Hiiiiiii you can just ignore this if you want to but I was scrolling through older asks and I saw the dark au stuff (very yummers btw 🤤🤤🤤🤤 and this is for Silverking bc I'm obsessed) i always play w MCs who are a bit (read: VERY) self sacrificial, soft and gently but not necessarily weak or a martyr complex (but something close to it). They love caring and doting for others but they can be a bit spacey and oblivious on romantic approaches to them and also has a habit of pushing themselves to the brink of exhaustion and hurt.
For Silverking this manifests in how they repeatedly ignore sleeping in favor of keeping watch of the town and spoiling the kids and anyone else who enters their library :^) anyways I'm very VERY interested in how the Silverking RO's handle an MC like that for uhm Research purposes trust me.
Aww, thank you! XD This is a sweet ask (And yis, the dark au was very dark XD Imagine me making an IF where it's just red flagged devoted ROs)
But to answer your question: How would the SK!ROs handle an MC who, in a sense, put others before themselves to exhaustion and pain and also being oblivious to romantic interests towards them?
Zeus: Well, for one, this MC and Zeus would have in common - they're both oblivious to romantic approaches, so you can imagine these two either having a very wholesome interaction (can't help but think of Fran and Maxwell from The Nanny in that soulmates episode) or the little romantic moments they share together just getting ruined/cut off from their oblivious natures. XD
But Zeus would be keeping a very close watch on MC's state. Hell, if they were apart, even for a bit, the first thing Zeus would do would be to check if MC was injured in any way - even a papercut.
But they do admire MC's willingness to help and understands this as being from their innate kindness. Zeus would find it quite admirable (but they will urge MC to get some sleep, even if Zeus has to roll them up to prevent them from leaving their bed!)
Hermes: They might find MC's oblivious nature to romantic approaches amusing. They'd also probably see it as an advantage, since Hermes isn't thinking of going into the dating pool again...until they end up thinking about MC and subconsciously flirt with them, realizes what they're doing and then hide out in their lab to shove such thoughts off.
As someone who admires a person living how they wish, Hermes understands MC wanting to help others and being kind. Hell, they find that cute, even the spacey part of MC.
But as a doctor (and an exasperated teammate)? Good God, please, for all that is holy, WHY DON'T YOU SLEEP, YOU SWEET LITTLE TROUBLE MAGNET?! They will use tranquilizer darts on MC if they have to!
Dionysus: 10000000% mother hen mode! If MC is going to help people, let Dionysus join in! They're all about helping community and creating bonds.
Of course, seeing MC pushing themselves, Dionysus would be trying to appeal to MC on the benefits of self-care. "Helping yourself is helping others too. If you get yourself hurt too far, who would be left to help those you hold dear?" and if MC tries to say Dionysus would, they'd smile and say gently. "I'm far more focused on helping you, [Name]. If you let me help you get proper rest and actual recovery, then we'll be back to helping the community, stronger and better, right?"
Zeus has been a workaholic and since Dionysus and Zeus have been friends for a long time, Dionysus has had experiences of dealing with workaholics.
Ares: They're so down bad for sweet MCs, it's not even funny. Of course, Ares would be the intimidating one in this little dynamic - as for romantic approaches...Honestly, they're very blunt and extremely patient, so I can't imagine MC being oblivious still when Ares's the type that goes. "I like you. No, not as just a friend. Not only a family either. I mean the type that involves dating. Yes, dating - the one with kissing, coupling, all that shit. Yes, I'm serious. No, I'm not joking." Honestly, Ares would be having a fun time confirming their affection to MC, especially if MC starts getting more and more flustered. They'd probs end up grinning too, eyes alight and hanging onto MC's every word. (ngl, swooned a bit)
MC, pushing themselves overboard and overworking? Ares would be trying to support MC, maybe minimize the damage if possible. But when MC is in recovery or hasn't gotten enough sleep, Ares would just pick MC up and, regardless of the protests, they'd end up keeping MC under their stern watch. They'd also point out something like "How the fuck are you going to help anyone if you pass out midway? And don't say you won't, because you'll be bleeding out the moment the job's done. Rest, cadet. Even soldiers need time to recuperate before they're back on the field."
Dolos: Very amused with oblivious MC - just constantly flirting and teasing (and would probs send dangerous vibes towards people who try to flirt with MC). They're also a bit protective with sweet MC. While Dolos doesn't dissuade MC from helping people and all (after all, they wouldn't dare to prevent MC from being who they are), Dolos is cynical and sceptic by nature. It mainly stemmed from [spoilers], so it'll take a while before Dolos is like "Guess these people are okay. For now."
But an MC who's pushing themselves to the brink? Dolos would be trying their best to support MC, but they won't lie - it's terrifying to imagine MC one day pushing too far that they end up losing MC. So they may get a tad bit paranoid if they even get the sense that MC's trying to get out of bed or attempting to get 'one more thing done' instead of resting, recovery and/or sleeping.
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IM GONNA CRY. I need more absolutely sexually oblivious mc's its always such a funny interaction, I beg of you it would be so funny to have the MC actually know nothing of it. Poor oblivious mcs...
LMAO honestly when it pops up in game it will probably be a choice of how experienced MC is, ranging from puritanical to "one time i got heavy petted" 😂 It'll be a fun spectrum to work with, that's for sure!
Because of how traumatized MC was in the story, I chose choices that makes them come off as dense and oblivious to others' concerns and worries. Hope there will be more choices like that in the future.
It makes sense doesn't it. I like my oblivious choices, and I do plan on having them. And if I don't please complain that I remember to add them :D
*** @mammonsturtle, you know this request was just weird enough for me to love it. It 100% reminds me of Turnip Head from Howl's Moving Castle and I will be running with that vibe. This will be chaotic (a little) and (hopefully) entertaining! Let's do this! -B***
Summary: After helping a rat on their way back to the Hall of Lamentation, MC finds themselves with a new pet. The rat follows MC where ever they go, and they are just enamoured with the little guy, much to the brother's dismay.
You had a very long day.
You couldn't seem to focus during any of your classes for some reason, Mammon was in a mood and was being a little meaner towards you than usual, and to top it all off, he apparently forgot that he was supposed to walk you home since you were know walking through the dark streets of the Devildom on your own.
You grumbled to yourself in annoyance as you kicked an empty can down the damp, city streets.
A frightened squeak caught your attention, causing you to pause.
You glanced down the dark, gloomy alleyway that the squeak came from. You took note of the lack of people around, debating if this was the safest course of action to take, before throwing caution to the wind and creeping towards the noise.
"Hello? Is someone there?"
You jumped as what looked like a ramen noodle cup came scuttling out from behind a dumpster and ran into a wall.
You tilted your head at the oddity and crouched down to get a closer look. The ramen cup had a long pink tail, two furry little legs that were kicking out from the back of it.
"Huh," you pondered out loud as you picked up the cup. "Are you stuck, little guy?"
You moved your uniform sleeve to cover your bare skin before gently grasping the back end of the small creature and carefully pulling.
Pop!
Two unnaturally green eyes blinked up at you from behind a dark, furred snout and twitching whiskers. The creature didn't snarl or snap at you, like most cornered animals would. Instead, he peered up at you with curious and grateful eyes that held such humanity it made your breath catch. You smiled at the rat and carefully set it back down. "There you go. All better now. Don't go getting stuck again."
The rat remained sitting where you set it down and nodded its head, as though it understood what you were saying.
You stared at it for a moment before shrugging. "Wouldn't be the strangest thing I've seen in the Devildom," you waved at the rat as you turned to exit the ally. "Have a nice day, Mr. Rat."
You left without another thought and continued your silent trudge back to your home, feeling slightly lighter than before. You were nearly there when you noticed the faint noise of tiny claws against stone behind you.
With a frown, you glanced back and spotted the same rat from earlier scurrying from a distance. He froze as you noticed him. The two of you stared at one another. You narrowed your eyes, looking around for anything else that could've possibly caught the rats attention, but found nothing.
"Are you following me, Mr. Rat?"
The rat nodded and moved closer to you.
You giggled and crouched down to get a good look at the animal. It didn't look dirty or disease-ridden like most wild rats did. Instead, it was strangely clean and calm, like a domestic pet.
Deciding to take a risk, you reached out and slowly stroked the top of its head with your finger. It leaned into the touch and let out a small, content squeak. You smiled gently scratched behind its ears. "Yeah, there's no way your just a wild rat. Did someone throw you out on the streets, little buddy?"
The rat made a series of distressed squeaks and scuttled closer to you.
You tsked disapprovingly and continued petting the animal. "Poor little guy."
As the rat melted under your touch, you felt your heartache at the thought of leaving him out here. If he really was a domesticated animal and not just a stray, he probably wouldn't last long out here. I mean, look at the state that you had originally found him in!
...
A rat was small enough that Lucifer shouldn't notice if you snuck him into the House of Lamentation, right?
Having made up your mind, you carefully laid out your hand in front of your new friend. "How would you like to come home with me, pal?"
The rat's eyes widened. He made an adorable squeaking noise as he nodded and climbed into your hands. You smiled softly at him and carefully scooped him up against your chest. "Alright, little guy. First things first," you began as you walked back towards the house. "We need to give you a name. I was thinking Ramen. You know, cause I found you in a ramen cup."
The rat snuggled its little head against your chest. You chuckled fondly. "Ramen, it is."
You carefully tucked Ramen into the front of your uniform as you approached the House of Lamentation. "Okay, here's your chance to prove yourself Ramen," you whispered. "You have to be quiet and still until we get to my room. I can't have anyone finding out about you just yet."
Ramen cheeped and burrowed obediently into your uniform. You gently patted him before entering the house.
You didn't immediately spot any of the brothers as you entered the hall and let out a breath of relief. You carefully snuck your way to your room without being spotted.
You carefully set Ramen on your bed before rummaging around your room. After a few minutes of searching, you found a decent-sized cardboard box and an old shirt that you had stolen from Mammon ages ago. "These should do..." You mumbled to yourself as you moved back to your bed. Ramen looked at you in curiosity as you held the items out to him. "What do you think? These good enough?"
Ramen cautiously approached the shirt in your hand and gave it a little sniff. He scrunched up his tiny nose and furiously wiped at it with his hands.
You cackled and threw the shirt aside. "Okay, okay. So you don't like the smell of Mammon's cologne. Noted." You went back to your closet and found an oversized PJ shirt that you never wore. You turned back to the rat. "How about this?"
Ramen took the shirt from your hands instantly began burying himself in it.
You cooed as his tiny little head popped out from the fabric and took a picture with your D.D.D. "This was the best choice I've made since coming down to the Devildom!" You giggled as you scooped up Ramed and the shirt and delicately set him in the box. "That should make a nice little bed for you. You're welcome to walk around my room, but you can't go anywhere else! I don't know how the brothers would react if they found you."
Ramen chittered from within the box burrowed deeper into his new home.
And just like that, you had your own secret little pet!
You had managed to go an entire week without anyone finding out about Ramen.
Sure you spent a little more time in your room, but it was exam season, so no one questioned it.
The boys did find it a little odd that you seemed to be avoiding letting any of them inside your room but, well, you weren't exactly the most normal human, so they brushed it off.
Meanwhile, you were having the time of your life with Ramen! You had taught him to stand on his hind legs and had a number of conversations with your new best friend.
The coolest thing about Ramen, however, was something you didn't even teach him.
One night, you had been studying and were mumbling to yourself about being cold. A few minutes later, you heard a slightly muffled chittering noise come from beside you. When you looked down, two green eyes peered up at you from under a blanket. Ramen squeaked and chittered until you picked up the blanket and wrapped it around yourself. Once you did, the rat nodded and waddled back to his box.
It wasn't just a one-time incident either. Every time you mentioned needing something out loud, Ramen would go off and fetch it for you without you even asking. He was the best pet ever.
You didn't think that this incredibly handy skill of his would ever be a problem.
You were wrong.
You had been studying one weekend, Ramen sitting in your lap as you read through your notes, when your stomach growled. Ramen perked up and looked up at you before climbing off your lap and scurrying away — you were so invested in your notes that you hardly noticed.
It wasn't until you heard an extremely high pitch screech come from the kitchen that realized where exactly Ramen had gone.
"Fuck!" You cursed as you launched yourself out of your desk and sprinted down to the kitchens faster than Mammon when Levi found out he sold one of his figurines.
You drifted the corner and slammed open the kitchen door to see Asmo on a counter, jumping and pointing at Ramen as Satan chased him with a broom.
"Ramen!" You shouted as the rat ran over to you. You quickly picked him up and clutched him to your chest.
Asmo's skin tinted green as he saw you hold the rodent. "MC put it down! You don't know where that thing's been! URGH!"
You frowned in offence on Ramen's behalf. "I'll have you know that Ramen is a distinguished gentleman and keeps himself perfectly clean. Don't you, pal?"
Ramen squeaked and nodded pointedly. You smiled scratched his little head.
Satan slowly lowered the broom as he narrowed his eyes at you. "MC, do not tell me that you took in a street rat as a pet."
You pouted. "He was clearly abandoned! The little guy is too well behaved to have ever been wild. And he's so smart too!"
Ramen looked at Satan smugly from where was currently sitting on your shoulder.
Satan's eyes widened as he noticed the rat's green eyes. "MC, look at that thing. It's not natural. Rat's don't have green eyes like that, and he's got this aura ... I don't like it. You need to put him back."
You giggled and shook your head. "Well, obviously he's not natural. Ramen is special. I think he might be magic. He understands everything I say, you know? He's really nice."
Asmo whined and squirmed from where he stood on the counter. "Can you just please, for the love of Diavolo, put that thing back where it came from?!"
You frowned at them. "I can't just throw him back out there! He'd die!" You snapped your gaze over to Satan. "You take cats in all the time! Ramen is no different. He's going to be staying with me, and if you have a problem with it, you can take it up with Lucifer!" And with that, you turned on your heel and marched straight back to your room, completely oblivious to the victorious smirk that Ramen sent Asmodeus and Satan's way.
You had barely gotten Ramen into his box when you heard a pounding knock on your door.
The door swung open a second later, revealing a tired Lucifer, frantic Mammon, concerned Satan and a disgusted Asmodeus.
"Where's the rat?" Lucifer asked in a flat tone.
You carefully blocked the box in the corner of your room and smiled innocently at the demons. "Hey now! Let's talk about this! Is there really any harm in me having a little pet?"
"A rat ain't a pet, MC!" Mammon snapped as he tried peering around you. "Even Barbatos is scared of those rodents! Ya can't just keep one in the house! It's not clean!"
You groaned as you picked up Ramen's box and distanced yourself from the group. "I already explained, Ramen is perfectly clean! Besides humans keep rats as pets all the time!"
Mammon's face scrunched up in disgust. "Tell me ya didn't name a fuckin' rat after my favourite food?"
You shrugged. "I found him in a ramen cup, so I named him Ramen."
Lucifer sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "You found him- Urgh, why am I even surprised?" He glared down at you. "You cannot keep him here."
You pouted and put down the box. You lifted up the top half of Ramen's body with your hands and held him close to your face. "But look at his little face and tiny hands"
"Hello! My name's Ramen and you should let me stay!" You spoke in a falsetto as you lightly bounced to the rat alongside your words.
Lucifer raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "No."
You whined and hugged him close to you, "But he's my best friend!"
"Oi!" Mammon shouted, looking genuinely hurt by your words. "I thought I was your best friend?"
Asmo scoffed as he crossed his arms over his chest. "You're the only one who thought that, Mammon," He furrowed his eyebrows as he peered down at the rat. "Though it's ridiculous to think they would choose a rat over moi."
You softened your face as you pleadingly looked up at Lucifer. "Please. Please let me keep him. You won't even notice he's here."
Lucifer's cold expression cracked a little at the look on your face. He sighed as he shook his head. "I'm sorry MC, but I can't let a wild rat stay here," he winced at the broken whine that you let out. "If it makes you feel better, we can get you another pet," Satan's head whipped around to look at Lucifer, who has denied him a cat for decades in shock and betrayal, "but you have to put him back."
You sniffed, holding Ramen close as you nodded. "C-Can I go alone? I want to say goodbye."
Lucifer closed his eyes for a moment before letting out a heavy breath. "Fine," he turned and began to leave the room. "Just so long as he doesn't come back with you."
Ramen squeaked and squirmed in your arms, trying to get free from your grasp and guiltily took him out of the House of Lamentation and back to the Devildom streets.
You sniffled as you reached the ally way you had found him.
"I'm sorry, Ramen," you whimpered. The rat stopped squirming for a moment as he looked up at you with sad, pleading eyes. You hugged against your chest. "I wish you were human. That way we could've stayed best friends forever!" You kneeled down and carefully set the rat on the ground. "B-Be careful out here, okay? There's all kinds of things out th-there that would eat a k-kind rat like you a-a-and-"
"I thought heard something down here."
Your yelped as you jumped around and saw two large demons blocking off the exit to the ally.
The taller of the two smirked as he leaned against the wall. "Awfully far from home, aren't ya, little human?"
You gulped and took a step back. "I don't want any trouble. I'm having a really bad day, so if you could please let me go-"
The shorter one barked out a laugh as a malicious smile curled onto his face. "Ya hear that, Krimper? The poor pathetic human had a bad day!"
You felt your heart race in your chest as you realized these demons had no intention of leaving you alone. You reached a hand back to grab your D.D.D, only to realize that you had forgotten in your room.
Shit.
Krimper looked down at you in amusement. "That's right, human. You're not-" a small woosh sounded out from behind you, but you knew better than take your eyes away from the predators in front of you. The demons' eyes bulged as they took a step back. "Y-You're n-n-not..."
You froze as a deep growl resonated from behind you. "Leave the human alone," you squeaked as a heavy, tanned hand cemented itself on your shoulder.
"Let's get outta hear!" The smaller demon crowed before the two of them sprinted out of the ally way.
You trembled, remaining as still as possible in the demon's grasp. "Th-Thank you for s-s-saving me. B-But can you please let me go?"
"OH!" To your surprise, the demon's hand came off of you instantly. "Right! Yes! Sorry. I was j-just trying to intimidate them. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable!"
You slowly turned around to see a tanned, seven-foot-tall man with familiar green eyes lightly panicking as he fiddled with his hands.
He ran a hand through his dark curls as he laughed awkwardly. "I-I guess, I should probably explain," he opened his arms to show off his whole figure. "It's just me, MC! It's Ramen! Though, my real name is Bruno. I'm a mid-level demon of greed with the ability to transform into a rat."
You narrowed your eyes at the man, "You're Ramen?"
He nodded and scratched the back of his neck. "Surprise?"
You glanced down at the ground and noticed that, sure enough, Ramen was nowhere to be found. You hummed in thought as you stared at Bruno. "Quick. What did I have for breakfast this morning?"
"A bagel," he answered easily.
You gasped and stepped closer to him. "You are Ramen!"
He smiled widely and gave you an awkward set of jazz hands. "In the flesh!" A glint of amusement flickered in his eyes as he raised an eyebrow at you. "Though, I suppose this means your wish came true. I'm humanoid now, which means," he tilted his head as he peered down at you with an unsure expression, "we can be best friends forever?"
You squealed and rushed over to Bruno giving him a huge hug. "Of course, we can, Bruno! Oh my god! This is incredible!" You bounced excitedly as you looked up at him. "What should we do first?"
He smirked, "Well best friends are always there for one another, and I see how forgetful those brothers can be. So, I was thinking," he stuck his hand out towards you. "Why don't we make a pact?"
There were practically stars in your eyes as you nodded, "That way we'd have matching tattoos! Smart thinking. We can make a secret handshake too!"
Rather than shaking his hand, Bruno looked down, dumbfounded, as you folded up his hand into fists and lightly hit yours on top of it, below it, and then knuckle to knuckle. He was even more surprised when he felt a small burning sensation on his palm as the pact was accepted.
You let out a loud cheer as you fist-bumped your hands in the air. "Alright! Best friends!" You giggled and turned to the shocked Bruno.
While he had already grown fond of you during his time as rat do to your kind heart and generous nature, he now found himself falling head over heels for you. The man could already tell that he would quickly become a fully certified simp.
You gestured for Bruno to follow you, and he quickly scrambled to move by your side, shoulders hunched over so he could look down at you easier. "Where are we going?"
You scoffed and smirked up at him. "Home, obviously. Lucifer said you can't live with us, because you were a rat, and I doubt he'll let you live with us even if you're like this, but he can't keep me from having friends over! Especially if we have a pact together!"
Bruno laughed at your tenacity. It wasn't every day you saw someone who was so fearless against the Morningstar. He could tell that he'd have his work cut out for him as your guard rat.
You swung open the House of Lamentation doors with a wide grin. "I'm home!"
Lucifer and the rest of the brothers were waiting for you at the entrance.
Lucifer sighed as he heard your voice, "MC. I apologize again for you having to get rid of Ramen. I know you were fond of him, but-"
He stopped short as he noticed the tall, smirking demon standing smugly behind you. His eyes narrowed as all the brothers instantly moved into defensive positions. "MC, who the fuck is that?" Lucifer snarled.
You beamed brightly as gestured to your new friend. Their eyes widened as they spotted the new, deep gold pact-mark resting on your right palm. "It's Ramen! He's actually a demon! Isn't this great?!"
Bruno gave the group an awkward two-finger salute, showing off his own pact mark. "Hi."
The brothers' jaws dropped as they took in your words.
"WHAT?!"
***And that was the joyous crack that was this request! Thanks again @mammonsturtle for allowing me to have so much fun with this. It was amazing. Thank you all for the love the support! I hope you enjoyed Ramen/Bruno and the fic! -B***
Ooh, I miss Lestrade :( I really like to set my MC to do something that makes Lestrade flustered unknowingly hehe. We can do that in the future more frequently right?
You will be able to, yes! Already in chapter 5 there’s at least one such one (it’s quite ridiculous, in a fun way, if I do say so myself). I can’t speak for increased frequency tho—can’t say I have counted or have a sense of that. But it will be a thing that can happen multiple times in the game and a viable way to romance Lestrade 🥰
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Summary: Cater helps you figure out your feelings for someone, but you're oblivious and his patience is really running low
POV: 2nd POV
Pronouns: Gender Neutral
Admin/Writer: Kai ⚔
Tags: Cater Diamond, Platonic, Crackhead writing, unserious, i didn't take this fic seriously with proper grammar, it's supposed to make you laugh, Cater is my spirit animal, oblivious reader, will this get continued???
Word Count: 993
Cater sat criss-crossed on your bed, and stared blankly at you with his eyebrows raised. He was there for one reason and one reason only: talk to you and see what the gossip around the Heartslabyul dorm was about.
Just minutes before, he sent you a text saying, "I'm on my way." Those words? Didn't mean anything. He was already busting your door down by the time you read it.
"Cater..?" You asked while also staring dead into his eyes. You were nervous as to why he was there.
"So, my eyes and ears have been catching some behavior from someone we know. Do you know something?"
"Huh? Someone we know?"
"Mhm, but that's not what I want to ask. Do you have a crush on anyone, Prefect?" Cater tilted his head, a mischievous smile on his face.
You blushed at his question and thought about it openly.
"Well… I’m not exactly sure if I do…" You looked at Cater for a reaction, only to be met with a frustrated look in his eyes as he squinted.
"And who is this "not exactly sure"??" He tilted his head, anticipating an answer.
"It's complicated-"
"OH MY SEVEN. GIVE ME A NAME."
"DEUCE SPADE!"
You blurted and even surprised yourself. Deuce? Why did you say Deuce if he hadn't shown interest in you? Or did he? Seven, this was new to you too.
Cater was silent, but he stood up from your bed. Tension was so thick that a knife couldn't even compare for a way to cut it.
"Deuce…"
Cater walked around your room, slowly, and it felt suffocating. You couldn't read his thoughts like you usually could.
"And you didn't tell me?!"
"I didn't know!"
"Deuce never showed interest!"
"How could you not know?"
"Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding with me."
"What? I don't see any indication that he has!"
Cater's jaw dropped. Not in shock, but in utter offense.
"Seven, give me patience…" He sighed and rubbed between his eyes. He blinked a few times to gather his thoughts.
"Okay," Cater started. "There is a reason you said his name, and even if you don't know that reason. I'm gonna tell you straighter than a piece of pencil led."
You listened carefully with a small head nod.
Cater put on a sweet, soft smile. His eyes also smiled as he placed his hands on your shoulders so gently as if you were a glass painting.
You returned his smile, but something in your gut was screaming "RED ALERT, RED ALERT" at 100 miles an hour to run.
Cater's expression turned into a dead-eyed look after, faster than you could process.
"HE HAS LIKED YOU FOR SEVEN KNOWS HOW LONG. HE WALKS YOU TO CLASS. WILL BUY YOU SNACKS FROM THE SHOP. DENIES EVERY OTHER BEING ALIVE. DEUCE. LOVES. YOU. CAN'T YOU SEE IT? HOW ARE YOU SO DENSE? I THOUGHT HE WAS DENSE, BUT HE CLEARLY HAS COMPETITION. YOU BOTH ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER."
Your body was shaken like some kind of life-size doll. Cater was merciless on you with how blunt he was. It felt like a major whiplash. Still, he wasn't done.
"YOU BOTH HAVE BEEN FLIRTING. THE BEHAVIOR I HAVE WITNESSED WAS FROM HIM, AND HE WANTS TO ASK YOU OUT, BUT THE GUY DOESN'T KNOW HOW. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?"
He finally lets you go, but not without helping you get back on your feet. You felt dizzy and your insides felt like they'd been turned into a milkshake.
It was a bit scary to see Cater in such a way, but you couldn't leave him hanging either.
"I mean, I don't know! This is new, and my brain feels like mush after being shaken like a snowglobe!"
"Alright! Fine. What do you want me to do?"
"Oh! I'm sorry! Please allow me to ease your pain and get rid of your woes with a pain relieving spell!" His sarcasm made you groan and try to think.
"Tell me what you think about Deuce," Cater suggested while pulling out his phone, opening a notes app.
"Well…"
"Well? It's just you and me in this room. Let it all out."
"Okay, okay. No more stalling."
You took a breath and let your emotions speak.
"I don't mind that Deuce is the only one who puts his attention on me. I don't mind that he buys only me snacks, but I did find it weird how he always rejected everyone else, yet would always accept my request."
Cater listened and wrote down your points, but then stopped halfway, letting you continue.
"He's nice, and sweet. Caring, funny, a bit of a troublemaker, but that's not a problem at all… I did question at one point why my heart would race whenever he was close to me, or why I would feel jealous if he suddenly got pulled away from my side. I just always thought this was normal, but I still don't know what it is."
You let out a sigh of relief as you felt a heavy weight was being lifted off your shoulders after revealing your emotions. You looked at Cater to see his reaction…
Only to be met with a Cater giving you a look that says, "There is no way you didn't know."
"What?"
"You like Deuce, dude."
"Is that what that is?"
"WHAT? YOU STILL—OH MY SEVEN."
Cater turned you around and pushed you out of the door, making your body face the Heartslabyul dorms.
"Go. March onward to the past delinquent, and ask him out. Just go 'Deuce, go out with me' and all is solved. Go on." His voice mimicked your own as he pushed you, closing the door.
"And don't come back until you ask him, I'll be watching you…"
He said the last part with an ominous tone and you quickly walked off to Heartslabyul, and going off to quickly find Deuce.
A stand-alone fic of a "skipped" moment in The Wayhaven Chronicles books.
Ophelia heads to the warehouse for a second day of research with Nate, and while there, she finally realizes maybe Nate isn't just being friendly. Panic ensues.
"I started writing things down as it got more complex. I have quite a few questions, but I'll have to read through my notes... to... find..."
She trailed off as she noticed a strange look on his face. He was smiling, so she understood he must be happy, but his face seemed... different. Softer, maybe? She dropped her gaze to the notes and then glanced at him through her lashes.
"What?"
"Hmmm?" Nate blinked before his smile intensified. "Oh. Nothing. Well, not nothing. I was just thinking how glad I am that we... that I met you."
She licked her lips as the jitters sparked out from her chest to dance over her skin. His eyes darted to her mouth, and her heart kicked into a faster rhythm.
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