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Oh you are amazing! Honestly your replies make me grin widely! If so could I request prompt list 12 number 8 with Devit? Thank you so so much again!
This sure was a challenge LOL
You could almost feel the irritation ebbing off of your figure in waves as you tried handling your lover, who seemed more keen on jumping to conclusions and pacing.
“So who was he?” Devit asked again, turning his light brown eyes from whatever he was focused on to your own figure, currently sitting on the edge of his bed.
“For the last time, he wasn’t anyone,” you answered, trying to maintain your calm attitude despite the harsher tone being thrown at you.
You watched on as his lips dipped even further down his face, if that was even possible.
“He had to have been someone,” Devit urged as his voice grew in volume. “Otherwise you wouldn’t have been so close with him.”
You narrowed your eyes at the hissing undertone he added to his words. He wasn’t normally like this, but when something slightly terrible befalls on either you or himself, there was no turning back. This time, he seemed to be peeved about the attention you had gotten from another noble at the ball you had attended just last night. He had seen you speaking to him, chatting as if you had been old friends and frankly, that scene didn’t sit well with him at all.
“He was just someone I met, no one important,” you continued, slowly growing more and more annoyed by his actions.
“How can you say that?!”
The words left his lips in a flurry, bombarding you with a large wave of sudden negativity. He now stood right in front of you, grinding his teeth as his eyebrows scrunched together in a way that seemed like he was straining himself as a joke. At the sight of his anger, you couldn’t help it when your own words jumped out from your throat.
“He was just some random noble, I had to entertain him,” you said, standing up from your seated position and glaring him in the eyes, “if I hadn’t, worse things would befall on my familly. I am not from an all-powerful family like yours!”
You panted from the sudden release of such words as you kept your gaze on the stubborn man before you. You kept the eye contact for as long as you could in order to show your defiance to his attitude, only to blink when his lips crashed themselves onto yours.
When he pulled away a few seconds later, your eyes wandered down to the shaky grin plastered on his face.
“Really, you’re so fucking hot when you’re mad, you know that?” Devit said slowly, tracing a finger down your cheeks.
You felt your cheeks warm up at his actions, and just before his finger would slide much further down your features, he stopped, leaning dangerously closer to your lips again.
“How about showing me how much more important I am compared to that other nobleman, (y/n)?”
