Hello, if you are taking request, can I request an Illumi who has an obsession with his butler!reader? Where even if his family tried to arrange a marriage for him, he refuses because he wants his butler instead. And reader is just trying to do his job, or maybe he does find Illumi amusing.
𝓐 𝓩𝓸𝓵𝓭𝔂𝓬𝓴 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓻. ٠🔪ིྀ⭑
Ask Response: Omg! I love this idea, but if you don't mind, I made the reader gender-neutral for this fic instead! (ᵕ—ᴗ—)♡ And I'm always taking asks! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)𖹭.ᐟ they just might take a while, especially since my laptop has been acting up lately, and I get busy with academic stuff ｡°(°¯᷄◠¯᷅°)°｡ but I'm always here looking at asks and typing things up whenever I can so leave a request anytime!⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ -ᵇᵇʸᵇˡᵒᵒʳᵒˢᵉˢ𐔌՞. .՞𐦯🩵
Summary: Illumi Zoldyck. Next head of the Zoldyck Family of Assassins. A silent killer that has you serving as his right hand. With your connection to him, it doesn't seem like he’ll be letting you leave his side anytime soon. Yet, as the need for Illumi’s marriage arises within the Zoldyck family, what happens when your relationship with Illumi begins to change and you discover the truth of his desires?♡
Service, Sacrifice, and Loyalty.
No Freedom.
No Personal Life.
That’s what it meant to be a Zoldyck Butler.
That’s what it meant to be Illumi Zoldyck’s Butler.
You were constantly, if not always, seen at his side.
It was one of his rules he’d placed since you began serving the Zoldyck Family.
At the age of eight, you were taken into servitude for the Zoldyck Family and trained under Tsubone. At such a young age, you were given the task of being Illumi's ‘playmate’ since you were both the same age. Yet, instead of engaging in childish games such as tag, you were instructed to spar with him.
Amidst one of your many spars as children, Illumi terribly wounded you, and while it wasn’t your first time getting scratched up, it was the first time the searing pain caused tears to roll down your face.
Even through the immense pain, you were still standing. Good. That was good. Yet, Illumi loomed over you, and that was horrific.
“You’re weak.” Illumi coldly stated.
You were well aware of that. He’s a Zoldyck after all; you, a mere butler, stood no chance.
Still, you wanted to prove yourself. So you remained standing as a mixture of blood and tears flowed down your face.
You wanted to prove yourself worthy of the life you’ve been subjected to.
You wanted to be strong and Illumi knew that.
“You have weakness but underneath there’s strength. I can get rid of all those weaknesses, all you have to do is stay by my side.”
“I’d be honored, Master Illumi.”
“Good. Now this might hurt.”
While you don’t remember the pain, you can still hear the crack of your skull as clear as day.
The sound of your scream.
The way your vision blurred.
The clean pierce of the needle.
Right in your frontal lobe. You weren’t sure what the needle altered but you knew not to ask. All Illumi said was,
“Now, you’re mine.”
To this day, you weren’t sure what went through his head when he took in the sight of your momentary vulnerability, but since that day, you’ve been his in ways you haven’t even realized.
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“Master Illumi, you have a meeting regarding your engagement to the daughter of the Masitov Family this afternoon. Mistress Kikyo suggests you get ready for her arrival.” You say as you go over his schedule, making sure to keep in step with him as you walked through the halls of the Zoldyck manor.
“Cancel it," Illumi stated.
“I- Master Illumi-...I understand.” You sighed in defeat as you went to report the news to Kikyo.
The Masitov family was the third high-ranking assassin family that the Zoldycks were attempting to unite with through marriage in order to strengthen their status. Still, you knew it was useless to try, no matter how many times you asked, Illumi consistently refused to marry.
Every.
Single.
Time.
With each refusal, you had to listen to the lengthy complaints that Kikyo had about Illumi’s stubbornness as you worked to find the next possible partner.
However, this was the last straw for Illumi.
“From now on, I refuse any marriage proposals you or anyone gives me. So I wouldn’t bother wasting your time by asking.” Illumi said as he watched Mike gruesomely snack on one of the intruders the guard brought him.
“Master Illumi! I must ask that you rethink this on behalf of Lady Kikyo—“ You protested.
“Are you questioning me?” Illumi hummed as he turned and faced you, as the sound of crunching bones from Mike filled the air, but that wasn’t what sent chills down your spine.
It was his aura.
Illumi’s aura.
It filled the air, and while there was no bloodlust, you hated how suffocating it was and how it always made you surrender to his desire.
“N-no, Master Illumi.” You said as you bowed your head, struggling not to shake underneath the pressure of his aura.
“Oh! Good then, I thought we were about to have a misunderstanding for a moment.” Illumi said with almost a cheerful tone as his aura completely disappeared, and he resumed observing Mike from the balcony.
“Never, Master Illumi.” You stated as you took a deep breath.
“Never…That’s true, you’ve been by my side long enough that you understand me. So don’t change that.” Illumi said as he walked over to you.
“I would never.” You replied
“Good.” Illumi crooned as he grinned down at you.
To be truthful, you doubt that you actually understand him. You can tell what he wants from you, but rarely do you know his interest or intention. Either way, it was expected to know what he wants from you after all, it’s one of the marks of a true Zoldyck Butler.
However, you did know one thing about Illumi. No matter how emotionless he seems, he’s in fact the most emotionally led person you’ve met. Anytime you asked why he attacked a certain way or said something, it was all tied back to how he felt.
So, when Kikyo called for a meeting with Illumi, you weren’t surprised when Illumi instructed you to also be there, as he felt your presence was needed.
Silva and Kikyo sat across the floor table from Illumi. Still, as a Zoldyck butler, you served them all tea in the uncomfortable silence.
“I assume there must be a good reason for you calling me here, Mother,” Illumi said as he sipped the tea you poured.
“There’s a perfectly good reason, but firstly, why is there a butler here?” Kikyo replied as she shot a glare at you before returning her attention to her beloved son.
“They’re here because I allow it. Now don’t waste my time.” Illumi stated as he glared at Kikyo.
“Fine then. Illumi, you need to find a suitable spouse; you continuously reject each one I find for you, and this can’t go on any longer. As the next head of the Zoldyck family, you understand the importance of marriage.” Kikyo lectured as Silva nodded in agreement while he sipped his tea.
“I understand perfectly. You simply fail to understand that I already have a partner whom I wish to be my spouse.” Illumi casually stated.
It caught everyone in the room off guard. When could he have gotten the chance to meet anyone? He kept himself occupied with missions, his own affairs, and—
You.
It would seem that you and Kikyo came to the same realization as she immediately shot up and yelled,
“Surely you aren’t referring to STAFF Illumi! A- A butler!? You wish to wed a butler!?!?”
“They’re not just any butler, They’re a Zoldyck butler.” Illumi replied as he set down his finished tea cup.
“Lady Kikyo I’m sure this is some misunderstanding—“ You stammer as you try to de escalate the situation.
“MISUNDERSTANDING!? For your sake, I hope so.” Kikyo hissed at you as she sat back down.
“Lord Silva, Lady Kikyo, I assure you that Illumi and I have never spoken of any marriage besides the ones of arrangement you approved and had me present to him.” You said trying to keep your voice firm and respectful.
“Then why does my son want to marry you?” Kikyo retorted with disdain dripping from each word.
“Because they’re mine. They know me well, and they made a promise to remain at my side.” Illumi calmly explained as he stood up.
“Promise!? T-they’re a butler! Staff, Illumi!” Kikyo said as she angrily bit one of her nail beds right off.
“Lady Kikyo–!” You exclaimed as you watched blood run down Kikyo’s clenched hand.
“If that’s all, I will be taking my leave,” Illumi said as he left the room, leaving you with Silva and Kikyo
You were torn on whether to follow Illumi out, but you’re a Zoldyck butler, not just Illumi’s, or so you thought.
You decided to stay in the room and bandage Kikyo’s wound as she loudly complained to Silva. As you finished bandaging and cleaning her wound, you felt a splitting pain in your head.
At the time, you managed to keep up appearances and leave the room, but as you made your way down the west wing hall, you collapsed to the floor, barely managing to keep your eyes open as you heard Illumi’s footsteps.
It was then that your body relaxed and your eyes shut, as the last thing you heard was Illumi’s voice saying,
“See what happens when you’re not with me?”
He picked you up, tossing your unconscious body over his shoulder.
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The satin sheets, plush comforters. When did the butler’s quarters get these new amenities?
They didn’t.
That’s when you opened your eyes and took in your surroundings. You were still in the Zoldyck manor, but you definitely weren’t in your room.
As you slowly shifted, trying to sit up, you felt a pair of cold hands around your waist.
“It’s rude to squirm when sleeping beside someone,” Illumi said as he carefully grasped one of your hands.
“Master I-Illumi–? What happened? Why am I here?” You said as you attempted to sit up once more, but the satin sheets caused your hand to slip, and you fell back down on the bed, now looking up at Illumi, whose long hair fell like curtains around your face, surrounding you in his darkness.
“You collapsed in the hall. You weren’t at my side, therefore causing the reaction,” Illumi said.
Not at his side? How did that correlate to you passing out in the hallway with a mind-breaking headache—
The needle.
The one nestled right in your frontal lobe.
“Is this a side effect of the needle?” You asked, not bothering to think about any consequences of asking such a straightforward question as butler.
“Oh, I never did properly explain it to you, did I? Then again, there was never a moment I expected you not to be with me,” Illumi said as he placed his hand on your forehead.
“I see…” You hummed as you twirled your finger around a strand of his hair.
Illumi paused for a moment, taking in the sight of you underneath him as he carefully thought over his words. He thought back to that day he put the needle in, your tears from the spar beforehand, the bruises on your body from tireless sparing ordered by Kikyo, and the fiery determination in your eyes despite it all. Those eyes. That fire.
Illumi was born into a family, into a world that was cold. There was no warmth. There was no love, and yet when he saw that fire in your eyes, that warmth, he knew he wanted, no, needed to have it, to have you. So, he made you that promise, gave you what you wanted in that moment, just to have you.
“I kept my promise, the needle ridded you of any self-doubt, anything mentally holding you back from success, strength, anything you desired. However, you must be by my side, or else you suffer just like you did in the hall. You already know this. You’re mine.” Illumi said as he stared into your eyes.
“I am. I’m…yours.” You repeated as you wrapped your arms around Illumi’s neck.
“Forever.” Illumi said as he leaned towards your face.
“And always.” You replied as brought him into a kiss.
You couldn’t tell if it was the needle in your brain or the heat of the kiss that sent electric chills down your spine, yet, in this moment, you understood him completely. You understood that as of this moment, you were officially his and nothing would change that.
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Love.
Devotion.
Sacrifice.
Bound by a lifelong vow.
These were the qualities of you, A Zoldyck Butler.
A former Zoldyck Butler, now the current spouse to the head of the Zoldyck Family, Illumi Zoldyck.
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