The Handsome Knight is Kind of Strange
I hc that Lohen is smooth until it’s someone he actually has a crush on. Then he accidentally becomes kind of creepy and awkward. I don’t remember who the artist for the picture is, i found it on pinterest sorry…
CW: Maybeeeee OOC, Ftimid!reader x Lohen, implied stalking, reader is a sister of the church, can you believe I almost titled this Lohen x Sister!reader, mentions of blood and uhh lemme know if I missed anything.
Bells of ill tidings chimed, their foreboding clangs resounding throughout the city. The wind was cool and the sun was gentle, truly a glorious day for anyone in Mondstadt who wasn’t y/n.
The click clack of her shoes against the church grounds were hurried, as she sprinted away, desperate to remove herself from her perch at the stairway, with a grand view of the knights training ground.
Had he seen her? Did he see her face?
Questions she didn’t know if she really wanted answers to flooded her brain which should’ve been stuffed with hymns praising Barbatos. That’s what a good sister of the church is supposed to do! Not skipping mealtime to gawk at the handsome knight..!
A red shame burns her cheeks as she replays the humiliating event from only minutes ago. The relaxed turn of the boy, looking her dead in the eyes. She didn’t know what color his eyes were until that very second. Wine red eyes blinking up at her. If she had stayed a second longer, maybe she would have seen the snarl or smirk he might’ve made! Oh what a treacherous day!
She had slowed down to catch her breath, finding purchase on a wall.
“Y/n, are you okay?” Barbara asks, running up to her, fanning her with the book at her side. “What were you running from?”
Shi- darn it, I can’t lie! But I can’t tell the truth! Ugh! Being a sister sure is difficult.
“choir starts soon, right?” She starts. She’s technically not lying. “Didn’t want to be late.”
“You’re right! Oh I’d completely forgotten, thanks Y/n” Barbara giggles. “By the way, did you see Albert on your way in?” She asks, tentatively. She feels her heart sink to her stomach. Am I stooping to his level? Oh my dignity…
“Ah, I didn’t see him, however he might still be lurking, be careful. See ya!” She rushes to her room where her music sheets are. This sucks..! Poor Barbara watches as y/n rushes away, unsure if she said something wrong.
She flies up the stairs, skirting down a corner and into her room. Thank Barbatos she didn’t have a roommate. She falls dejectedly onto her bed, gazing out the window. Mondstadt was so beautiful. She gazes at the setting sun, a bright white descending across the horizon. Her eyes drift downwards, where 2 wine red eyes gaze back up at her. Dusty teal locks blowing gently with the evening breeze.
She falls back into her bed, her heart beating out of her chest. What the hell?
What was he doing at the church? Sure there are knights always stationed around, but why does it have to be him. He’s never been in the rotation. Is he a superior? And what was he doing staring directly at her!? Was she mistaken? Could she be mistaken twice in a day?! She glances at the clock.
Choir starts in 5 minutes!!
The handsome knight forgotten, she grabs her books and runs to practice. She finally makes it to the cathedral, turning a corner and THWACK
Bright white flashes in her vision, doubling over, clutching her face in shock. She tentatively touches her face, her hand coming back crimson with her blood.
“Slow down,” a voice drawls. She looks up, shoulder armor glistening in her blood. “got caught peeping again? You’re really bad at this.” He smirks. The cute knights gloved hand suddenly appears at her face, a white handkerchief gently dabbing at her face.
Warmth blossoms where his fingers graze her cheek. She wonders if her cheeks are as red as the blood dripping down her nose as she sprints past the knight and into the choir room.
Barbara chastises her as she uses her hydro vision to clean her nose. This day couldn’t get any worse.
The pale moons glow illuminates the cathedral. The day could in fact get worse, because it was her turn to sweep the pews.
Her soul almost ascends to celestial as she whips around, brandishing her broom. It doesn’t phase the teal haired knight. He blows a pink bubble, watching her, a neutral expression on his soft features. The pop echoes through the cathedral, splat across his lips.
“Can I help you?” She asks, clutching the broom to her chest.
“Your blood is really pretty. Way prettier than the shit treasure hoarders bleed.” He says, his eyes smiling into crescent moons “Hilichurls just dissipate when they die. Isn’t that neat?”
“..Thank you.” She settles with that. Is it a compliment? She hopes it is.
“I’m Lohen.” He says, unblinking. Red eyes pinning her in place. Could he hear her racing heart? She’s sure he can.
“y/n.” She says, trying to keep her voice from shaking. “Ah, it’s late. I gotta–“
Her face flushes, she hopes he can’t notice in the dark. “It’s quite alright! You don’t have to.” She waves her hands, as if to dispel her nervousness.
“It’s okay. You never know who’s in the vents or down the corner.” Is he making fun of her? He’s making fun of her.
“Hey..!” She whines. “It’s your fault I had a bloody nose.”
He snorts out a laugh. The rough sound echoing loudly in the dead silent cathedral.
“You’re right. It was worth it though.” He says, looking away. There’s something fond in his red eyes. “Let’s go.”
They walk towards her room in silence. Their footsteps the only sound in the silent corridors. He rounds the last corner and opens her door for her with a bow. All the chivalry of a proper knight.
“Nighty night Y/n” He says, smiling. “Make sure to lock your doors next time. There are some vile people out there.”
“Thank you,” she blushes, curtsying. She enters her room, closes the door, locks it, and sighs.
She changes into some lighter clothes and lays on her bed, when her heart runs cold.
How did he know where her room was?
Does anybody want a part 2 to this? I wanna write a part 2 to this. If you have anything Lohen related that you want me to write, I’d love to hear it!! Thank you for reading <3
