── ⋅⋅⋅ I'll show you little by little every day, I'll be a little closer tomorrow ♡
he discovers you sleeping and covers you with a blanket, but you assume it was someone else!
♡ characters : third-years
♡ tags : gn reader, fluff
♡ song to listen : joy (red velvet) - day by day
Cater found you sleeping under the tree, apparently you were tired from helping him painting roses for the upcoming unbirthday party.
Actually he had no problem at all, given he was managing the task all by himself, but you were so cute, asking him whether you could be of help.
His heart melted when your expression turned softer than it was when he covered you with a blanket.
Next day you’ve visited Heartslabyul once again, and Cater noticed you having fun with your first-year friends and convincing Riddle you weren’t causing any trouble.
You waved to him, your smile incredibly cheerful and beautiful as always.
“Yo, Prefect~ How’s your mood today?”
“I’m okay, thanks for asking! I thought I’d catch a cold, but I’m fine thanks to Riddle!”
He blinked once. Then twice.
Uhm say what again? You haven't seen Riddle for a week for sure, just how would he help you-
Riddle turned to you two, hearing your sudden statement.
“How come?” dorm leader asked you, an undisguised incomprehension on his face.
“Oh?..” you frowned. “You covered me with a blanket yesterday!”
Cater laughed nervously, rubbing his temple with his finger and pointed at himself.
“Ngl I feel kinda friendzoned, but actually it was me~”
You can almost physically feel how his heart shuttered for a moment, but you’re quick to apologize.
“I’m so sorry, I genuinely thought…” you muttered, frowning.
“Aw, Prefect, no need to be sorry! It was a misunderstanding, right? Let’s go grab something to drink!”
He took your hand in his, making you follow him into the Heartslabyul hall, but you tugged on his sleeve, causing him to stop for a moment. He observed how cutely you pouted.
“You’re actually upset, am I right? And that ‘friendzone’ you’ve mentioned, too…”
“Ouch, caught red-handed, haha. No worries, it’s oka-”
You interrupt him with a gentle hug, not even slightly noticing his subtle breath hitching, his phone almost dropping from his grip. He was upset, truly, but with a sweet smile he swat all that irrelevant thoughts away, patting your head and pulling you a little bit closer.
Discovered you sleeping in the auditorium when he was passing by.
Apparently, you were tired with managing ADeuce and Grim antics, and Trey knew how much energy you always put in your responsibilities.
“Oh, what do I do with you…” he bent over the desk you were sleeping at and fixed the lock of your hair, smiling softly at you.
He then brought you a blanket from home science class and covered you with it, slight pink dust covering his cheeks at the sight of you sleeping so peacefully.
Next day he spotted you talking to professor Crewel and approached you just when you'd finished talking.
“Good morning, Prefect. Where are you going?”
“Morning, Trey!” you greeted him with a smile. “Professor Crewel asked me to bring some books from the library.”
“Care to walk together? I was about to head to the library too.”
After you’ve gathered all the things you needed, you two headed back, but took another route, by taking which you stumbled on the auditorium where you’ve fallen asleep yesterday, and you noticed how the blanket someone covered you with yesterday was still laying folded on the desk.
“Oh, wait a second, I’ll grab that blanket, I need to return it to Deuce.”
Trey furrowed his brows, taking a closer look at the blanket you’ve collected.
No doubt, it was that one blanket he covered you with yesterday.
He felt how the disappointment filled his heart, making him sound a little bit prejudiced.
“Oh, he covered me with this blanket yesterday! I fell asleep while waiting for him, he was writing an explanatory letter of sorts…”
You turned to him, noticing his face expression and how visibly disappointed he was. A hint of blush covered your cheeks and you laughed out of embarrassment.
“Actually I thought Deuce was out of character for a moment, but I couldn’t even imagine it was you… Thank you!” Your beaming smile caused Trey to frown but smile with a loving gaze in response, and the next second you handed the blanket to him, he accepted it, covering your hands with his and lingered his gaze on your eyes for a little longer than just a friend would.
“Next time I’ll make sure you know it was me.”
Oi, herbivore… Just how reckless of you to fall asleep on his territory completely uncovered?
You are so defenseless, sleeping in the botanical garden like that.
Maybe if Ruggie found him looking at you way longer than it considered normal, he would claim Leona’s gone insane out of love.
Seriously, herbivore, do you just have to be so stupidly angelic?
Good thing it was he who discovered you sleeping on the grass and enjoying a warm, somnolent atmosphere lingered in the garden.
Took the blanket Ruggie advised him to use to sleep on sometimes after other students watered flowers and the ground was still moist.
He hesitated for a mere second, appreciating the way you smiled through your sleep at how gentle the sun rays were piercing through the greenhouse glass.
Covered you with a blanket and couldn’t resist the urge to caress your cheek, to which you reacted pretty much funny.
You leaned to him, murmuring something incoherent, and Leona cleared his throat just to avoid embarrassment in case Ruggie comes in.
Sevens, do you just need to be so vulnerable in front of him?
Next day it was you who found him lying on the grass as you were watering flowers.
“Good afternoon!” You greeted him, lifting the watering can just enough to not pour a few drops on Leona. “Oh, actually, I have a question to ask.”
“No asking how was my day, hm? When did you become so cold toward me, herbivore?”
“Hm, you’re the one to talk!” You hummed. “Anyway, do you know where Ruggie is?”
“What on earth do you need from him?”
“He covered me with a blanket when I fell asleep here. I thought it would be nice if I could give him something in return for being nice to me.”
“Sevens, herbivore, really? Him?”
You put the watering can on the ground and squatted down, moving closer to Leona and pouting.
“What’s wrong!” You exclaimed and let out a little squeak when Leona pulled you closer to him, making you lay down beside him, his tail resting on your leg and flapping on it. “H-hey-”
“Never gonna cover you with a blanket again if you can’t recognize who it was, herbivore.”
You blushed and looked straight at him, noticing his grin at your sudden realization. You averted your gaze, curving up corners of your lips and giggled.
Maybe he’ll reconsider his decision depending on whether you lean to him a little closer or not.
You and Rook were helping Vil with his club activities, which acquired carrying out things here and there mostly.
By the time you’ve finished you headed out to the staff room to pick up your belongings and then return to Ramshackle.
Actually, the armchair in the dressing room covered with some clothes turned out to be so alluringly comfortable and cozy that you couldn’t resist and decided to take a breath.
It was nearly 10 pm when Vil realized he forgot something in the staff room and discovered you, lying in clothes and things like a little kid surrounded by plushies.
Seriously, potato, only you could look so incredibly cute in such a mess.
He picked you up in his arms, carried you to the sofa and covered you with a blanket.
He couldn’t afford carrying you to Ramshackle in such a state, so he made sure there was a glass of water standing on the table and skin care products made by him were there too, so you could use those when you wake up.
Next day you came to Pomefiore accompanied by Epel, who was discussing yesterday’s events with you.
“I wonder who it was…” you pressed a finger to your lips, sinking deeper into your thoughts.
“So it’s whether Rook or Vil,” Epel said.
Neither you nor Epel noticed how Vil was approaching you two from behind and deciding to walk a little slower after hearing his name. He had no intention of eavesdropping, but a sudden curiosity hit him.
No way you would be that dense to not to guess that it was him who took care of you-
“Knowing Vil’s strict schedule I bet it was Rook!” you exclaimed, leaving Vil completely dumbfounded. “I mean, I fell asleep around 10 pm, I assume it was too late for Vil to be out of his room…”
“Never knew you have a habit of speaking nonsense, potato.”
You turned to him, surprised by his sudden appearance. Epel was fast to storm out of the hall, leaving you two all alone.
“I’m sorry for talking behind your back…”
“Potato, never avert your gaze like that from me. Head straight, chin up. Yes, like that.” Vil grinned at how fast you were to do as he said, so he put his hands on your shoulders, encouraging you to relax a little and not be so tense. He leaned closer, noticing how you completely ignore skin care products he left just for you and sighed.
“Potato, come here. I’ll do your makeup today, but under one condition.”
“O-oh, yes?..” You stuttered, your cheeks growing warm with every second.
“Sleep in your room next time.”
Just how marvelous you are, little trickster!
He discovered you reading a book under the tree in the area which wasn’t really popular among students due to its emptiness, but you found it calming and peaceful to recollect your thoughts and to relax a little.
He was observing college territory as he usually was at that time, starting in the afternoon and taking one last stroll when a dahlia-copper sunset descended on the campus, coloring it into sweet orange shades.
You appeared as you dropped the book on your knees, your head was leaning against a tree trunk, shadows of variously shaped leaves formed a delicate pattern on your face, and through them warm, ardent red sunset rays glided over your skin.
Rook landed from the tree near you silently, as if he was a nimble cat.
Your gentle features cupped with sunset rays made his heart skip a beat, and he appreciated how vulnerably you looked.
He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, pulling a blanket out of his bag and covering you with it, making sure you’re comfortable enough to not to hurt your neck in this position.
Next day you were talking to Grim, discussing yesterday’s occurrence and taking a guess on whoever covered you with a blanket.
“You stupid henchman, sure thing it was Vil!”
“Why do you think so?” You genuinely asked, trying to sound reasonable. “Well, I know I fell asleep near Pomefiore, but… maybe it was Epel.”
“Mnyah?!” Grim jolted in your hands. “Jeez, how stupid you are! Why’d he do it for ya?”
“Maybe because I saved his ass that time he was trying to escape Vil’s extra classes?”
“Or maybe it was my beloved little trickster’s ange gardien?”
You jumped on the spot, Grim somehow predicting this kind of situation and escaping your hands, landing on the grass near you. You turned to see Rook smiling gently at you and offering you a gloved hand. You were too startled to figure out what was the meaning of that, but took the hand nevertheless. He pressed a small kiss on your knuckles, looking straight at you and grinning through the little kiss, the feeling of his lips still lingering on your skin.
He swears, the one time he actually has to attend classes in person turns out to be the one he also has to be paired with you.
There’s nothing wrong with you, but it’s about him. He’s too nervous to even look at what you’re handing out to him during a potionology class.
So he proceeds to quickly add the potion you’ve handed out and mix it with something boiling in the cauldron.
“I-idia!!” You exclaim, finally managing to make him at least glance at you. “I asked if this was the right thing or not!”
“W-wha?! Wait, what did you give me just now?!”
“H-here!” You gave him an empty bottle and he looked at the tag attached to it, facepalming himself.
“And that means?.. Ah… Oh…”
“Hey, what’s with y-you?..”
You felt a sudden dizziness after inhaling the fumes of the potion, and suddenly collapsed on the floor, snoring heavily. Professor Crewel sighed tiredly and demanded Idia to take you to the infirmary, since the brew you prepared did not pose any threat to life.
That's what he was thinking about!! Carrying you through the halls when the infirmary was in another wing?!
Hell no he wasn’t going to do that-
He thought twice after receiving a heavy discerning Crewel's gaze and hearing him almost yell to get himself together and take you to the infirmary already.
He almost dropped you on the bed and realized there was no nurse around.
Shit, today was his worst day in his whole lifetime.
He covered you with a blanket and stormed out of the room, leaving a small note with a quick summary of what happened in case the nurse came back.
A few hours after sleeping you got up and was quick to inform Idia you were fine as the only thing you remember was Idia’s face full of horror and worry before you've fainted.
“Can’t imagine professor Crewel covered me with a blanket tho”
You almost dropped your phone because of the amount of messages filled with furious emojis. Why was Idia reacting this way…
“Bro, you good?” You typed.
“As if. He made me carry you to the infirmary and discover there was no one aside from us just for you to assume it was him who took care of you?”
Good thing you couldn’t stutter through the text. The sudden realization at how sweet Idia was, covering you with a blanket and making sure you’re not alone at least for some time… With a sweet childlike smile plastered on your face you typed an answer.
The nights at Ramshackle garden are always chilly.
You noticed it right when you and Malleus took your usual stroll, discussing sweet nothings.
He was enchanted to just hear you speak, your little stories always filling him with a warm feeling spreading in his chest.
He felt an inexplicable warmth in his chest, as if he was feverish just from how charmingly your lips moved when you told how you enjoyed appreciating nature in your world.
He could feel his heart beating rapidly, pumping blood through his vessels and forcing him to feel his cheeks growing warm when you said you are glad to spend time with him, walking in the garden like that.
Yes, that was the first night you thought it was chilly, despite Malleus unable to control how warm he was feeling beside you.
Your gaze filled with genuine love and care lingered on him when he was telling you something about himself, not limited by anything or someone else's prejudiced attitude towards him.
It was just you, shivering a little and enjoying his somnolent deep voice, lulling you to sleep.
Malleus smiled at you, your head suddenly on his shoulder.
He scooped you up in his arms, gently pulling you closer, and carried you to the Ramshackle, covering you with a blanket and caressing your cheek before dissolving into flashes of green.
Next evening you spotted neon green sparkles and greeted Malleus, him appearing beside you.
“Hello,” you smiled. “Thank you for making sure ghosts took me over to Ramshackle yesterday! I didn’t know they’re strong enough to carry a human body.”
“Yes?” You turned to him, noticing his pout and approached him. “Why are you upset, Tsunotarou? Did I do something wrong?..”
“Nothing beside mistaken my guilelessness towards you for ghosts’ sincerity. “
“Oh…” You smiled gently at him, fearlessly pulling him towards you and embracing him, meeting his absolutely lovesick gaze and feeling sudden warmth spreading in your chest. “Would you find this hug sufficient to make this up?”
“Maybe a little bit longer, if you will, child of man.”
With that you buried your face in his chest, enjoying how right and pertinent you were feeling in his arms, smiling to yourself and wishing this night to never end.
You were always an honored guest at Light Music Club’s gatherings.
Lilia would often find you studying at the library and float midair in front of you, chuckling and inviting you over to the music room.
So you did just that for once. Then twice. Starting from twice you’ve realized you’re always finding your ways at the music room, your beloved trio ready to spoil you with sweets and juicy stories.
Today was so fun and exciting, the boys demonstrated their new song to you, suggesting you to be their main vocalist and you giggling at the thought.
Today’s playlist they performed was quite nice and peaceful to that extent you found yourself relaxing and falling asleep quickly.
Kalim was giggling and trying to not to wake you up while Cater was quick to tweet about you enjoying ballads so much you ended up asleep.
Lilia looked at you with pure adoration plastered on his face, his fingers caressing your cheeks and fixing your hair gently.
Kalim almost squeaked at how lovely you two were.
Lilia found a cute blanket Kalim once brought here and asked him whether he could use it and after receiving approval he covered you with a blanket.
Needless to say Lilia was a man who was bad at resisting temptation to kiss your forehead.
Next time you all met you took a bite of a cookie, a few crumbs fell into your lap, but you continued talking.
“By the way guys, who was the one who covered me with a blanket last week? I wanted to thank you!”
“Wanna do a poll on MagiCam?”
“Ah no no, let me just guess then… I bet it was Kalim!”
Just after you said that Lilia appeared in front of you, floating midair. It was hard to recognize what kind of expression he had in that state, but you assumed he was slightly dissatisfied with your answer.
He floated closer to you, finally noticing pinkish blush dusting your cheeks, his lips covering yours in a soft kiss. After pulling out he licked cookie crumbs from your check and gave a nod of approval, asking you once again.
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