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The renowned Duke is currently cowering behind you, his large form hunched over as if that would actually shield him. The reason? A spider that made its home on his desk. “It’ll be okay, love, i-it’s just a spider!” Your giant, very masculine, beefcake of a boyfriend says, hiding his face red from embarrassment after letting out a shriek that could rival a boy-crazy fangirl’s. It isn’t that often that bugs get into the Fortress, especially this far in, but when they do, the Duke is never to be found. When this happens, you often are around as well, and usually take care of the intruder. “I’ll protect us!” He claims, not moving at all from behind you.

You roll your eyes, walking up to your partner’s desk, him shuffling behind you, and carefully scooping the tiny spider into your hands. As you turn to Wriothesley, he quickly stumbles out of your way and behind the table in front of one of the couches in his office. “Great job, love! I’ll stay over here…just to make sure there aren’t any more intruders by the couch!” Wriothesley ensures, nervously swaying back and forth, hands on his hips. You make sure to gently maneuver around your obviously not panicked boyfriend and hurriedly exit his office to dispose of the spider, hearing Wriothesley breathe a sigh of relief as you leave.

The two of you had been chatting as you looked for specific ingredients, laughing about some silly thing Wind had done that day. As the laughter subsided, Twilight had felt a sort of disappointment, not hearing your laugh. After processing the thought his face had turned a light pink, along with the tips of his pointed ears.

Twilight has been lost in thought. Standing up after picking some rather fresh Hylianshrooms, he looked around to find that you weren’t in your original spot from before.

He looked around in a panic, adrenaline kicking in, you couldn’t have wandered off too far right? What if a monster had gotten to you and he didn’t notice? What if-

He shook his head, trying to rid himself of such thoughts. He needed to focus, where would you have gone?

As he looked hastily around the area you two had been foraging in, he noticed a familiar sight, sighing in relief as he saw you picking flowers in a nearby open field. You looked so…peaceful, a smile gracing your stunning face. Twilight’s heart swelled in his chest as he strides towards you, smiling almost giddily.

Looking up from where you were picking flowers, your gaze softened as you saw Twilight, wincing inside slightly, hoping you wouldn’t get a lecture from him…again.

“There you are, starlight.” He said softly, your heart speeding up slightly from the nickname he had given you after your first night with the group, being so invested in the stars. You had woken up with a neck cramp the next day from looking up so much. “I thought you were in danger.” He lectured, hands on his hips.

“Sorry, I thought I had told you.” You responded sheepishly, Twilight sighed, shaking his head slightly. “You need to be more careful, we don’t know what exactly is out here.” He doted, looking at the large opening. Speckles of flower patches, the sun starting to set on the horizon.

As the two of you chatted, you both ended up sitting down in the field watching the sunset. As the two of you laughed and joked about old stories, Twilight looked over at you, studying your features. His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest, the orange sunlight outlining your face.

He finally realized what the strange thoughts and feelings he thought he was plagued with. The soft, fuzzy feeling his heart gave him everytime he looked in your direction. He was totally whipped for you, your smile, voice, everything. Everything about it was just so mesmerizing.

Dottore had been busy lately, trying to make a delusion that wouldn’t harm you. As a result it has left you touch-starved and craving affection. So, what’s the next best thing? His clones of course!

However, the more time you spent with a clone of his the more irritated he got. He’s not jealous!! How could The Doctor himself get jealous of something that’s literally a clone of himself!?

…He is. He is very much jealous of those clones. He’d never admit it of course, he’s too proud for that. Instead, once he’s done with his work for the day; he’ll pull you close, alone in your shared room.

This man will never admit to what he is doing rn. He will silently pout while you play with his hair.

If you ever bring up him being jealous he’ll threaten to bite you lmao

Being in a killing game was not something you expected to be in at Hope's Peak. However, one up-side was your dear partner. You two usually shared a room, sleeping in each other’s rooms from time to time. Staying up and talking, holding each other and basking in one another's presence; just like you were doing now.

“Love? Are you okay?” Chihiro asked, a look of worry on his face as you turned to him. “You’ve been quiet…” They mumbled; you chuckled softly at the sight. The two of you were in Chihro’s room, she was curled into your chest as your arm wrapped around them. “I’m alright, sweetheart; I’ve just been thinking about us.” You comfort, rubbing his back.

Wrio absolutely LOVES that you’re super affectionate and cuddly, this absolute dog boy of a man needs cuddles. He usually pretty exhausted by the end of the day after work so cuddles with you is just what he needs <3

Just you and him in your shared bed, cuddling while you play with his hair and rub his sore back, ugh just marry him already.

Wrio curling into your chest, his breathing slowing as he falls asleep in your arms.

Hold his face, pet his hair, give him back and shoulder rubs; he will be a puddle in your arms.