#lee!deuce

Sorry this is just a foreshadowing before the actual attack but this sketch's been lying in my storage for some while. So I decided to post it

lee deuce with a side of ler ace perhaps? (or ler!riddle either works tbh)

so sorry this took so long, I got very backed up with school and family stuff, I am not very consistent with posting 😭

Lee! Deuce and Ler! Ace (you're honor they are gay)

Deuce is Deuce, and sweetie who thought all eggs actually hatch. He tries super hard for his mother, holding himself very high to prove himself.

But that also came with his past as a delinquent, he still alwyas okds that fact iver his own head.

He still feels a lot of the shame and the stress he caused his mother.

And for what? To look cooler? To be that wild fun boy everyone knew in class?

He burried himself in his thoughts, he alwyas needs to work harder, be better, be the perfect student to make up for all he caused his mom.

She deserved better after everything she has done for him, amd he repays her by acting like a gangster?

Deuce gripped his pencil, he couldn't focus on the paper on his desk, he was too in his head. Till he suddenly heard the snapping bang of wood, he looked down and saw the destroyed pencil.

"Uh... oh.. whoops." Deuce sighed, tossing the pencil and walking to his bag to grab another, the dorm room was empty. The other two roommates were out for the day and Ace was currently at Basketball practice.

Deuce grabbed the pencil and turned back to his desk, he set down amd stared.

"I... forgot everything!" He groaned. Hitting his head against the desk. Why was this evening so hard?

The door clicked and the flash of red caught Deuce eye, he tikted his head and saw Ace.

The red head tossed the gym back and flopped on his bed "I swear, if Floyd bite a basketball again, I am asking Azul to serve it to him for breakfast."

"Floyd tried to eat a basketball..?" Deuce raised a brow. Ace just smiled at him. Made Deuce feel lighter, Ace had that weird effect, even if he was super annoying too.

"Gonna grab a quick shower, you good? You look little wound up." Ace smiled, brushing his sweaty hair.

"Oh- yeah, yeah, I'm alright."

Ace gave a nod to Deuce before walking towards the shared bathroom, Deuce watched as he grabbed a T-shirt and some shorts.

He sat there, with a sugh he shoved his homework in his bag and flopped on his bed. He stared at the ceiling.

Maybe a day with Yuu and Ace could help clear his head, get him to think of something else before he ends up in a fight.

A few hours past, Deuce could see the steam coming under the door of the bathroom. He rolled his eyes, how long could one guy shower?

"Ace.. Ace! Are you done?"

"Five more minutes!"

Deuce scoffed, eventually Ace stepped out, drying his hair. He wlaked up and set himself beside Deuce, letting out a relaxed sigh.

Deuce stared at his legs, he thought about asking Ace how his day was, but Ace was probably tired and would just complain.

Ace glanced over and noticed how quiet Deuce was being "Okay, dude, you're freaking me out."

"Huh-??" Deuce blinked in surprise.

"You're being too quiet!" Ace grumbled, folding his arms "Can't you.. I dunno, talk about something? You're mother, how cute you think chickens are, something!"

Deuce blinked, confused. He opened and then closed his mouth, Ace really just wanted to complain some times.

"Uh- about... what? Er..?"

Ace just rolled his eyes at Deuce stuffed, he leaned over and jabbed Deuce side. "About something inter-"

Ace was cut off by Deuce yelp.

They both froze, sitting in silence for a good five seconds. Deuce slowly looked up at Ace, seeing the wide, smug grin.

"I- I uhm.. I- just-" Deuce hesitated, scooting till he back hit the headboard of his bed, the wall pressing coldly against his shoulders.

"Did you just yelp? Pfft ahaahah! Haha you sounded like a mouse!" Ace bursted laughing, leaning closer to Deuce.

Deuce tensed, he glared and shoved ace lightly "Shut up! You startled me!" He grumbled, watching Ace laugh.

"Oooh, yeah. Sure!" He sat up and wrapped around Deuce waist.

"Wha- h-hey!"

Ace stuck out his tounge, his fingers jabbed into Deuce ribs, wiggling. Deuce squeaked, he clutched his hands so hard his knuckles turned white.

He was worried he might accidentally hurt Ace if he lost control of his strength. "Pfft- pfhaah! Haha! Ah stahop it!"

Deuce squirmed, twisting and turning, he turned and fell on his side, Ace tumbled with him.

"Whis a giggly Juice? You are! Haha!" Ace smirked. He was 100% using this later for blackmail. He lifted his hand to his neck, Deuce snorted and hunched his shoulders.

"Haahah ahaha ahahaaahahahahaa! Ahaha nohoho! Dammit, Ace!" Deuce squealed. He reached a hand out and wrapped Ace and pinned him to his chest.

"Wow, great move, Deuce." Ace teased. Deuce glared at him, before he could argue with him Ace dug into his hips.

"HeehhYYA! Ahaha aaha!" Deuce gasped, squeezing Ace. He burried his face in Ace shoulder.

"Heh, you're so easy, Deuce." Ace smirked, his fingers traveling around. Wiggling into his ribs, getting between his bones, scratching up and down, he squeezed his hips.

"Hhehaha ahahaa! Ahaha gonna kihihilk yohou! Hehehhha ahahahaahaha!" Deuce shrieked, he couldn't bring himself to actually get Ace to stop.

He knows he easily could, Ace talks big game but hes very much not stronger then Deuce. But he felt relaxed for once.. he barely could think about homework, studying, his mother.

Ace found a sensitive spot and Deuce panicked, he grabbed Ace wrist and turned him so his back was on the bed. Pinning his arms.

Ace gasped, instinctively bringing his knees to his chest. Deuce found it litter funny, but he didn't have energy for revenge.

"You.. jerk." Deuce caught his breath. He sighed and let go of Ace, laying down beside him. "There. Was THAT something fun to talk about?"

Ace chuckled. He leaned closer to Deuce "I'm definitely texting Yuu later about this."

"You do that, I'm getting Trey to help me and Yuu tickle you for stealing his batch of honey cinnamon buns."

"YOU SWORE YOU WOULDN'T TELL HIM!"

Howdyyy!!! Of course I can :)) I admit, these two have been growing on me loll

(Ler! Riddle/Lee!Deuce)

Wordcount: 769

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"I can't let you go unpunished."

Deuce swallowed, unable to suppress a small flinch as he shrunk under his housewarden's gaze, his heart sinking a little in response to the dissapointed glare that was currently baring down on him.

He'd really thought he had it in the bag on his latest Alchemy test.. He'd studied relentlessly, took countless notes, and endured multiple late nights just to prepare himself for it.

He'd been so certain of his success that he even bragged to Ace that he would get higher marks than him this time, and yet... He'd still managed to fall short somehow. At the very least, Professor Crewel thankfully hadn't gotten too cross with him over it, and was kind enough to offer remedial lessons before his retake test in a few weeks time.

It already sucked, knowing that he'd messed up despite working so hard, but the thing he hated most of all about it was disappointing his housewarden, especially after all Riddle had done to help him prepare...

He was so ashamed of himself that he didn't so much as try to defend himself when his upperclassman inevitably ended up scolding him, and he was already mentally preparing himself for the weight of a collar settling on his shoulders, courtesy of Riddle's signature spell. A fitting punishment for a screw up like him...

He squeezed his eyes shut in preparation, bracing himself for it, only to be completely caught off guard when rather than a collar locking around his neck, he instead felt two hands latch onto his sides, squeezing clumsily up and down his torso and causing him to splutter.

"Eehehehe?! H-Housewahahardehehen?!" He squawked, giggling in surprise as he stumbled backwards and shrank to the floor, with Riddle following after him gracefully.

"Ahahaha?!! Ahaha Stahahap!! Please stahahap!!" He shrieked, having to fight in an effort to restrain himself, trying his utmost not to shove his housewarden off of him or fight back like he would with Ace. The last thing he wanted to do was risk injuring him by mistake.

"I expected better of you Deuce." Riddle scolded him firmly, expression oddly serious for someone who was currently tickling their junior half to death. "You're far too intelligent and dedicated to let something like this get the better of you."

"I expect you to quit sulking over it right this minute, do you understand me?" He continues, paying no heed to his underclassman's comically wide eyed look in response to the unexpected compliment, "Tomorrow morning, we will be going over all the material again together, and you will be sufficiently prepared to pass by the time you take your remedial."

"In the meantime, I won't have you sulking about the dorm any longer." He states, a little softer now, pausing the tickling for a moment to look a very startled Deuce straight in the eyes, " Or trying to avoid me as if you're expecting me to..."

Riddle trails off then, gaze shifting away a little, and immediately, Deuce understood. The housewarden was trying really hard to work on his hot temper. The least they could all do was give him the benefit of a doubt.

"Just... You can come to me next time." Riddle continues, quiet yet sincere as he looks at him again. "Ask me. Be honest if you don't understand something. I'm not going to get mad at you for putting in an honest effort."

"You... You're a good student Deuce. You work hard and you're trying so... I'm... I'm proud of you, and I know you'll pass next time." He finishes, flushing red for an entirely different reason than his usual anger as he helped his starstruck underclassman to his feet.

"Tomorrow in the common room. Bright and early at 7am. Don't be late." Riddle states, straightening himself up a little as he looked at Deuce, unable to rid himself of the last remnants of his blush no matter how hard he tried.

There were a lot of things Deuce could've said in that moment. How much he admired Riddle. How badly he wanted to be able to emulate him someday. How grateful he was that Riddle was willing to invest so much time and faith into him, despite feeling he'd done nothing to deserve it.

He didn't feel either of them were ready to broach that subject just yet though. So he cleared his throat and straightened, and instead put all of that emotion into a resounding, " Yes sir! "

aww it spells out hug 🫂 I've got you covered anon!

DEUCE ALPHABET

Heartslabyul Hcs

HELLOOO this has been sitting in my ask box for ages and i am so sorry for dying and not posting for a whole month.. erm. anyway, headcanons. unfortunately no new fic im sorry but uh soon!!! its heartslabyul tho soo enjoy!!

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