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“And not because you want to spend a night with me?” You pouted at him, pretending to be upset. His cheeks turned from pink to red as he attempted to cover his face with his hand, the color still clearly visible on his neck and ears. 

“I-I…I DID NOT SAY THAT.” His words were a bit muffled due to how he was covering his face, but it was still easy to understand him given his natural talking volume. 

You kind of felt bad for teasing him so much when he had clearly been building up the courage to ask you, but you couldn’t help yourself! He’s just too cute! “So you do want to spend a night with me, huh? That makes me happy.” 

“YOU-!” He started, his face betraying his inner turmoil. “Be at Diasomnia tonight and don’t be late!! I MUST ATTEND CLASS NOW.” He turned on his heel and left right away, his strides rather long. 

“Maybe he didn’t realize that he didn’t tell me what time?” You said to yourself, watching as he walked away. 

♡♡♡

When you receive a rather demanding text from Sebek, you can only giggle before making your way to the Mirror Chamber, (he admitted he had forgotten to tell you a time, but he assured you dinner was already over). 

It’s already late in the evening when you arrive at Diasomnia, so there’s not too many who notice your sudden presence except for the few students lingering in the common area. When you spot Sebek, you have to stifle your giggles; he’s standing in the corner next to the staircase, his posture abnormally rigid as he smoothed his hair over with his hands. He had already changed into his pajamas, and you found it a bit endearing how they matched his hair color, (although you’re questioning the hat…does he really need a hat to go to sleep?). 

He only notices your presence when you’re directly in front of him, his eyes momentarily widening at how you playfully let out a ‘boo!’. “When did you get here?! You should have said something!!” 

“Relax, I just got here! I didn’t wanna keep my popsicle waiting too long~” 

“YOU…” Heads turned when Sebek’s voice unintentionally got a bit louder, to which he cleared his throat awkwardly, lowering the volume again. “I am not a popsicle!! As I said, this is only for the purpose of-of survival!” 

“If you say so,” You teased, making Sebek narrow his gaze at you in his very serious way, (he’s so cute even if he’s looking at you like this). 

“I do!!” He began walking up the stairs with you following, leading the both of you to his room. 

Perhaps his request had been so surprising to you since he hadn’t even let you into his room yet, stating that you would ‘distract’ him from sleeping or studying if you were there, (which you could tell was a bit of a thing for him to admit, so you decided not to tease him about it). You had to admit, you were pretty curious about his room decor…were there portraits of Malleus everywhere? 

Oh, there’s just one. That’s better than I was expecting. 

“Pff, Sebek…” You giggled, pointing at his bed. 

“W-What?!” 

“Hehe, did you match your sheets to your hair color?” He sputtered at your words, his words suddenly coming up blank. 

“I, uh…I…LILIA CHOSE THEM FOR ME.” He stammered, crossing his arms and huffing. 

“Yeah?” 

“YES,” 

“It’s cute,” 

“Cute?!” He exclaimed, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he looked at you in shock. “You think it’s cute…” His eyes widen even more as you tap his nose playfully. 

“Yup. Are you ready for me to melt you now?”

“Melt-?! Wha-?!”

“‘Cause you’re my super sweet popsicle who freezes without me, apparently.” Sebek gaped at your teasing, seeming unable to form words as you flopped on his bed, making yourself comfortable. “If you’re gonna stand there all night, it’ll hurt my feelings.” 

“You’re on the whole bed!!” 

“Oops.” You scooted yourself over, making room for him as he walked over rather robotically, seating himself on the very edge of the bed. 

“Well!!” He started, turning off the lamp. “Fairest of nights to you, rest well!!” His body weight shifted in the bed, and from the dim outline in the dark you could tell he was laying as close to the edge as he possibly could, laying completely flat like a wooden plank. 

“...You’re gonna stay all the way over there?”

“This is a suitable spot.” 

“You don’t want to be closer to me?” There was silence for a bit, your question hanging in the air as you patiently waited for his answer. 

“I don’t wish to make you…uncomfortable.” 

“Would I have agreed if I thought I was going to be uncomfortable?” There was silence from him, and you knew you’d won. “Exactly. Now come here, I know you’re freezing.” 

He stayed still for a few moments before awkwardly shuffling over, stopping when he was just shy of actually making any contact with you. Even without touching him, you could feel the chill that was radiating off of him. You could only smile quietly to yourself at how he was trying to respect your boundaries, (that you didn’t even set) as you cuddled into his side, pulling your leg up to rest over him. His skin was ice cold against yours which made a shiver go down your back, but you kept close to him, knowing your heater-like warmth would kick in soon. 

You let out a soft ‘brr’, resting your arm across his chest. “Wow, you’re actually freezing. How did you sleep before?” 

“...I would stoke the fireplace until there was enough heat to reach my bed.” He explained, though there was a sheepish tone to his voice. “Lilia has told me I’m no longer allowed to do that.” 

“I’m kind of scared to ask, but why not?” 

“The carpet caught on fire.” 

“Oh. Yeah, that’ll do it, I guess…” You trailed off, silently laughing, (and subsequently failing). 

Sebek was a bit stiff at first, but the more you cuddled into him, the more relaxed he seemed to be. Eventually, he even put his arm around you, pulling you a bit closer to him under the guise of ‘being cold’. His chest rose and fell with each of his breaths, and you could feel him getting warmer the more you clung onto him. Despite his hesitation at first, his arm was like a wall against your back, making sure that you stayed close to him and didn’t pull away. 

“Good night…” He mumbled, seeming to be on the edge of sleep. 

“G’night, sleep well…” 

♡♡♡

“Oho? What’s this?” Your eyes opened at the sound of a voice, your vision blurry and unfocused. You pushed yourself up a bit, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, and-

“Gah!! Lilia?!” You yelped, which only made him laugh directly in your face as he floated above you, his hair hanging down. 

“I wasn’t aware we were having sleepovers now!” He smiled down at both of you, Sebek still sound asleep at your side. 

“Sebek invited me since he couldn’t sleep from being so cold.” You explained, a bit embarrassed at being caught by Lilia. You weren’t necessarily doing anything bad, but still…

“Ahh, the rug incident. I suppose that’s fair then. Well, breakfast is ready whenever you’d like, little ones!” With that threat, he disappeared, leaving you alone with Sebek. 

You contemplated waking him up to try and salvage breakfast, but the way he looked when he was sleeping…his face was so relaxed, and he seemed so comfortable…

You laid down next to him, snuggling into his side again. 

Just five more minutes. 

a/n: Hiiii thank you so much for requesting !! i ended up making it gender neutral just bc i didn't end up using any gendered terms :P hope thats alright !! this is a bit of a shorter one, just because ... idk. my brain . hehe . I HOPE YOU ENJOYED HEHE OK BYE

While it’s true you’re in a different world, it seems obvious to you that the male population acts mostly the same, which you weren’t too surprised about. Your first meeting with Ace was evidence enough of this, with the way he made fun of you for being magicless and how he was just an overall asshole, (something he himself has admitted to, and also admitted to regretting). 

Which is why you’re done. You’re done with breaking down every single wall you have and letting someone in, only for your heart to be broken by the end of it. It’s utterly exhausting to be thrown away time and time again, and maybe fate was telling you that you were destined to be alone forever by sending you to a different world. You’re sure as hell going to take it like that, that’s for sure. 

Ace makes it so hard though. He makes it hard with his stupid jokes that still manage to make you laugh, with the specific way he smiles at you like you’re the only other person in the world, and with the way he almost makes you forget every single stupid problem in your life. He shows up for you time and time again, which makes it harder and harder for you to quell your feelings for him, and as frustrating as it is you can’t help it. 

“You feelin’ alright? You keep spacing out today.” His worried whisper pulls you from your thoughts, and you can see his eyebrows are pulled together as he’s looking over at you, Trein’s voice droning on in the background. 

It’s exactly things like this that makes it hard. 

“...Yeah. Just tired today.” You murmur. It’s a bad excuse, and you can tell that he’s not at all convinced by it, but he ends up letting it go for now, giving you a suspicious look before he goes back to doodling in his notebook. 

Why does he have to be so damn perceptive?!

The more your feelings grow, the more power he has over you which is absolutely terrifying. The only solution you can think of is to stop seeing him, and as hard as it’s going to be to avoid him, it’s just something that you’ve accepted. You’ve started getting to class early instead of walking with him and Deuce, which they both notice almost immediately and question you about. 

“Hey, why weren’t you at the usual spot? We were almost late ‘cause we were waiting for you…” Deuce frowned at you, his demeanor like one of a kicked puppy, which made you almost waver in your decision. Almost. 

“You guys don’t have to wait for me anymore; I’m getting tutoring before school, so I’ll be here early.” Ace scoffed at this, which made you quirk an eyebrow at him. “Something wrong with that?”

“Can’t you just ask Riddle for help or something? He’d probably do it if you asked.” 

“I don’t wanna bother him, plus it’s tutoring from Trein himself.” You say shortly, noticing how Ace rolls his eyes dramatically at your explanation. 

“...Whatever.” He still sits down next to you but it seems clear that he’s irked by the situation, which squeezes your heart a bit. You know it’s for the best, but it feels awful to have him be upset because of you…

Despite this, you continue on, dodging lunchtime with them and sitting with practically anyone else you could find, (although it was mostly Malleus et al., since you knew Ace wouldn’t approach you if you were with them) and heading straight back to Ramshackle after classes, giving some half-assed excuse every time. Every time he would question you, and every time you would give a lame response and leave before he could see the frown that seemed to be permanently on your face these days. 

The worst part about it is that he’s still there for you. 

When you had fallen asleep in class and been woken up by Trein asking a question, he had quietly mumbled the answer under his breath to you, making sure that you got it right, (you could only praise whoever was watching over you that it was Magical Analytics). 

When Grim had used all your food money for the day on tuna, Ace had used his own pocket money to buy your lunch and even brought over a couple bags of groceries for your dinner that night, telling you not to look into it too much. 

It was totally a cliche, but he’d even kept you from tumbling down an entire flight of stairs, grabbing your hand and pulling you back after he saw you trip over your feet. He’d pulled you a little too much and you ended up crashing into his chest, the warmth from his body immediately seeping into yours as you stayed frozen for a moment. When your mind had caught up to what happened you’d immediately pulled away, stumbling over your words and saying something about Grim needing to be fed before fleeing, leaving him in the dust. He’d had a conflicted look on his face as he’d watched you run off, seeming like he wanted to say something but couldn’t. 

You felt awful. 

With every day that passed like this, it was another day that you were filled with the realization that you really didn’t have anybody. Avoiding your friends like the plague was supposed to work well in theory, but in reality you felt ten times worse. Of course, there were your other first-year friends and your upperclassmen who you could turn to, but…it just wasn’t the same. Ramshackle was much quieter now, filled with just the sounds of creaking and the ghosts whispering amongst themselves about you. 

Was this really better than…? A loud knock at the door startled you awake, your eyes snapping open and looking around to see yourself on the couch in Ramshackle. Had you fallen asleep after classes…? 

Another loud knock at the door makes you jump a bit in surprise, getting up and immediately feeling a bit dizzy from rising too fast. The knocking persists however, so you blink it away and make your way to the door. “I’m coming, jeez! What’s going on that you have to knock so…loud…” Your words slowly disappear when you swing the door open and see Ace standing there, his hair damp from the light drizzle of rain outside. 

“We need to talk.” The usual light and teasing tone of his voice was gone, and the way he was looking so seriously at you was making your heart jump in your throat. 

“Wha-Talk? Talk about what…?” You managed to get out, trying to play dumb. He furrowed his eyebrows at your words and stared at you disapprovingly, clearly seeing through your act, (it’s unfortunate that he knows you so well). 

“Seriously? You’re just gonna act like you haven’t been avoiding me for weeks?” 

“I…” You started, trying to give some sort of response back to him, but failing miserably. What were you supposed to say right now? You can’t just say ‘I’m in love with you and I’m terrified of it’ because how was he supposed to react to that? It’s better this way. 

Yeah. 

“You…?” He asks, making you realize you still hadn’t thought of anything to say. “Did I do something to you? If I did…I’m sorry. I’m an idiot and I don’t know what I’m doing half the time-” 

“No!” You suddenly blurt out, fumbling with your fingers. “You didn’t do anything…Well, not on purpose. It’s not anything you did, okay? It’s just…” 

God, he’s going to kill you one day. 

His lips pressed together to form a small pout as his dark red eyes stared at you, seeming to be searching every part of your face for some kind of answer. The dampness from the rain was beginning to make the ends of his hair stick to his face, the ginger color changing to a darker shade of orange from the rain. 

“I…I like you.” The words come out before you can stop them and Ace’s eyes widen as he stares at you, and then suddenly the words all come tumbling out and you can’t stop. “I like you so much and-and…I’m scared because I swore I would never…It’s not something you would ever get. To open up fully to someone time and time again and for them to leave you, it hurts. It hurts so much…” Your voice cracks slightly and warm tears slide down your cheeks, dripping off your chin as you suddenly realize what you just confessed to. “I…Just forget this happened. I have to go.” You go to push the door closed, silently scolding yourself for actually telling him, but Ace suddenly steps forward, his hand catching the door and stopping it. 

“Wait.” He says softly and you can only stare at him, frozen in place and absolutely terrified of what he was going to do next. He looks down at you and you swear that he’s seeing right into your soul with how intense his gaze is, which is so not like him and it somehow makes it so much scarier. 

Instead of any harsh words or abrupt departures, Ace walks into Ramshackle, carefully removing your hand from the door before shutting it. For a long time there’s no words between the two of you, the light pitter patter of the rain hitting the roof being the only noise as Ace holds your hand in his, his fingers brushing over your skin. His eyebrows are furrowed as he looks down at your hand and then back to you, studying you. 

“Do you really think I would do that to you?” He suddenly asks, now holding your hand with both of his, his warmth soothing the chill that had set into you long ago. “You think I would leave you that easily?” 

“I just-I don’t-” You’re cut off as Ace pulls you into him, his arms wrapping around you in a tight embrace. 

“Idiot…” He murmurs, his head resting on your shoulder. “I like you…so much. I’ve been agonizing for weeks, trying to figure out what I did. Deuce is totally sick of me complaining.” He chuckles softly, and the sound makes your heart skip a beat. It had been weeks since you’d heard his laughter, you’d missed it. 

“I’m sorry.” You said quietly, unsure of where to put your arms as he continued holding onto you. “I’m just…I’m terrified.”

Ace pulls away from you, his hands resting on your shoulders as he gazes at you intently. “I would never-will never leave you. Not in a million years.” 

“...You don’t know that.” You mumble. “Who’s to say you won’t get bored of me in a couple of months? Or maybe you’ll want to be with someone who can give you more than someone like me?” 

His eyebrows were pulled together, his gaze almost questioning why you would ask him such a thing. “I won’t.” 

“You don’t know that.” 

“I do.” 

“No, you don’t.” 

“Fine.” Ace finally says, his eyes flaring. “I’ll show you.” 

“What?” 

“I’ll show you.” He says, his voice laced with determination. “I’ll show you just how much I love you.” 

Love?!

He had given you one more hug before leaving, swearing to show you his true feelings and that he was going to ‘prove himself’, (whatever that meant?) and you spotted him running all the way down the road back to the Mirror Chamber, (he had mentioned that it was way past curfew, which made you realize how late it actually was). 

You hadn’t been entirely sure what he was talking about, and you had been entirely thrown off at his sudden love confession, (he also seemed a bit shocked that he’d said it given the wild red shade of his cheeks, but he didn’t take it back) so when he showed up at your door the next morning bright and early, you were a bit surprised to see him. 

“Ace…? What’re you doing here?” You questioned, an eyebrow raised at him. “Usually you’re still asleep.” He rolled his eyes at your words, his ears turning a bit red. 

“I thought I’d walk you to school from now on. Whatcha think?” He asked, his hand moving to rub his neck, (a nervous habit that you’ve noticed he has). 

You giggled a bit at his awkwardness but nodded along. “If you’d like to, then sure.” 

“Ace is here?” Grim asked, walking to the doorway to get ready to leave with you. “Why’s he here?” 

“He’s gonna walk with us to school.” You explained, feeling your cheeks warm a bit. Grim didn’t seem impressed, instead looking at Ace with a suspicious expression. 

The whole walk to school Grim kept bothering Ace, and the two of them bickering made for an eventful walk to campus. For the first time in a while, you walked to class with Ace and Deuce, with the latter giving you a proper scolding for avoiding them for so long. 

“If Ace does something to you, don’t get me mixed up in it! It wasn’t the same without you, (Y/N).” He said sadly, which made you feel worse about your little disappearing act. 

“I’m sorryyy, I’ll buy lunch today?” 

They both immediately caved. 

You were sure that after a week or two of ‘proving’ his feelings that Ace would get tired of it and give up, so you were really just counting down the days until that conversation. You were really trying to not fall for him even harder, but wow, it’s actually impossible. 

He was still the same old Ace in a sense; he would tease you constantly and would act like his usual smug self, but there was something more to it now. Even while teasing you, he would affectionately ruffle your hair and give you that big smile that made you weak in the knees, then tease you even more about the blush that was slowly creeping up your neck. He would get your favorite drink from the vending machine and place it on the back of your neck, the sudden coldness always making you shoot up in your seat and playfully glare at him. 

Most importantly, he was there every day. 

Every morning you would open your door to see his smiling face, sometimes a bit out of breath if he had woken up late and ran over. He would always walk with you to campus through rain and snow, and even if he wasn’t prepared with an umbrella, he would use his uniform jacket to cover you both as you ran. 

Every evening after classes were over and you were ready to go home, he would walk you back to Ramshackle, and sometimes he would convince you to stop by Sam’s for some snacks, which he always paid for. There were days when he even convinced you to let him stay for the evening and the two of you would cook something simple, lounging around on the couch and watching shows on his phone until it was dead. There had been one night where the two of you had ended up falling asleep on the couch, and you had woken up in the middle of the night to his arm hanging over your shoulder, your head perched on his shoulder. You had almost wanted to wake him, but he seemed to be sleeping so peacefully, (and it was so nice to be with him like this) that you ended up going back to sleep. 

Surely, he’s going to get tired of me soon. 

Those same words kept ringing in your head with each passing day, and yet…it didn’t happen. He would message you every day; sometimes he would just send you dumb memes he thought you would laugh at, and sometimes he would send more bold messages, saying things like ‘you’re looking extra cute today’. You were invited to every basketball game to cheer him on, with Ace saying that you’re his ‘special motivation’ to play extra well, (which Jamil actually attests to when he asks you to keep attending). He would snap vague pictures with you and post them if you agreed to it, saying that he didn’t want you to think that he was keeping his feelings a secret, (and if he was feeling extra bold, he would give you a kiss on the cheek when taking a selfie). 

Which is why when you finally kiss him, you feel rather pleased when seeing the completely shocked look on his face. 

It was after one of his basketball matches where they had won because of him; you had immediately shot up in your seat and cheered for him along with the rest of the first-years, screaming excitedly when he had made the winning basket. His teammates all rushed in to congratulate him, clapping him on the back and hyping him up. You knew he had been practicing extra lately to try and perform better, so seeing the proud, happy smile on his face made your heart soar. 

“(Y/N)!! Did you see it?! I made the winning basket! Jamil and Floyd even said that I did really well today!” He gushed, words tumbling out in his excitement. 

“Of course I saw; we were all screaming your name, but I don’t think you heard.” You teased. “You played really well; I was super impressed.” 

The adorable grin that spread across his face was priceless, and it only made you feel more sure in your decision. He quickly turned smug after his moment of glee, shrugging his shoulders like it was no big deal. “Heh, this is what it’s like when you’re a basketball prodigy, get used to seeing it.” 

“Actually, come here for a moment?” You asked, waving him a bit closer to you. He quirked an eyebrow out of curiosity, stepping a bit closer to you. 

“What is it, (Y/N)?” 

“Do you want a reward?” You asked, a mischievous smile playing on your lips. 

“Huh?” His ears turned a bit red as you took half a step closer to him, the distance between you two small enough that you could see the light freckles decorating his cheeks. “Uhh, yes…? What’s the-” 

You suddenly grab the front of his jersey and pull his face towards yours, crashing your lips into his. It’s awkward only for the moment when he’s frozen, but he sinks into it almost immediately, hands cupping your cheeks. The kiss is soft and comforting, yet it’s also deep and loving, like he’s putting all his emotions from the past months into it. His lips move softly against yours, his thumbs gently brushing over your cheeks. 

When you pull away for air you smile giddily at him, savoring the look of absolute shock in his eyes. 

“Does this mean-?” 

“Yes.” You respond, letting go of his jersey and pinching his cheek. “Don’t let me down, promise-? Ack!” He moves fast, his arms wrapping around your waist and lifting you with ease, spinning you around as he cheered loudly. “Hey, shh! Someone’s gonna hear!” 

“Good! You’re finally mine, it’s something to celebrate!” He yelled out, setting you down after a few moments and squishing your cheeks together. “I won’t make you regret this, I swear.” 

“Do you pinky-promise?” He rolls his eyes at this, giving you a smug smile and hooking his pinky with your outstretched one. 

“Yes, I pinky-promise.” 

a/n: HAIII apple anon thank you for requesting !! <33 okay NOT to get all touchy feely here, but i actually am living this request rn in my life, so i reallyyyy got into my feels while writing it, hence why it got a lil angsty there ... i fixed it tho ur welcome all HAHA !! real talk doe i h8 men lmao bc why've i been dumped four times ... #wheresJadeAt... I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED AND HOPEFULLY YOU GUYS DONT RELATE TOO MUCH LIKE ME </3

♡ He prefers to be fully informed, so he will research courting rituals for humans, half through looking online and half through asking some of his peers, who are rather alarmed at his sudden curiosities in courting. He’s glad that he did research though, since he was not aware that there were so many differences between merpeople and humans…(thank goodness he hadn’t decided to open his mouth at you yet). 

♡ Always the gentleman, he will consistently walk you from class to class whenever he has the opportunity, and he’ll even walk you all the way back to Ramshackle when you decide to leave for the day, saying ‘you can never be too careful’. Jade will always hold the door open for you, will always pull your chair out for you, and will always make sure nobody else is approaching you with any…ill intentions, (or conversely, romantic intentions). 

♡ He scares off any competition rather quickly. How, you ask? A man has to keep his secrets sometimes, no?

♡ Jade is quite the opposite of big romantic gestures; he much prefers the subtle approach. At first, it’s small things, such as having your favorite drink already made and waiting at your usual time when you come to the Lounge, sliding it to you across the bar with a knowing smile. That test you had been stressing out about all week? Jade hands you his perfectly curated notes from his previous year, his handwriting neat and tidy throughout the pages as he thoroughly explains the concepts you were confused about. You got to the lunch line too late and your favorite food is gone? He actually accidentally took a second serving, which he’s more than happy to offer up to you, if you’d like? 

♡ As he becomes a bit bolder, he will also be more touchy than you might think. His hand might casually brush yours when he’s walking you to your next class, yet he won’t move away, keeping the same distance and allowing it to happen multiple times. If the hallways are crowded, his hand will rest on your shoulder as he leads you through, (it’s also quite easy for him to walk through students, since most of them tend to steer clear of him and Floyd). His face might get rather close to yours as he insists ‘there’s something on your cheek’, lightly dabbing your cheek with a napkin, (he enjoys the way you fluster oh so easily). 

♡ Jade is a planner, and one of his more mischievous plans involved him serving you a rather messy dessert that he knew you would like, counting it as a ‘kitchen experiment’ and a potential addition to the menu based on your opinion. When the dessert inevitably gets all over your hands and mouth, he’ll chide you for being a messy eater, (as if it wasn’t part of his plan) and gently wipe your hands with a damp washcloth, (he’s a freak but we love him). 

♡ No matter how much you might suspect his feelings, he will be tight-lipped until he feels like the moment is right. After all, where’s the fun in letting the cat out of the bag so quickly?

“Shrimpy, can ya just ask Jade ou-” “Floyd, I believe I hear Azul calling for you.” 

♡ Ignore that.

♡ If you show genuine interest in his hobbies, you’ll be able to see a rare moment of weakness from him. He’s never been all too bothered by the fact that everyone seems rather weirded out by his fascination for various plants and the mountains, which is why he’s so surprised when you end up asking him to tell you more. He’s really never minded, so why was his heartbeat getting rather fast at your inquiries? 

♡ Any time you do something to surprise him, he just gets even more intrigued by you. Jade likes to think that he has you figured out for the most part, but if you do something that clashes with the idea he has of you? It does a little something to his heart. 

♡ When he asks you to be with him, it’s done intimately and without any prying eyes. He’ll ask Azul if he can use the Lounge after hours for ‘personal reasons’, which Azul is rather curious and suspicious about…yet agrees to it. From there, he’ll purchase the best quality ingredients for your favorite dishes, (which he knows quite well at this point, he might have been practicing) enlisting Floyd’s help to cook, (more like bribery, since Floyd was rather reluctant to help). 

♡ Mysteriousness is something that Jade always emulates, but it’s a bit moreso when he sends a cryptic Magicam message, asking you to meet him at the Lounge. It’s short and to the point, which you can appreciate, but your mind can’t help but race with different ideas of why he would possibly be asking you to visit the Lounge after hours…

♡ When you arrive, he greets you at the door, his usual neat and tidy dorm uniform a bit undone…his bow-tie is nowhere to be seen, and his suit jacket is gone, leaving him in his purple dress shirt and wow, even the top button of his shirt is undone and his sleeves are pulled up…

♡ Good lord, this man is trying to kill you. 

♡ Jade will lead you to a table filled with perfectly done dishes, a bouquet of your favorite plant in the middle of it all. When you inquire about the special occasion, he will only lead you to sit down and tell you to enjoy, (and he’ll act butthurt if you keep questioning him instead of beginning to eat, he spent so much time on this after all!). 

♡ It’s only once you’re finished eating everything that he’ll ask, his eyes seeming to be looking into your soul as he begins to speak. 

“My, never did I think this day would come…To find someone who piques my interest as much as you do is quite a rare find indeed, Prefect. I seem to have given my heart to you, but I do hope you’ll keep it.”

a/n: HIIII ANON THANK YOU FOR REQUESTINGGG !!! <333 i love jade hehehehe ... although i realized halfway through writing this that the other crushing headcanons i did were similar to this, so i also added the little confession part! but i went a bit more detailed than i usually do for headcanons bc of that as well hehehe but i also just love jade .... i hope you all enjoyed !! <33