area of ​​the forest when he asked you to—during one of his perimeter investigations—and that it was actually he who should leave because you lived nearby. No one had ever spoken to him like that before; he was Lilia Vanrouge! And a complete unknown human had the nerve to treat him that way? Impossible.

The lake that had become your favorite place was one you discovered when you moved to that house far from everything. You'd never shared it with anyone until Lilia arrived. You loved the way the water looked at night, and the abundance of flowers and plants surrounding it made it even more beautiful. It was a little further away from everything else; people didn't usually venture that far into the forest, so most of the time it was private enough. Lilia had followed you there one of the first times you saw each other after that incident, and although he didn't exactly approach you, you had a conversation that only served to further deepen his interest in you.

The grass prickled the soles of your feet as you walked. You could still hear the faint clinking of Lilia's armor as he kept pace, never letting go of your hand. You two had repeated that routine so many times and he never let go of your hand. It wasn't until you reached the lake's edge that you finally felt his fingers slip out of your grasp, and for a split second, he was tempted to lean down and catch your hand before you could move any further away.

You sat down on the shore where you would normally dip your feet—and even where Lilia had once gently pushed you in, leaving you completely soaked—but tonight, things felt different. You simply waited for him to repeat the action, sitting down beside you. A weary sigh escaped his lips, and his fingers sought your hand once more.

You had convinced yourself that you liked playing with his fingers, but perhaps it was simply because you liked the feeling of his touch. Confirming that he was real, that it was him and not just an illusion. When Lilia was gone for so long, everything that followed his return felt unreal; you weren't entirely sure that this feeling was healthy.

"I don't want you to leave…" you finally admitted, breaking the silence, which returned seconds later because neither of you said anything.

Part of Lilia felt guilty for putting you in this situation, he truly wished things were different, but he simply couldn't leave everything behind, and although he knew you understood, he didn't want to blame you for wishing otherwise sometimes. Perhaps he even wished the same.

“Maybe this is the last time,” the words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop them. He had avoided saying them all night, and yet they had chosen this moment to escape his lips. He didn't want to give you false hope, and he wasn't even sure he would return soon enough, it was just a possibility. “I have to leave so quickly because… I already told you I'm not as young as I used to be, and I have to retire someday.”

A smile spread across your face, probably his favorite so far, and he was going to hate it if it turned out to be because of a lie. “But you’re still young,” you said with that teasing tone that made him roll his eyes. Your arms wrapped around him again, this time leaning over him, causing his arms to hold you tightly. “I don’t know much about fae, but to me you still look young. Almost like a teenager,” you joked, making him smile. Lilia rarely smiled, and until now, most of the time it was thanks to you.

“It’s obvious you know nothing about fae. My bones always ache.” It wasn't entirely a lie, but he knew he was still within what were considered his prime years. He was just… tired.

You had to admit those words had completely changed your mood. Even you were aware that you shouldn’t get your hopes up so quickly, anything could happen. Lilia might take longer than expected, or he might simply decide he still had a duty to fulfill and leave again soon after. But just for a second, you considered the possibility that next time it might be different, that he might finally stay by your side as you had so often wished, and that was enough to make you smile. You were convinced that experiencing that momentary happiness was far better than spending that brief time together in sadness.

“Are you going to cut your hair when you get back?” you asked, trying to tuck away a few strands that had fallen across his face. Lilia still didn't understand why you always pictured him with shorter hair, but he nodded. “And are we still going to live in the woods? You know I wouldn't want to move.”

You settled your head in the curve of his neck, feeling the heat emanating from him, however, it didn't take more than a couple of seconds before you felt him forcing you to look up at him. Before you could ask what was happening or if he didn't like it when you did that, his lips were pressed against yours. Lilia rarely initiated displays of affection, in fact, too much time had passed before you two had your first kiss, so you didn't refuse when you felt the way his lips moved against yours.

It was a calm, gentle kiss, as if he were savoring the light warmth you offered him and trying to etch that moment into his memory. The fabric covering his fingers brushed your cheek before tracing a small path to your jaw, and although he hoped the kiss would last longer, he forced himself to pull away just enough to look at you.

“We don’t have to move. I like the forest.” Lilia’s arms tightened slightly around you; at that moment, he had the feeling that if he dared to let go, you would vanish without warning.

A smile spread across his face as you snuggled back against his chest. Just five minutes. Five minutes before you had to leave. Five minutes that passed far too quickly for him, like the blink of an eye.

Lilia took you back home soon after, as usual, just to make sure nothing happened to you. He had never understood why you always slipped in through the window as if it wasn't your own house, but he had to admit it added a surreal atmosphere to your encounters.

There had been more than one goodbye kiss before he finally had to leave, and you had to fight the urge to repeat that you didn't want him to go. Instead, you clung to him almost as if your life depended on it. Those five minutes had stretched far too long for that moment, and even he was sure it had been more than half an hour.

“Please come back soon,” you murmured so softly that if it weren't for the silence of the night, it would probably go unnoticed.

“I will. I promise,” the whisper of his words against your cheek remained etched in your mind after that night, along with the way his breath touched your skin. Lilia's lips pressed against your cheek one last time as he forced himself to pull away from you, otherwise, he knew he could spend the entire night holding you in his arms.

Your eyes remained fixed on him as he disappeared into the forest, until he became a small silhouette that faded into the distance. You sighed with a touch of disappointment before going back inside and closing the window, just as you always did. You'd never considered belonging to anyone; you'd always been independent, so… why did you somehow want to feel like you belonged to Lilia?

He had never imagined himself in a situation where he would end up making those kinds of plans for the future. In fact, he never thought about the future because there were so many things that could go wrong, at least for him.

But he was going to live in the forest, and he was going to cut his hair.

Lilia would like to say that he kept his promise, that he came back for you when he left, and that you had your happy ending. However, one of the reasons he was so fascinated by humans was precisely because of how fragile they were. And you were no exception.

Lilia would have liked to say that he returned in time. He would have liked it.

ෆ boyfriend!azul who feels that he can only be himself with you. Although at first it was difficult for Azul to open up about his past, over the months—and perhaps with a few nudges from you—he was able to open up more when you were alone together. Sometimes he's slightly more clingy than is acceptable in public, or even those times when he lets all his stress show after days of working without a break. Even though he tries to hide it, he's not invincible, and even the best businessman needs a break.

ෆ boyfriend!azul who memorizes all your favorite things. Because he's always doing these little things for you, Azul has almost automatically started memorizing tiny details that make a gift or gesture completely different. From basic things like your favorite food or drink, to ridiculously specific things, like whether you prefer the topics in the study guides to have a specific color highlighter, or even if you'd like a change in your drink. Special treatment from the lounge.

ෆ boyfriend!azul who makes sure you always get special treatment, even if he won't admit it out loud. Azul has a lot of influence throughout the school; he has connections and knows how to pull them all to make you comfortable in every aspect, not just at octavinelle—where you already get special treatment—not to mention that he also gives you the best study guides without you having to work for him. Although he'll probably add some clause to your imaginary contract about extra hugs or a dinner together on the weekend.

── If you know how to play, you'd hear the loudest yapping about how you're the best duo. We already established that Idia would show off his skills, but if you're a good player like him, he'd start talking into the microphone about how you're the best duo and that you two are going to win. Although, if you lose for any reason, he'll probably blame the server or the lag.

── If you don't know how to play, he'd tease you, but affectionately, and give you a quick lesson before the match starts. In fact, he'd be a bit more protective than usual during the match, even if he doesn't say so out loud. Partly because he wants you to enjoy the experience without getting eliminated too quickly, and also because he'd help you improve so you can keep playing together.

── Bonus: little fan mode. His eyes would wander more than they should just to watch you play, and he'd celebrate every k!ll, maybe saying something quick into the mic—or more of a whisper to himself—especially towards the end of the match. If someone takes him out of the match first and you take on the task of avenging him, he'll probably cheer you on or give you callouts to help you. And that deserves a pause to give you a victory kiss.

It was quite late and although Riddle knew he should be sleeping soon, he couldn't refuse to tutor his girlfriend when she had an important exam. He never showed overly obvious affection in public, but in those moments there was no one around, and it was something you decided to take full advantage of.

Of course, when the kiss began, his rational side tried to stop before it went any further. However, he didn't know exactly at what point he had completely surrendered to you, his brain felt asleep due to your lips and you had been the one who had taken control. Unfortunately for Riddle, there was no rulebook on how to behave in a relationship—otherwise, he would have revealed his feelings for you a long time ago—so even in those moments when he seemed to need more of your lips, he held you with surprising softness. His kisses are somewhat less intense than what someone would expect, however you could feel him gaining confidence with each passing second, leaning closer and pressing your body against him almost unconsciously. It wasn't until he pulled away due to lack of air that he begins to leave small kisses on your cheek trying to process the fact that he has just broken one of his internal rules about displays of affection in public places.

── Ace Trappola

ෆ With Ace it would probably happen in the hallways before class. Something that had started as a simple goodbye kiss that quickly escalated into something more, maybe because he still had that ugly feeling of senseless jealousy from the day before.

You remember that when you started dating Ace he made those little jokes about how seeing couples kissing around was disgusting… and somehow he had ended up in a similar situation with you, but how could he resist his pretty girlfriend? There weren't too many students around when his arms wrapped around you to press his lips against your cheek in a quick goodbye kiss that had turned into something more too quickly.

His lips traced a path to your lips before pressing them against yours, and you tried your best not to give in, you had tried with all your soul and still it hadn't worked. Ace’s arms tightened around your waist in an attempt to hold you as he began to take small steps forcing you to back away with him, you wanted to ask him what he was doing, but he hadn't pulled away from your lips even to let you breathe. In those moments air seemed overrated.

Your back hit the wall behind you making you let out a gasp against his lips, which made that smirk form on his face as he pulled away from you just enough to catch his breath.

“Why are you smiling like that?” you asked trying not to make it obvious that you were out of breath.

“You like it when I kissed you like that.”

“Of course I liked it, idiot. You're my boyfriend.” you let out a huff rolling your eyes. Of course you could have a small argument about that, but you had exactly five more minutes before the next class, and although teasing your boyfriend seemed like a great idea, all you could do at that moment was take his face in your hands to press his lips against yours once more.

── Deuce Spade

ෆ Deuce always likes to have those little moments with you after a long day, so it would probably happen in his room after a tiring day.

He always got a little nervous when it came to physical affection with you, especially when you two were alone, and although anyone else would have mocked him for still getting slightly nervous around his girlfriend, you could only think about how sweet it was to you that no matter how long you had been dating, he tried his absolute best to be the perfect boyfriend. So when you initiated a small kiss, it wasn't in his plans for it to become slightly intense.

Deuce’s arms were carefully around you, holding you with an impressive firmness, your fingers sank into his hair, feeling him lean slightly more toward you, letting gravity pull you in. Your back hit softly the mattress beneath you, Deuce's perfect facade crumbled slightly at that moment; he continued to hold you with an impressive delicacy despite the urgency of his lips on yours.

The lack of air made you pull away from him without warning and breathing heavily, his lips grazed to your cheek while he tried to catch his breath, feeling the nerves return to him for a second as he realized his own behavior. But how could he resist when it came to your lips?

── Cater Diamond

ෆ With Cater it would be in one of those moments where he finally lets his mask fall while you both take a night walk.

You're not supposed to be wandering around the gardens late at night, but it was probably one of his favorite moments; with no one around, no cameras or rules to follow. The moment he felt you gently pull him behind a tree, he couldn't resist, nor could he when he felt your lips against his. However, it was Cater who leaned more toward you deepening the kiss. His fingers sank gently into your hips, as if he needed to be sure you were there and his body felt warm despite the cold of the night.

Your back bumped gently against the tree trunk, his body pressed against yours and his fingers traced a small path up your side until you felt them brush your jaw. It was a noise in the distance that made you pull away from him, you felt his teeth gently sink into your bottom lip before breaking the kiss completely, letting your eyes look around in search of anyone responsible for interrupting that moment.

── Trey Clover

ෆ With Trey it would be something more intimate, probably a moment alone in the dorm lounge almost at dusk.

You were heading to his room when you found Trey in the dorm lounge. At first you had only slipped into his lap to say goodnight, however the moment your lips touched his you felt all the weight of tiredness vanish.

At first it hadn't been anything different from the few displays of affection you had in public. It wasn't until you pulled away for a second to catch your breath that you noticed that different glint in those eyes, the arm around your waist pressed you closer against him and exactly two seconds passed before he devoured your lips again.

His fingers sank into your hair and his lips moved against yours with an agonizing slowness, feeling his teeth gently brush against your bottom lip and his heavy breath against your face. It was obvious he didn't want to pull away from you and he probably wouldn't have if it wasn't because he remembered where you two were. His glasses were slightly crooked when he forced himself to pull away from you, his thumb outlined your bottom lip before pressing his lips against yours again, this time in a soft and short kiss.

── at the start of your relationship, Vil was the first to suspect something was off. of course that despite not talking to each other, there were glances or things out of the usual that made his interest grow. not only because you were his girlfriend, but because Epel spent a lot of time around him. Vil was an expert at reading the younger boy's expressions; every time he saw you or someone mentioned your name, even if he did his best to hide it. Vil didn't take long to notice that his girlfriend was hiding something from him.

── Vil always understood the reason why you had done it. after explaining the whole situation to him during one of those nights before sleeping, where either of you—or even both—have a conversation a bit deeper than usual, everything comes out. at first Vil didn't confront you, he let it be something that you yourself explained to him, but as soon as he heard the real problem, he understood instantly why you had done it. he himself has been in the public eye since he was a child, he has seen how that has affected his personal relationships and he knew what it could have caused to your family. however, he also understood Epel's resentment and why he couldn't fully grasp what you did.

── after finding out, Vil ended up trying to be a bridge between both of you… and it went wrong. he started by calling Epel out on his harsh attitude towards you, which made Epel realize he was aware of the situation. that was what he needed to demand Vil not to get involved in his personal matters, he was already upset enough due to the fact that you two had started dating. on the other hand, a part of you appreciates that Vil tried to help, another part of you has that mix of worry that probably Epel is now even more upset with you! in the end, Vil simply can't believe that you've both unconsciously teamed up to be upset with him.

── bonus: he is your biggest fan. being in the same industry as you, Vil knows how demanding it can be, but he also knows how hard you work and is something he admires about you. do you need advice? he'll definitely help you. do you need real, constructive criticism? he'll be the one to tell you straight up. do you need someone to cheer you up? he'll undoubtedly be the first one there. but above all, he will be the first person to celebrate your projects and achievements. after all, he is the one who understands it better than anyone.