“Ugg,” Frederick grumbled running his hands through his chestnut hair and shaking his head, trying desperately to keep his normally keen eyes open.
The knight was slumped on the super plush (seriously why did it have to be so comfortable) couch in one of the castle’s many drawing rooms, his legs extended out in front of him onto the coffee table and crossed at his ankles to create a makeshift human table. The piece of paper that he and Ylisse’s tactician had been mulling over for a good hour now was draped over his lap. It was only noon based on the location of the shadows tracing the more intimately-si
“You have such a nice back, Sho-kun~”
He gives a low growl as your hands move down his exposed back. You can tell that he isn’t thrilled. He never has been. After the whole commotion with the Grand Prix, he had been stuck with you. You being the only person willing to welcome him with open arms. He had nowhere else to go. And if he stayed with you, the Kirijo Group could keep an eye on him as well. Perfect for everyone. Except Sho, of course. Because Minazuki had vanished. You had learned a lot about the two of them, through Sho’s subtle comments. Sho also suffered from routine nightmares, with no one to keep him ̶
*** Warning: This chapter is a soft lemon.***
"Yes. Sure. Come in" Sinbad moves from the door letting you go into his room.
"How are you feeling? You should be resting"
His hair looks a bit wet and he's not wearing any of his jewelry. It looks like he got out of the shower not long ago.
"I'm ok. The doctor gave me something for the pain" You stand near the closed door, not sure where to look.
"Listen, I... I want to apologize again. I acted beyond stupidity. I should've listened to you when you told me not to go out..." You look away, nervously tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You never knew how he could possibly be with so many people. It seemed as though every time you saw the purple-black haired king, he was flirting with a girl, or charming a young lady, or harassing a woman, or making careful advances on a young man. Though you did not know the king well personally, the number of other maids and servants he made advances on was greater than you even tried to comprehend.
You were thankful he never took note of you. You weren't exactly sure what you'd do with his attention. You were confident in your own rite, but in the face of one of the most powerful men in all history, you were certain you would shatter lik
"Ahhh!" You raffled your hair in frustration at how aloof your best friend was at your deepest worries. She was too busy checking her nails to make sure her manicure turned out fabulous than helping you come up with something. Can't she see how important this was for you?
"Helllllp meeee! How should I kiss him?" you whispered, grabbing both her hands to place them in the middle of the desk as you pleaded with your eyes.
You were sitting right in front of her, with the desk being the only barrier separating you two, during your biology class at the far, right corner near the window. The place only the protagonist of an anime would usually be
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Beginning of March is always chilly. Rubbing her arms, Ayano was walking to Akademi High, thinking back of the call from her father last night. Even though he had given many advices, she just wondered how he knew her every actions on Friday in very details.
“Is there someone reporting to him?” Placing her right hand underneath her chin, she came up with a theory that had no way to confirm. Million possibilities were jumbling up in her head, but Ayano’s attention shifted as soon as she heard a fuss in front of the classroom door. Even though she couldn’t understand what they were talking
It was in the middle of winter on a Friday night, snow was falling gently onto the blanket of white outside, and you were currently huddled into a ball on your couch shaking tremendously. You pulled the blanket around yourself tighter, trying to trap any warmth into your little hut. You decided that even if you did love winter, you could certainly do without the freezing temperatures that came with it. The weather man on the tv was going on about how the snow was going to be here for a while and to always keep warm, but it was just some background noise to you as your thoughts drifted to a certain raven haired male. Kuroo had texted you a