Irandial Wintoris

It was an accident, a stupid mishap. Your eyeglasses were flying off your face during a tickling play fight with Rafayel. As you squirmed, giggled, and attacked back at him, one of his elbows hit your cheekbone and the rim of your spectacles in an attempt at defense. Now the glasses were scattered under his giant orange sofa, and you were holding your cheek in light pain.

“Oh, Cutie! Shit! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” your boyfriend pleaded and mumbled again and again as he carefully prys your hands away from your face to take a look at your accident-beaten face.

You let Rafayel tenderly brush over the light bruise on your cheek as you try to look at him. But without your glasses, you literally have the eyesight of a mole. All you see is a blurry version of him, all hazed purple locks and his fair skin. Sprinkled with a flurry of blue and pink that are his eyes. 

After he makes sure that the accidental hit of his elbow didn’t cause any serious damage, he cradles you even closer. And now you see his handsome face clearly again.

The sunset in his orbs is wide open as his eyes are rounded wide, unblinking adoration all over his face.

“What is it, Rafayel?” you ask confused. Why is he looking at you like he sees you for the first time?

A bright beaming smile appears on his face like the sun dawning over the sea “I’ve never seen you without the frames. You’re even more beautiful.” and you feel a sudden warmth heating your cheeks. “My poor artistic self can’t possibly endure such divine view.” Rafayel dramatically clutches his chest with one hand as he lets go of you.

And you slap his shoulder “Stop flattering me and help me get them back, you silly fish!” You laugh at the last words, but a nasty shadow of insecurity lingers.

A few moments later, Rafayel gets down on his knees to retrieve your glasses, and with a prideful “Tadaa!” he presents the simple frames to you, safe and sound.

But the shadow from moments before turned into an ugly doubt. “You think I’m prettier without the glasses?” You look at him, anxious that he might say yes. Years of insecurity suddenly crash down on you.

And Rafayel only frowns “No, cutie!” Then he gently places the eyewear back on your face. “You're beautiful with or without. I was simply surprised to see a new side of you. One I have never been blessed to see before, my sweet darling.” and a soft kiss meets your cheeks. “Your glasses frame your graceful face perfectly, as the right frame does highlight the beauty of a painting. But the painting without the frame needs to be amazing in the first place to be completed like this.”

Whoosh! There they are flying away, your glasses. Yes! Flying! Because your boyfriend, that big childish Dummy, snatched them from your face with his evol to tease you.

“Caleb!” You scream his name. “What are you? Five?! Give them back!” Desperately you try to grab the frames but to no avail, hunting after them for a few steps as they always levitate out of your reach every time you jump forward. Now, they’re above his stupidly handsome face.

And as you bump against Caleb’s broad chest in a desperate attempt to snatch them, not noticing how he guided you towards him, you’re suddenly trapped within his strong arms.

Surrounded in your boyfriend's embrace he laughs at you, purple and pink eyes glistening in shameless amusement. “That’s for criticizing my cooking skills, pip-squeak.” A soft peck at your forehead before Caleb gazes deep into your now uncovered eyes. “It’s been a while since I saw you without them.” Then a light flush creeps upon the apple of his cheeks “Beautiful.” and after a sheepish scratch at the back of his head “That blue light filter makes them look so different.”

Suddenly you’re feeling too hot and you avert your gaze, getting shy about his compliment and your different look. “B- but it protects my eyes when I’m working...” you stutter out.

A big hand is cradling one side of your face and turning it gently. Now you’re forced to look at your handsome boyfriend again. “You know... You can quit anytime. I’d be happy to provide everythin’ for you, honey.”  

A soft knock at the closed double doors of your walk-in wardrobe in Sylus's mansion startles you out of your desperate crying. Your boyfriend must’ve heard you, as you broke out in tears over your now damaged glasses.

You sniffle and wipe away your tears as you inhale and exhale for the last time to calm yourself down. Then you call him to come in. 

The door opens, and you hear it more than you actually see it. “Be careful, Sy. My broken glasses have to lie around here somewhere,” you add with a weak voice. God, you can’t see shit without these. Everything is a blur of colors and motions. And new tears start to prickle at the corner of your eyes as the familiar dread creeps up on you once more.

“Is this the reason for your tears, sweetie?” Sylus gentle voice rumbling as you manage to put the outline out of his dark figure in front of you. You can’t recognize the look in his crimson eyes now, they’re too far away for details. 

“Yes. They fell, and I think I accidentally stepped on them. Only heard a breaking noise.” Then the tears are falling again, and you bury your face in his neck as he pulls you into his lap and warm body. “I’m sorry, but I can’t go with you to the gala. I barely see anything.” The desperation about the missed opportunity to dance with him now wrecks your whole body, and you helplessly wail in his embrace.

Soft pets at your back and Sylus' deep voice hushes gently in your ear. “You don’t need to see anything. These people aren’t worth your attention regardless.” Then a low chuckle “As for your other concerns… I’m more than capable to carry you all night…” and now his voice is filled with the teasing tone you know so well by now “… On my arm like a spoiled little kitten.”

“These damn wanderers!”

You can only curse and cuss in a frantic voice as you get down to the ground and tap around in swift unpatient movements to look for your glasses.

As you fought against the last one in close combat, burying your short sword into the chest of a hearth knave, the head slam it gave you during struggling against death made them fall from your face. But the only things your fingers reach are pebbles and grass from the meadow that is your previous battlefield.

“Are you looking for these, my lady?” Xavier asks, voice filled with a playful formality as your spectacles appear in your field of vision.

With a relieved sigh, you get upright and take it from his outstretched silver-gloved hand. But of course, there’s now a giant crack in one of the curved lenses.

“Oh dammit!” you curse again. “I just bought these…” a heavy sadness twirling in your guts. Now you have to pay for a replacement. Not that these lenses were cheap in the first place with all the additions you need to only see straight. “And of course the crack goes straight through the midsection!” you really want to scream your anger into the late afternoon. But you don’t do it, not with the heavy dizziness caused by your fractured view.

You take the glasses off again and sigh with deep frustration as you look down at the ground. Pettiness and nauseous battle in your belly as you try to stabilize your line of sight with the help of the grass at your feet.

“Do you want to go to an optician for repair?” Xavier asks you, voice calm and empathetic. He knows about your eye conditions since you started hunting together.

As you lift your head to finally look at him his azure blue eyes go wide in surprise.

And you realize he never saw you without the frames around your eyes. Immediately a wave of timidity washes over you. “Don’t look at me like that,” you mumble. Oh god, can a hole now open up and swallow you?

An abashed cough before he answers “Sorry. Your strabismus makes you look very cute.”

You shoot him a glare. “Don’t make fun of me.”

Sky-blue eyes widen in surprise “I don’t! It’s really cute. Like a bunny.” A faint red hue spreads over his face before he suddenly steps close and curls an arm around your waist. “Hold on tight. I’ll bring you to the optician.”

As you arrive at the entrance of Akso hospital, you're out of breath and supporting yourself on a nearby wall of the entrance. 

You’re late and gave it all up to meet Zayne on time, despite your delay. Like a lunatic, you ran through the streets from the hospital. And the fact that you lost your eyewear halfway didn’t help your situation.

You bumped into a passerby and lost them in the process. You tried to find them, but with your bad eyes sight, no chance. And you didn’t have time to look around that thoroughly. Maybe they got caught in the drains of the street, you don’t know. It’s upsetting. But you couldn’t help it and since you were under heavy time pressure, you decided to give up on your eyewear.

At least you made it to a date with Zayne on time in one of his rare days when he is finishing work early. The joy of spending a whole afternoon and evening together makes up for the lost glasses.

“You’re here.” A soft voice suddenly interrupts your thoughts and lets you jump in surprise. Without the glasses, you didn't notice him approaching your position.

A tall figure standing beside you with dark hair and hazel eyes that look at you perplexed. “Did something happen? Usually, you’re not that easy to startle.“ Then his gaze narrowed on your face, and you saw the exact moment he noticed the missing glasses. “I see.”

Zayne’s hand wanders into the pocket of his gray coat and a little rectangular box appears, rounded at the edges. “Here. I’m glad I came prepared.” 

Perplexed you take the small crate, covered in an all-over print with little penguins wearing a space suit. “What is this?”

But before Zayne can give you an answer you open it and a pair of glasses blinks in the soft afternoon sun. 

“I bought this pair a while ago. In case you ever need a replacement.” comes the soothing voice of your boyfriend. 

“Time to bring back our three-step plan and lift it to the next level, Cutie!” Rafayel says with a beaming smile while holding your cuffed hands at the height of your face.

As you both take care of Thomas's daughter for an afternoon, she cuffed you together with some toys. Unfortunately, you can’t figure out how to reopen them.

You have a hunch that your fishie isn’t even trying to escape your forced proximity, not with the absolute blinding smile he throws at you and how he’s wiggling your cuffed wrists with utter joy.

You’re cuffed to Thomas instead

“What do you mean? You’re cuffed to him?” He puffs out, plush lip turning into that adorable pout you want to kiss away simply.

But unfortunately, you’re linked to Thomas by some mysterious toy cuffs that his daughter had put on you both.

Thomas only sighs “It’s not that serious, Rafayel.”

“Yeah, right. I just melt these things! Don’t worry Miss Bodyguard, you shall be set free soon!”

Both of you scream out in panic as he snaps his fingers to create a little flame.

“Huh? What’s that, pip-squeak?” comes your boyfriend's confused question as you snap the neon orange colored cuffs around both your wrists.

“You want me to keep me here for the next 24 hours?” purple eyes with that tinge of pink mustering you with glee “Then you better let me make my one-time call, since I’m imprisoned now. Don’t want the whole fleet to start a rescue mission for me, right?” As he ruffles your hair, seemingly content with this situation and not even trying to escape.

You’re stuck with Gideon instead

“What do you mean you’re stuck with Gideon for the next 24 hours?” comes Caleb’s perplexed answer through your phone as you called him, that you can’t visit him this weekend in Skyhaven.

“Both of you go to your home, I’ll be there in 60.” And just like this your boyfriend turns into the commanding Colonel of the Farspace Fleet.

“He'd better keep his hands to himself until then...” are the last words you hear before the call is interrupted.

Simply smirks as he looks down at the blaring pink toy cuffs that the little kid had you both captured in. “Feels familiar, huh?”

And with a gentle pull of his hands at your waist you land in his lap. Your personal menace is not showing any sign of trying to break free from these binds.

“Now you’re all mine, kitten.” Crimson eyes gleaming with satisfaction and a smug smile tug at his lips.

“What did I do?” Innocent rounded bunny eyes are thrown your way, as you snap some cuffs around Xavier’s wrists. The pastel purple fake fur is a stark contrast to the white sweater of your boyfriend.

“I swear, I didn’t eat the last piece of cake this time.”

As the other snaps around your wrist, you tell him that this is his punishment for going on a solo mission. 24 hours now with you are going to prevent him from doing it again.

“Alright. Guess we’re stuck together then.” he smiles at you and pulls you with him into the soft bean bag of his apartment. “Time for a nap, since you also didn’t sleep last night.”

As you closed the blaring pink toy cuffs around his wrists, you didn’t know that they were impossible to open without the matching toy key — which unfortunately was in the package that you threw away in the store already.

Zayne only pinched the bridge of his nose as realization dawned on you.

“I'd better call the hospital to let them know, I’m not available today.”

And with a resigned sigh he cradles you in his lap as you stutter an excuse — a half-hearted one, but still an excuse and an offer to order a second package for a key via express delivery.

“It’s alright. However, next time, check the package before you throw it away…”

“So this is how the association trains their hunters in secret?” he teases you with a raised eyebrow and fingers tapping at his temple as he watches you climb into the last seat of the little train-like vehicle, ready to make a ride on this new rollercoaster. And of course, he’s going to join you.

During the whole ride, Sylus sits completely relaxed and smug beside you, an arm behind your back and the other resting in his lap. In loopings and the hellish downturns, he seems to be enjoying the wild ride completely even when he doesn’t say a word. But his crimson-like eyes twinkle and his eyes flick between the rails and the sky with restrained joy.

The last part of the rollercoaster leaves even you as certified adrenalin junkie a bit pale, but Sylus looks like he’s at a relaxing spa afternoon, after that exciting part especially.

As you both leave the ride you’re a bit shaky on your legs, but you won’t give your boyfriend the chance to comment on it, so you ask him how he’s been.

“I’m not annoyed.” comes his calm and neutral answer. “But a certain kitten looks like she got rubbed the wrong way.” as he chuckles amused and picks you up to carry you to a bench nearby to calm down so you can gather your senses. 

“You are supposed to protect me not to drag me into a hellish device which is about to rip the soul from my body!” Rafayel instantly complains as he becomes aware that you indeed want to take that ride on the newly built rollercoaster at your favorite amusement park.

“Fine, fine. If you insist.” he resigns to his fate after you simply drag him along at the hem of his navy blue jacket.

The painter clings to you dramatically throughout the whole ride, especially when there is a stunning high part where you can overlook the entire park. He lets out a little scream as soon as the train-like vehicle crashes down from the peak into the next nefarious curve.

You think your arm falls off from how tightly he holds onto it until the end of the ride.

As you both leave, Rafayel is unusually quiet and pale. Only a mumbled “Excuse me, Cutie” before he makes a beeline for the next restrooms.

“You’re still doing these? They’re not good for a steady heart rate and can cause a sudden rise in blood pressure.” Zayne lectures you as you drag him into the rollercoaster, a final try to talk you and him out of this situation.

But there’s no escaping your hunt for adrenaline and the entire ride he sits still like a statue, not even blinking as your coaster goes into loops and hazardous drops.

As you leave the rollercoaster, he neatens the collar of his shirt, gladly taking the water bottle you hold out to him. “This was truly an experience,” he adds after gulping down some cool liquid swiftly, not elaborating whether he liked it or not.

“Bet you can’t do 5 rounds in a row, pip-squeak!” Caleb challenges you as he buys the tickets for the newest attraction in town: the devil’s ride. A roller coaster that promises the kick you’re addicted to and Caleb knows of it. Of course, he does, with the countless times you begged him to go with you on rides as soon as you were tall enough.

Through the rides, he laughs and throws his hands up in the air at every up and down, and kisses you on your cheek on every curve that presses him against you. When you’re flushed against him in a curve he ruffles your hair with that boyish smile you know all too well. “It’s more fun like this!”

You don’t notice it at first, but on the second ride, you feel that Caleb uses his evol to stabilize both of you in really hard curves and such from preventing you from getting hurt and bumped around too much. As you call him out for cheating, he just laughs “Just protectin’ you from some heavy bruises, pips!”

Your hunter boyfriend is not really a fan of it, but he rides with you every time because you enjoy it.

“Traveling with light is much more comfortable, to be honest. But when it’s with you, I’ll go on every rollercoaster,” he admits with a sheepish scratch at his cheek.

Regardless of his obedience, Xavier still puts out a silent sigh of relief as soon as you declare the end of your adventure. He climbs out of the vehicle swiftly to provide you help with holding out a hand for you like the gentleman that he is.

“I’m exhausted from this bumping around. Do you want some Hot Pot?” as he gives you his best adorable bunny eyes.

Xavier 🎮 - Aspiring Writer / Sweet Gamer Best friend (Cinnamon Roll):

Introverted cutie who's probably writing/written novels & drawn comics of his own that haven't been published yet. He never allows anyone to see them but you. You're his first critic, his first fan.

He's also your gaming buddy & knows his way around the tech stuff every now and then. Very supportive of your choices.

He knows the best restaurants to eat and recommends the most delicious meals. He often shows up to your department with small meal pacs after long days of classes & accompanies you to the library.

Study nights & sleepovers with him often begin with hot cocoa in pyjamas but may end up in moans & hickies come dawn.

He's very possessive & jealous but hides it behind a cute facade. Sometimes, he appears to or has a mysterious feel to him, making his character more interesting as it pushes you to unveil more.

Tropes: Friends to Lovers, Forced Proximity (Off-Campus Neighbours).

Zayne 🩺 - The Hot Nerd/ Campus Intellectual:

Genuis student who often appears stoic. Extremely organised and neat to a point some might find annoying, but you actually find very cute. To some, these traits may be indicators of neurodivergency.

Time spent with him only reveals he's funnier than people think with unintentional hilarious phrases in texts & dad jokes. Loves cutesy things, pretty colors & fluff.

He's the type who lights up and blushes very easily when you show up to your quiet dates in daring dresses or simple outfits with cool tones/bright colors. He finds you beautiful in them.

He loves it when you show up at his department or hospital of residency because you're like a happy pill after a long, tiring day.

Before a kiss, he'd often greet you with a smile while resting his chin on the crook of your neck and holding you close as his shoulders slump in relief. Though his demeanour be stoic, you're the only one who truly makes him comfortable being himself .

May come off socially awkward & perhaps struggle with social cues but deeply understands & supports you with his emotional intelligence, which people think he doesn't have.

Tropes: Forced proximity (study partners), Friends to Lovers, Academic Rivals to Lovers.

Rafayel 🎭 - Artist Major / Theatre Student/ Face of the Campus/IT Boy:

Free spirit with a colorful soul. The first impression/perception people have of him is often vague, vain & and arrogant, but he's actually the sweetest soul and more down to earth than people think.

A very good singer who loves music & has an eccentric fashion sense, that makes him seem impossible to keep up with. Has the etiquette of royalty(clearly rich though he may deny or not speak of his wealth).

The type to walk into a room or party & everyone turns, so it's often difficult to be in your shell with he's around.

Absolutely loves your gossip/tea and is always excited to celebrate every milestone no matter how little.

He's the type who'd be quietly in love with you for years, but the moment he confesses & return the same feeling his love proves to be the one you've long needed. The kind of love that's always been under your nose, yet you didn't see at first.

And though you've hardly thought of him in a steamy romantic kind of way despite your subtle crush on him, there are nights in your relationship when he shows you just what you've been missing out on.

He's the type who relies on humor often & emotional transparency, often with a dark past well hidden by his bubbly character.

Tropes: Friends to Lovers, Unrequited Love, Fake Dating, Secret Royalty/Billionaire, Forced Proximity (you as STEM lead chara forced to work with him the art student to pass an elective).

Sylus ♠️♦️- Campus Rebel / Rebellious Son of Buisness Mogul/ Bad Boy:

Risk taker with a painful past which no one dares ask but you. The rule-breaker with a bike who doesn't force you per se but encourages you to go beyond your limits & unapologetically crave & chase your desires.

He's the guy with a thousand rumors about him - often unsettling ones. He's tagged a danger/ticking bomb on campus, but it doesn't prevent everyone from raving about how undeniably hot he is. So, to many, he's a fantasy that can't be gotten or a dream none would dare.

You find yourself questioning why he'd approach you when he does. Your principles/ways and his don't align at first, so you both start off your relationship with a fight of wits. One that annoys you, but with that smirk of his, seems to be one he relishes.

It goes on for quite a while to the point that everyone campus knows you both have bad blood. Well, that's until you both share a kiss that leads to something else in the heat of an argument when you caught him at a state quite vulnerable.

Beneath that hard exterior & leather jackets, he's the sweetest, kindest & most thoughtful. Always gives the most expensive gifts. A total gentleman who'd bridal carry you over a puddle, take off your shoes & tuck you into bed.

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity, Grumpy × Sunshine, Grumpy × Grumpy, Secret Royalty/Billionaire.

Caleb 🏈 - Star Athlete/ Jock/ Hot Sportsman In Campus:

He's the hot quarterback of the football team/captain of the basketball or hockey team. He's the guy loved by most but known by all.

The type of guy whom students squeal after when he's on the track field. He's already got a few ambassador deals from popular brands & several scholarships to his name.

Extremely friendly, outgoing, always has a smile on his face. You've never seen him without a laugh or in tears. This makes him a ray of sunshine that often appears too bright to approach, but once you do, he's the warmest person ever.

You've long denied a potential relationship with him for certain reasons. One that always has you both in tense moments but one kiss, and you both find yourself unable to get your hands off each other.

He's often appeared untouchable, but once you've both gotten close, you realise he's very vulnerable.

There have been a lot of rumors about him being the campus lover boy, but he proves to be very loyal & fiercely protective. Maybe overprotective. Almost to a point, it scares you. Yet you can't help but appreciate it.

He's the type who instantly knows when something's off with you by a simple glance and never fails to give you a laugh. Prefers quiet dates in small spaces on campus to prevent prying eyes. It's one of the things you love about him. And during study sessions, he's very, very distracting.

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