WARNINGS: Spoilers for new characters on the JP server below, graphic violence and gore mentioned
*Fan translation for funsies! IP owned by Cybird, translations are my own and may be inaccurate. See About page for more info.*
New characters are fully voiced for the prologue! Here is a link to a video of the prologue, so you can hear the voices and follow along!
If life were a fairy tale, what comes after the happy ending would be, “And they lived happily ever after.”
But everyone knows that such a thing can only exist in fiction. Good and evil, life and death, love and hate, happiness and unhappiness. It only takes one moment for the balance to crumble.
It happened one day, some time after I had stepped into the darkness and become a Fairytale Keeper. I had just finished a long report, and it was my first day off in a while.
In the Crown Castle dining hall, a luxurious joint banquet between Crown and Vogel began first thing in the morning. The dining table was packed full with dazzling dishes all handmade by Victor, including Beef Wellington, pies, finger sandwiches, and a seasonal fruit trifle. It was enough to make anyone’s mouth water.
Neema
"This is an extravagant feast today…!"
Victor
"I wanted to reward everyone who’s been working so hard day and night. So I got a little excited."
Liam
"There’s a huge selection of drinks, too. What would you like, Neema?"
Neema
“I’ll have champagne to start.”
Liam
“Okay, I’ll bring it over. Just take a seat.”
Roger
“Ah, as your doctor I have to tell you, getting drunk in the middle of the day is bad for your health.”
Roger
“So, Al, pass me a mug.”
Alfons
“You’re a walking contradiction. Go get it yourself.”
Elbert
“It’s right there. Why don’t you just get it for him?”
Alfons
“Elbert, if you listen to this guy even once, it’ll be the end of you,”
Alfons
“Have you forgotten that he’s a bespectacled egoist who gets carried away and forces his will on others?”
Victor
“Now, now, let’s all get along and enjoy a delicious meal together…”
Victor
“Woah, Harrison, where do you think you’re going? I’m not letting you go until you eat!”
Harrison
“Ugh… you’re… too strong.”
Neema
“Hehe… you're choking him, Victor.”
Harrison
“Hey, you, stop laughing and give me a hand. Tsk… seriously…”
Liam
“But Harry, it smells so good.”
???
“Seriously, smelling something like this is making me hungry~”
Liam
“Really, teasing us with an aroma like this first thing in the morning, Victor’s such a bad man~”
Liam
“Huh?”
???
“Hmm?”
(Wh… Who is that!?)
As if it were the most natural thing in the world, a mysterious man with a suspicious smile suddenly joined the conversation.
The flashy person, wearing a chinoiserie cloak, smiled and tilted his head, unfazed by the attention gathering around him. With every movement, his ornaments jingled softly.
Victor
“Hello Euren, it's been a while.''
Euren
"Hey, hey there! I figured everyone was probably missing me by now, so I decided to come back to England!"
Alfons
"Another surprise visit, I see."
Liam
"It’s rare to see you at the castle this early in the morning, isn't it? You’re usually doing dangerous business at night on the streets.”
(So, you all know each other… I'm surprised.)
William
"Neema, he’s a broker who does business internationally."
Euren
“My name is Euren~ Nice to meet you! I can arrange anything suit my client’s needs!”
Euren
"From exquisite foreign carpets… to people and information, that is."
William
"Victor and I have been doing business with him for a long time as a source of information."
Neema
"So you mean… about Crown…?"
William
“Ah, he knows. About the existence of the cursed ones, too."
William
"It seems he’s even joined Liam and Alfons in their dangerous night time games a few times."
William
"And then—"
Ellis
"Oh? We have a special guest."
Jude
“……Ugh.”
Euren
“Ah!”
William
“I hear he and Jude went to the same public school.”
Euren
“Is that Jude-senpai~? Yoo-hoo, how’ve you been~?”
Jude
“Tch, I’m hearing voices. Guess I need to go to the hospital. Well, see ya.”
Euren
“As always, such a cold attitude♡ That’s our Jude-senpai for you♡”
Jude
“Creep. Why don’t you choke on your tongue and die?”
Neema
“……You two have a pretty unique relationship, don’t you?”
Alfons
“Euren’s the type who gets more fired up the colder people treat him.”
Liam
“If Jude were just a little nicer to him, he’d probably stop picking on him so much…”
Euren
"Don't glare at me like that. Are you still hung up on the fact that I'm 0.3 inches taller than you~?"
Euren
“Jude-senpai’s attitude is big enough to make up for his height, so it’s no problem at all! Right?”
Jude
“How about I cut off about 3 inches right at your ankles?”
Alfons
"Yeah… at this rate, it's a lost cause."
Victor
“So, Euren, what brings you here today?”
Euren
“Why, to meet the famous ‘Fairytale Keeper,’ of course.”
Euren
“You’re the one everyone’s been talking about, right? I’ve been thinking about it for a while now…”
Euren
“Yeah… You’re totally my type! Meeting you might just be fate!”
Neema
“Huh?”
Euren
“Hey, do you have a boyfriend? What’s your type? How about me? I’m rich, and I’d take good care of you as my girlfriend, you know?”
Neema
"Huh? Uhh…?"
Roger
"Hey now, that's enough pestering."
Roger
"You'd better let the lil’ lady go. Her stomach's been growling loud enough to hear all the way over here."
Euren
"Huh, is that so? My bad, my bad— I didn't notice at all!"
Grateful for Roger stepping in to help, I quickly put some distance between myself and Euren.
As I watched Euren from afar, already moving on to pester another member of Crown, Lord Elbert sat down next to me and cast a concerned glance my way.”
Elbert
“…Are you okay?”
Neema
“Yes, I was just a little overwhelmed. Do you know that person too, Lord Elbert?”
Elbert
“Ah, yes. We often run into each other at auctions for foreign antiques and art.”
Alfons
"We’re constantly vying for the same items, though, so he sees us as a major rival."
Nica
"Guten Tag, Crown and Robin— wait, what?"
Ring
"…Is that guy the information broker?"
Nica, who had arrived late, blinked in surprise, while Ring openly displayed his wariness.
Darius
"…Why is someone from Libra here?"
Darius furrowed his brows, making his displeasure obvious.
("Libra"…?)
Victor
"My apologies, it was a sudden visit."
Euren
“Sorryyyy. We won’t get in your way, so just think of us as a speck of dust in the corner! Okay?”
Darius
"Dust doesn’t talk."
Euren
“To have noticed that… wow, that’s just like you, Director. You’re really as sharp as ever today, aren’t you~?”
Nica
“Flattery like that is actually refreshing when it’s taken this far, isn’t it?”
Neema
“So you all know each other, too?”
Ring
“Ah, Nica trades information with him from time to time.”
(So Euren has quite the network.)
Victor
“Right then, now that we have a special guest, let’s get this party started!”
With Victor’s call, the atmosphere in the room turned cheerful once again.
And just as the party was in full swing…
Euren
“Hey, hey, Neema-chan. Let’s go on a date sometime~ No? I’m the type who’ll do anything to dote on you, you know?”
Jude
“You mean the type who clings to people like a leech, right?”
Euren, who had been wandering around and pestering various people, was trying to hit on me again when…
…A sudden new visitor appeared.
Euren
"Hey, I'm serious here. Neema-chan, are you free this weekend—"
???
"You’re late."
Euren
“Ow!!?”
Neema
“Eek!?”
Suddenly, a fist appeared from behind and slammed hard into Euren’s head.
Euren
“Oooouch~! Are you trying to cave my skull in!?”
???
“I don’t care. Drop dead.”
A man with a menacing glare and a criminal aura appeared from behind Euren, sending a wave of tension through the air.
(Is he someone Euren knows? That’s awfully rough treatment for an acquaintance, though…)
???
“…Huh? What are you looking at?”
As I was lost in speculation, he glared at me and I was struck by an instinctive sense of danger, as if I were being stared down by a predator.
(It would be unnatural not to look in a situation like this, but………!)
It wasn’t the kind of atmosphere where I could say something like that.
His gaze looked like he was about to kill someone, he was carrying a menacing-looking gun, and on top of that, I sensed he had other weapons hidden beneath his large, thick coat.
The instincts I’d honed during my time as Fairytale Keeper were telling me, “keep quiet.”
Victor
"Hey, Zane! What brings you all the way out here?"
Neema
"Huh?! You know him too?"
Alfons
"Ah, is he the one?"
Elbert
"The guy Victor tried to recruit for the Crown, only to get turned down outright…?"
(So, does that mean he's cursed too?!)
Roger
"He's a skilled assassin, right? I've seen him at underground boxing matches."
Liam
“What do you mean ‘underground boxing’? Is it some kind of illegal gambling?”
Ring
“Just standing there, I can tell he’s no ordinary guy. That guy… he’s strong.”
Victor
“Could it be that you’ve finally decided to join the Crown?”
Zane
“……………….”
The man named Zane remained silent, giving Victor the middle finger and glared at him.
(Giving Vi-Victor the middle finger…..)
Victor
“You haven’t changed a bit.”
Euren
“Hey, hey, Zane, you’re supposed to flatter and suck up to those in power so they’ll give you special treatment, right?”
Zane
“Huh? I don’t give a damn about your trash business philosophy. Let’s go.”
With that, Zane grabbed Euren by the scruff of his neck and dragged him away.
Euren
“Please keep favoring me~ Neema-chan, I’m not giving up, you know~~”
I watched Euren walk away, still maintaining his salesman’s smile even as he was being dragged along.
(Euren and Zane, huh……)
I thought I already knew quite a bit about the Crown and the Vogel… but…
An unknown darkness still stretched out before me. That was the premonition I felt.
Victor
"Neema, wait a moment."
Just as the gathering was winding down and everyone was beginning to leave, Victor called out to me.
Victor
"I’d like to have a word with you… if that’s alright?"
Neema
"…Yes."
I nodded, sensing that this was likely about the visitors who had come earlier that day. Then, an unexpected person spoke up from the side.
Darius
"I’d like to join you as well."
Victor
“………”
Darius
“I think I can provide you with information that benefits you as well.”
Victor
“There’s an international organization made up only of cursed individuals.”
Victor
“That organization isn’t one like the Crown, formed by a partnership between a nation and its cursed individuals,”
Victor
“Nor is it a research organization like Vogel, one that a nation created for the purpose of militarizing cursed individuals…”
Victor
"They are a group of outlaws that the state has no collar on."
Victor
"Their name is Libra."
(Libra…)
Neema
“What exactly do these people do?”
Victor
“The Cursed are usually treated as criminals or the mentally ill and considered a danger to society…”
Victor
"Do you remember what William told you earlier?"
Neema
"Yes, of course."
Victor
"Libra is an organization where the Cursed, people who tend to be outcasts in society, cooperate for their mutual benefit.
Victor
“It’s a give-and-take kind of group."
Victor
"They engage in charitable work for the Cursed, such as solving problems or providing support for daily life."
Victor
"I hear they also mediate disputes between the Cursed."
Victor
"Not everyone is actively involved in their activities, though. Some just receive support."
Victor
"And apparently, quite a few members simply stay registered without doing anything, only consulting the organization for advice during emergencies."
Neema
"So, Euren and Zane are members of it, too?"
Victor
"That's right. You catch on quickly, Neema."
Victor
"Their headquarters is in France, but they have bases all over the world."
Victor
"Since the Crown operates in the UK, they haven't really interfered here much until now, but…"
Victor glanced briefly at Darius before fixing his gaze on me and speaking again.
Victor
"It seems their leader has arrived in the UK."
Neema
"Why is that…? Perhaps a British cursed one is in some kind of trouble and asked for help?"
(But if that's the case, it's strange that Victor hasn't received any information about it.)
Victor
"We still can't figure out what their purpose is."
Victor
"But… just as there is no such thing as pure evil, there is no such thing as pure good."
Victor
"We've also received information suggesting that Libra has a hidden agenda."
(Libra's hidden agenda…?)
Darius
“Why don’t you just tell her straight out?”
Neema
“…!”
Darius
“That behind the scenes, people are saying it’s ‘an organization dedicated to monitoring and killing the Cursed.’”
(Monitoring and killing the Cursed?)
Neema
“……That’s the exact opposite of what Victor said their activities are just now.”
Darius
“Let me tell you something, since you’re such a peace-loving person.”
Darius
“People who are plotting something evil always approach you with a friendly face at first, right?”
(It’s convincing when Darius says it……)
Darius
“Dying under mysterious circumstances or being killed because someone held a grudge against you… that sort of thing isn’t uncommon for the Cursed.”
Darius
“If Libra is pulling the strings behind the scenes, that’s extremely infuriating, isn’t it?”
(Since I’ve only heard rumors from one side, I can’t really judge for myself.)
The fact that they have such conflicting reputations certainly suggests they’re not an organization that can be dealt with easily.
Victor
“Until their true intentions become clear, I want you to stay on your guard. Got it?”
Neema
“…Yes.”
Leaving Victor’s office and walking down the hallway, I reflected on the encounters I had today.
If someone is targeting the Cursed, then the members of Libra must be met with caution.
Yet, from what I saw today, the people from Crown and Vogel both seemed to be interacting with them simply as human beings.
(I want to treat them as human beings, too.)
If you view things only through a broad lens, there are things that inevitably slip through the cracks. I had learned this firsthand from my work as Fairytale Keeper.
The incident occurred that very night. That night, fog was thick in the air, and the chilly atmosphere clung to my skin.
I had gone to the theater to see a play and make the most of my rare day off when…
(Huh…?)
On the city streets in the darkness of night I spotted William, along with Jude and Ellis.
Neema
"Everyone… are you all perhaps on a mission??"
William
"We've been spotted. Yeah, that's right, though it's a bit of a rough assignment for a night off."
Ellis
"Seeing this lineup, you can probably guess what it is."
Jude
"We're gonna crash a banquet, kick around some stuck-up nobles, pass judgment on 'em, and call it a day."
Just as there is no absolute evil, neither is there absolute good.
Those who sit in judgment of evil are, in the end, no less evil themselves.
Yet, here in London, Crown continues to "fight evil with evil" tonight. All to maintain the balance of this nation.
Neema
"Since I happened to be here, I can hardly just go home now, not as Fairytale Keeper."
Jude
"Huh? You went out of yer way to tag along to a bloody crime scene on yer day off? Have you lost yer mind?"
Ellis
"What do you think, Will? This is supposed to be a dangerous mission with many enemies.”
William
“If that’s what Neema wants to do, I’ve got no reason to stop her.”
For a dinner party, an eerie silence hung over the entrance hall.
Neema
“It’s a pretty grand mansion, so it’s strange that there aren’t any maids in sight…”
Despite my hesitation, the Crown members stepped into the mansion.
And the moment they opened the dining room door, a scene so shocking it was hard to believe my own eyes laid before me.
Silent corpses lay scattered across the floor, surrounding the long dining table.
Neema
“What on earth…?”
And there on top of the dining table lay a man and a woman, dead and entwined.
The man had a sword driven into the stomach of the woman who was draped over him. The woman, in turn, had plunged a knife into his chest.
What was eerie was that they had died with their lips pressed together, as if they had been longing for one another.
To my eyes, that scene looked as if two “lovers” had killed each other.
Ellis
“…They’re dead, aren’t they?”
Jude
“A dinner party for the dead? What terrible taste.”
???
“The dinner party is over.”
Without warning, a voice echoed, and I snapped my gaze toward it.
Only then did I realize that a man was sitting alone at the head of the long dining table.
He was a man of striking beauty; though he was merely sitting there, gazing at me with his fingers interlaced, I felt a tension so sharp it was as if a blade were being pressed against my neck.
William
“It’s been a long time, Lucien. I heard rumors that you’ve come to London, but I didn’t expect to meet you in a place like this.”
Lucien
“You haven’t changed, William Rex.”
(Is this person… someone William knows…?)
Hearing the familiar-sounding greeting, Jude and Ellis glanced over to see if they recognized the man, but their eyes were fixed on him with wariness.
William
"…It seems you still dislike small talk. Let me get straight to the point. Why were they killing each other?"
Lucien
"Because it was foreseen that they would disrupt the order. There is no need to discuss any other reasons here."
His blunt words sounded devoid of emotion regarding the grave matter of death.
(The way he speaks… it’s as if he was the one who judged them…)
(Even though he doesn't have a single drop of blood on him.)
Why is he sitting calmly in this space in the first place?
(Was he sitting here, watching as they fought each other to the death?)
The moment I had that terrifying thought, our eyes met, and I felt a shock run down my spine.
Jude
“…The target’s dead, so the mission is over. I’m heading back.”
Euren
“Huh, you’re leaving already, senpai?”
(Huh? That voice…!)
When I turned around, two figures were standing at the entrance to the dining hall. One of them was Euren, the shady broker I met at Crown Castle.
The other person is Zane, who is rumored to be a skilled assassin and the one who punched Euren and dragged him away.
Euren
“Since you’ve come all this way already, let’s chat a little more, okay?”
Euren
"Right? You think so too, don't you, Neema-chan?"
Zane
“…Why’s a woman even here? She’s in the way.”
The two showed no surprise at the scene before them, wearing the same expressions they’d had when we had met earlier that day.
Lucien
"Euren, if you came here just to make idle chatter, then leave. You're an annoyance."
Euren
“Ah, that’s so mean~. But that cold attitude of yours is still the best~♡”
Euren
“Don’t worry, I was working hard, you know. Right, Zane? I did my best, didn’t I~?”
Zane
"Shut up. Don't talk to me, you annoying piece of trash."
(Euren and Zane are both members of Libra and seem to know each other.)
(And then there’s that rumor William mentioned about someone visiting London. Could it be this man…?)
William
"He is Lord Lucien Morsandre. A nobleman from a distinguished French family."
William
“He’s the man currently in charge of Libra.”
(Just as I thought…!)
According to what Victor had told me, Libra’s activities consisted of charitable work for the Cursed, solving their problems and providing daily living support.
But if they were involved in the scene before my eyes, I couldn’t possibly see them as a “charitable organization.”
William
“Would you mind telling me why you came to England?”
Lucien
“Why should I tell you that?”
Lucien
“I came to do what needs to be done. That’s all.”
As Lucien answered with a few terse words, he stood up and walked over toward us.
As he came closer, I realized just how tall he was and I instinctively held my breath at his overwhelming presence.
William and Lucien’s gazes locked.
A murderous intent sharp enough to pierce skin lingered for a moment, then vanished.
William
“If you’re going to operate in England, don’t forget that you’ll be under Crown’s surveillance.”
Lucien
“Do as you please. I’ll do as I please, too.”
William
“Since you’ve gone to the trouble of coming to England, shall I invite you to the castle sometime?”
Lucien
“If it’s necessary, we’ll come to you.”
As they finished this superficially friendly conversation, their tense gaze finally drifted.
At the same moment, I felt a cold stare fix upon me.
Lucien
“I’m interested in you, too. ‘Fairytale Keeper’ Neema.”
(…Me?)
I widened my eyes, not expecting to be someone he’d be interested in as a human with no curse.
Immediately, William and the others stepped in between us, blocking his piercing gaze.
William
“Unfortunately, she’s a top-secret asset of the British government.”
Jude
“Let’s go home, Neema.”
Ellis
“…I’m sorry. You’ll have to give up on trying to investigate Neema.”
With the three of them shielding me, I left the scene.
Euren
“Wow, she’s really well-protected, isn’t she… Are you sure it’s okay to let her go?”
Zane
“Do we actually need to find out more about that woman?”
Lucien
“Leave it alone.”
Lucien
"…We’ll be seeing each other again soon enough, anyway."
Libra- what exactly are they after?
Little did I know…
…Learning that would be the trigger to upset the balance of both Britain and of my own world.
In the pitch-black darkness, the sound of a broken clock’s hands echoes.
With cold fingertips, the man traces over the “list” that had been tossed carelessly on his desk and mutters to himself.
Lucien
"They’ve grown too powerful."
Lucien
"It’s time to close the curtain on this fairytale."
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Notes:
I've been working on this for houuuurs but now I need to do some errands, so I'll add stills to the text later.
I loooove domestic Crown shenanigans! was just thinking about how Euren would probably annoy the hell out of Jude, and now it turns out they were classmates! Beast-boy Zane is huuuuge as a sprite. I think he and Euren are going to be my favorites from the new group, but I am always surprised with each character so maybe Lucien will grow on me more. That's why his titties are so big, they're full of secrets~ All I think when I see him is this.
So much mystery, I really can't wait for the sequels to release! It's finally summer for me, so I will be catching up on past projects to be ready for the new routes!
We need to talk more about this. He's always ready to come running for her. Before the statue broke, everybody was stuck in their seats, so they couldn't move. The moment he could, he fcking jumped to save her. Aayyayayay!
| Guys! The episode was so good! The interaction between the ghouls and Tsuki (Luna/MC) and between the ghouls themselves was top tier !! We got a good balance between soft moments, suspicious/mind games, funny, stressful, and cool. The "only" negative review I've got (and it's the same for quite a while) is how few chapters we got. We used to have like 60-ish chapters per episode, and then it shifted to 30-ish.
Very, very, very slight spoiler below, no major event, but still be careful if you haven't caught up yet to S2E5 and S2E6 and you want to keep yourself surprised.
I always feel like the episode ends rather abruptly. I wish we could have more insight into our baby girl's mind, especially after a mission like this, with all she went through, like her life being in danger more than once and being physically and psychologically hurt. I would love to know her thoughts about each of the ghouls' behavior during the mission. How does she perceive them? And in the process of writing the reports, does she always tell everything, or does she keep some things secret from Darkwick?
They didn't just cancel Valko; they canceled any possibilities for any new live interests. The reason ? Because Chinese fan found Valko to be too gay looking and too dark 🫠
At least they say they're going to focus on the current LI and the main story...I hope they are able to clean up the mess they've made with the game since it first launched.
I know this might be a bit of a long request (mostly because English is not my first language and I overthink things but bare with me)
(Takes place in the masquerade episode, ep13) reader is being harassed by a creep despite saying no multiple times to the point she was looking for the ghouls to be her fake boyfriend. She couldn’t find kaito or Luca, Jin was god knows where with princess nina so she only had Thoma
Eventually she finds tohma and drags him into a corner to make it look like an intimate moment, she asks tohma to pretend to kiss her to make the creep go away. (But for some reason) the creep doesn’t buy it and they have to actually kiss each other. Tohma apologizes in advance and places a few gentle kisses on her lips before actually kissing her like lovers do. (Going to the point to put his hand on her thigh thanks to the thigh slip on her dress)
The creep leaves but they’re invested in their make out session. Jin was outside at the balcony to smoke when he sees reader and tohma. But he does overhear reader asking tohma about the thing and Jin got the message behind it
When jin goes to his private room (around that night time patrol Luca and kaito did in the episode), he gets reader to come with him cause he needs his servant. He makes reader sit on his lap as he smoked. Internally battling his thoughts
On one hand he doesn’t blame reader because she was trying to get away from the creep but she couldn’t find Luca or kaito and went to tohma because Jin was away and had to perform that to make it convincing. On the other hand, how fucking dare tohma makeout his (future) girlfriend. He decides it’s only fair to get payback for tohma’s actions.
Tohma gets a call from Jin and tells him to come to his room. Tohma (thinking it was Jin’s usual bs) went anyways. He went inside and closed the door only to hear reader moaning
(Up to you if you want to make it a threesome)
(Holy shit I write so much 😭. Funny enough I actually got complaints by my old teachers at the essay sections (they hate to see my essays coming 😂)
Anyways, hope your day’s good ฅ^>⩊<^ ฅ (again sorry for the long ass essay, feel free to ignore this if it’s too much)
Dw about it! I am known to write either three words that I forced together or entire essays too ;) Love this idea, their rivalry is so charged. Ended up implying a threesome at the end, but not actually writing it because I’m crunched on time >.< If you’d like a part 2 feel free to let me know!
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You dragged a confused Tohma toward a corner near a window. You situated yourself between an integrated pillar and a curtain, with Tohma’s back toward the rest of the party.
“Was there a reason you dragged me here?” He asked. There was no heat in his words, only mild concern. Partly because you were obviously avoiding someone. Your eyes landed on the insistent guest and you pulled Tohma toward you.
“Kiss me. I need someone to get a clue and leave me alone.”
Tohma considered your order for a moment, glancing at your lips and fighting the urge to search over his shoulder for the offending partygoer. He decided to play along with you in the end.
“Very well. Excuse me.” He gave you a chaste, but lingering kiss. Once your lips connected, he didn’t move. He stayed pressed against you, a hand at your hip. You angled your head, knowing a dispassionate display wouldn’t be enough. Your teeth grazed his lip to encourage him to sell the act. His tongue darted out to soothe the tingle on his lip and your tongue met his.
Your teasing worked. He sunk into your kiss and grew more passionate. Your tongues danced and he placed his hand on the back of your neck to keep you firmly against him.
Jin passed by the window on his rounds with Nina. She chattered aimlessly and looked over the balcony while his steps slowed, eyes narrowed at the sight of you and Tohma making out in a relatively private corner.
Jin passed by the window before Nina noticed and made it much worse by pointing it out and proceeding to talk about it until she could ask you directly. The image was already seared into his brain and he could no longer focus on anything else. He had wanted a distraction to tune Nina out, but that was the last thing he wanted to see.
“I’ll be right back. Wait for me inside, over there.” Jin blurted that out before he realized he came to a decision. He directed her away from where Tohma and you were and headed your direction. You had parted by the time he got there. A man walking toward you veered sharply in another direction when Jin approached first.
“Come with me,” he said to you. He shot Tohma a withering glare before turning on his heel and leading you back to the living quarters. When he shut the door to his room, both of you in the dark, you moved to approach the window. The only light source in the room.
“Had your fill of social graces?” You asked, scanning the landscape outside the window.
“Yes. Come here.”
You crossed the room to where Jin sat in a living chair, already lighting a cigarette. When you stopped in front of him, he leaned forward to grab your arm and pull you into his lap.
“Jin, what are you-“
“Sit still and be quiet.”
You steadied yourself in his lap, checking his reaction to see if this was really what he wanted. He had leaned his head back on the cushion. Plumes of smoke billowed above him as he breathed deeply. So there you remained, quietly and stiffly sitting in his lap. It was better than being followed around by that stranger, despite how confusing Jin’s reactions were.
“What the hell was that?”
“What?” You asked. You hadn’t heard anything. Had your stomach rumbled? Did you move a muscle and manage to piss him off? There really was no telling with him.
“Tohma,”
“Oh.” You explained the situation to him, recalling that you had looked for Kaito, Luca, and him but Tohma was the first one you found to help you out.
He grew pensive at your explanation.
“So you settled for him, huh?” Jin visibly relaxed after hearing you looked for him first. Damn Nina, getting in the way. His icy blue stare was on you as he considered your story. After a moment, he shifted to pull out his phone and call Tohma.
“Hello?” Tohma’s voice drifted through the speaker, nearly drowned out by party chatter. He must have returned to a private corner to be heard at all.
“My room.” Jin hung up and secured his hold on you. “Don’t sit like you have a stick up your ass. I don’t bite.”
“You don’t?” You asked skeptically. Instead of getting mad, he chuckled at your sass and pulled you to lean against his chest. He gave you another deep look and angled your head and kissed you deeply.
“I don’t like him touching you,” he said between kisses.
“Stop hiding from me, then,” you whispered onto his lips. Conflicted shadows crossed his features and he sighed.
“We’ll see.”
There was a knock at the door, followed by Tohma stepping in. He took a moment to adjust to the dark room, where you and Jin sat furthest away from the window. Jin claimed your attention, keeping it away from the door and the quiet knock. He relished the moment he felt Tohma’s eyes fixed on you, at the same time you moaned into his mouth.
“Oh? Pardon me. I didn’t realize I was interrupting.” Tohma gave you a sly look, likely because you went from him to Jin so quickly. You felt guilty, caught between them like that. You didn’t intend for it to happen that way.
“Stop acting like you care.” Jin beckoned him closer. “Next time someones bothering her, you bring her to me. I know that nose of yours is like a bloodhound. You always know how to find me.”
“You don’t normally leave your room. In a venue like this, I can hardly trust my nose among all these perfumes.”
Jin narrowed his eyes and turns your head toward him again. He captures your lips and repeats your kissing venture for Tohma’s punishment as much as his benefit.
“Your excuses won’t work on me.” He kissed you again, sucking on your bottom lip. “I know you relish spending time with her while I’m not around.” Another kiss. “I’m not putting up with it anymore.” Jin’s hand slipped into your dress’ thigh slit, where he saw Tohma’s hand when you were by the window in the party. That wasn’t to deter some creep since it wasn’t on the side where others would see it. That was purely for Tohma’s enjoyment, and now Jin claimed the most intimate part of you he’s touched.
“Enough!” You pushed Jin away, cheeks burning from getting caught. You weren’t involved with either of them, but you loved the feeling of being held and kissed. From either one, honestly. And that scared you. If that creep saw you with multiple men, he would no longer be deterred, which was the whole point in the first place. What’s more, you felt your emotions getting entangled, and come to find out Jin felt jealous of Tohma spending more time with you.
It was too much when you were supposed to be focusing on a mission. You ungracefully got out of Jin’s lap, hampered by him momentarily tightening his grip before thinking better of it and releasing you.
“Thank you for your assistance, but I’m fine now. I’m going back to my room. Call me when you need me for the mission.” You moved toward the door, but Tohma was blocking it. You stared him down until he sidestepped out of the way, but when you opened the door a crack, he pressed his palm to it and slammed it shut again.
“That is all the thanks we get? We were protecting you, after all.”
“Tohma,” Jin warned. Tohma gave Jin a meaningful look, communicating more to his captain than you could decipher. Jin sighed at took another drag of his mostly burned out cigarette.
“Let me go. Or you’re no better than that creep was.” You tried to push Tohma’s arm away from the door, but he didn’t budge.
“Are we no better, or are you? I never saw the man in question. Did you, Jin?”
“Only saw you groping her by the window,” Jin answered.
You whirled on them, unsure where to fix your incredulous stare.
“You can’t seriously think I made it all up?”
Tohma regarded you quietly.
“I don’t,” He answered at length. “But you still used us. Both of us. Bolder than I expected, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Keep using us if you want, servant.” Jin put his cigarette out on the table, since there was no ashtray beside him. He left scorch marks on the tablecloth and dropped the used filter to the ground to give it one final smush underfoot. “We’ve got time.”
“So now you want to use me yourselves.” You looked from one to the other, gauging their sincerity.
“You would get just as much out of it, I assure you.” Tohma gave you a wicked grin and leaned forward to offer you another kiss. Jin was on his feet, looking smug. You knew kissing Tohma would wipe that look off his face in an instant, so you did. And it worked precisely as you expected.
A quiet growl came from each of the men, Tohma’s out of enjoyment, laced with a chuckle. Jin’s was jealous and annoyed. He came close to you and pulled you away from Tohma to claim your lips himself.
This may be a somewhat spoiler not really its just me ranting about Elias and hinting at some of the new ep stuff but yeah
Elias I'm supposed to hate you and not trust you (which I don't) so stop being flirty and pretty 😭😭😭, I did miss the nickname he gave us tho, I think it was dear heart? Idk, I am so suspicious of him but I still love him, hea such a white liar bro, like he lies for the most non important things, and avoids certain questions, hes also used to people not trusting him so why try any more yk? Anyway, this was just supposed to be a Elias lover rant, and it became an Elias analysis rant, live laugh love Elias 😭💕💕
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