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Scenario : You attend a social event (begrudgingly) with Nica
I probably won’t do something like this again lmao or at least for a while. I had quite a few difficulties since it was my first time but I gradually learnt as I went.
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𝜗𝜚 if you reached level 50 for both nica and ring during their 3rd season bday parties, you would get a profile label and a story of them celebrating together; this is that story .ᐟ
——Ring's POV——
[BLACK]
It was our first birthday since the tension between Nica and I loosened.
And mustering up my courage, I suggested we hold a birthday party together for just the two of us: something I had always wanted to do.
[PALACE - LOUNGE - DAY]
(The day's finally come…!)
Thanks to Nica, who had pleasantly agreed to the idea,
we were able to throw this party for two, despite it being before our actual birthday.
Nica: Whoa, there's food left and right here. What's going on?
Ring: Dari prepared them, saying food is essential for a party.
Nica: Ohh, well, he really went all in then.
There was so much food lined up on the lounge's table it would make one question "isn't this enough already,"
and in the center of it all was a large cake with both our names written on it.
(He said it was a surprise for the day of, but…this is incredible.)
Grateful for Dari's thoughtfulness, I sat down on the sofa.
Then I took a nearby glass and filled it with juice, my eyes meeting with Nica's.
Nica: Well then…
Ring & Nica: Prost.
Our glasses clinked when they tapped each other, signaling the start of a fun party to come.
Nica: I didn't think you'd come up saying you wanted to hold a party, all things considered.
Ring: …Well, to be honest, I always wanted to do this. We almost never celebrated together ever since leaving Haus, you know?
Nica: Ahh, true…was just going through a lot then.
As we ate, we reminisced on memories from the past.
That said, there were only a handful of times I spent our birthdays with Nica since leaving Haus.
(At some point, Nica started to avoid celebrating his own birthday.)
So, to both me and Nica, today was the first time in a long time where we were spending time together, as siblings.
Nica: Oh, right, we were gonna exchange presents too, weren't we.
Nica set down his fork before handing me a paper bag.
Nica: Here, for you.
Ring: ! Thanks, can I open it?
Nica: Mhm, go right ahead.
When I opened the bag, inside was a new gardening set.
From a new trowel to a potted plant, my eyes sparkled at all the gardening goods I took out from the bag.
But the moment I found seeds for orange roses, I looked up at Nica.
Ring: …Orange roses…in the language of flowers…
Nica: Language of flowers? I just bought it because it seemed to suit you the most, that's all.
Or so he said, but Nica gave a soft smile.
(…I'm sure he got it for me, knowing its meaning.)
I realized as soon as I saw that smile, and filled with happiness, I held the seeds close.
Ring: Thank you, I'll take care of them.
Ring: I'll show them to you right when they bloom, so wait for them.
[BLACK]
When I said this, Nica gave me his usual smile.
——Nica's POV——
[PALACE - LOUNGE - DAY]
When I saw the way my brother held the orange rose seeds, seemingly biting back a smile, I came to a realization.
(…He figured me out.)
Having figured out their meaning in the language of flowers, Ring broke out into a happy smile over and over, holding the seeds close.
I couldn't help but nearly feel second-hand embarrassment and his childish gestures—
Nica: So, you were the one who wanted to exchange presents. Did you get something too?
—so wanting to change the subject, I made a show of teasing him, which brought Ring back to reality.
Ring: I do, of course! I do…it's just…
But for some reason, he handed me a paper bag with trembling hands…
(Wait, what? He looks extremely nervous.)
I opened the bag, thinking what in the world could be inside, and—
Nica: Huh? (O_O)
Inside was a scarf that matched the color of our hair.
But, that wasn't where the problem lied—
Nica: Is it just me, or is this a bit frayed?
As I looked at the misshapened scarf, frayed areas here and there, Ring raised his voice, his face flushing.
Ring: I-it's a handwoven scarf…! (｡>\\<)
Nica: ……Handwoven!?!? Σ(°ロ°)
It didn't occur to me this was handmade by him, so I ended up letting out the loudest voice today.
Nica: Wait, sorry, but why handwoven!?
Ring: Uhm, I was looking around when I saw this written in a magazine…
Ring pulled out a magazine then, from god knows where, and opened it to the page where a handwoven scarf was written.
Nica: …Hold up, wait a minute, it says here that these are recommended things to gift to your lover!
Ring: Wha— ah…you're right!! (O_O)
But writen on there wasn't "presents to gift your sibling," but rather "recommended presents to gift your lover."
Nica: Ahahahaha!! Oh my god— that's so funny…!
I couldn't help but laugh while holding my stomach at my brother's outlandish misunderstanding.
Ring's lips trembled, his face flushed red, and unable to bear it any longer he looked down, seeming down.
Ring: …You would always gift me with presents I wanted.
Ring: But no matter how much I thought about what you wanted, nothing would come to mind…
Ring: So I thought, if it's something handmade it could convey my gratitude to you.
(Shit, I went too far.) (O_O)
I wrapped the scarf around my neck before gently patting Ring's shoulders.
Nica: Sorry, sorry. I really am happy about the present. I'll treasure it.
Nica: It's not so bad celebrating like this, just us two. Not that we know if it's actually our birthday though.
I sported a light tone, and Ring opened his mouth with a resolved air.
Ring: Um…I want to do this again next year!
Nica: Huh?
Ring: Ever since we joined Vogel, we barely got to celebrate together like this, and it was lonely for me.
Ring: So, I want to make up for that from now on.
Ring: I want to celebrate my only family's birthday!
I blinked at Ring's earnesty, but—
Nica: …If we exchange presents every year, won't it just be a cycle that goes on forever?
Ring: …!
As always, there seemed to be some sort of loophole to my brother's words, causing me to laugh.
(But, well, it should be fine.)
After all, to Ring I was his Bruderherz.
Nica: Then I've got to grant my brother's wish.
I put out my pinky finger, the corner of my lips lifting.
Nica: I'll celebrate with you, until you grow tired of me.
Ring smiled happily in response, linking his pinky with mine.
Ring: Right, it's a promise!
We exchanged a promise with our pinkies.
[BLACK]
And I felt that our "bond" had, once more, become a bit stronger.
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cw: sexual content
After drinking far more than I could handle and ending up completely wasted, I was picked up by Nica and taken back to his room.
Nica: I told you not to drink that much. I knew this was going to happen.
Even while grumbling, he helped undress me, and I let him handle me as he rolled me around across the bed.
With practiced ease, Nica tried to slip a nightgown over my head.
Nica: Aw, how cute. You can’t even get dressed on your own anymore~
Something about his teasing expression and the way he said it irritated me just a little, so I snatched the nightgown away and tossed it aside.
Nica: Wai—, hey what are you doi— nn…
Before he could finish speaking, I stole his lips with my own, still faintly scented with alcohol.
Startled, he tried to pull away, but I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss instead.
But then I noticed Nica’s cheeks slowly flushing red, his eyes growing hazy and unfocused.
(…Huh?)
The moment our lips parted, Nica lowered his head slightly and brushed his fingers over his mouth.
Nica: Everything feels kinda floaty…
(…Don’t tell me he got drunk just from kissing me!?)
No matter how bad his alcohol tolerance was, I hadn’t thought someone could actually get drunk from a kiss alone.
But apparently, I’d been completely wrong.
Nica: Why’re you making such a cute face, Kate?
Smiling brightly, he stroked my cheek before pressing a kiss to my neck.
Nica: I’ll give my perle lots and lots of kisses she loves so much.
His lips fell across my body one after another, ticklish enough to make me squirm.
The moment his arms wrapped around my back, there was nowhere left for me to escape.
Nica: Nuh-uh, we’re still kissing, remember?
(Nica’s acting weird!)
While my own drunkenness faded from sheer shock, he only grew softer and more unfocused, lazily leaving mark after mark across my chest.
At that moment, my eyes caught on the way his trousers looked almost painfully tight, and a thought crossed my mind.
(If I touch him… maybe I’ll get to see an even different side of him.)
Curiosity got the better of me, and I rubbed him through the fabric.
In response, Nica smiled happily and undid the buttons of his trousers himself.
Nica: If you’re gonna touch me, do it properly.
The moment I started stroking his hardened heat through his underwear, Nica slid my own underwear aside in return.
Nica: Let’s feel good together.
Kate: Ah—!
Hot fingers slid in and out of me, each thrust sending pleasure shooting through my body.
He fingered me relentlessly, teasing the heat building inside me… and little by little, we brought each other closer to the edge.
Nica: Nn…
Kate: Ah… ngh…
As the pleasure intensified, our breathing grew heavier, and in the end, I was the first to come.
Nica: …Hey, Kate.
Pulling his fingers from inside me, he rested his cheek against my breasts and tilted his head slightly.
Nica: I wanna do it with you… is that okay?
(H-How can he say something like that so adorably?!)
There was no way I could possibly refuse after that.
Instead of answering, I straddled his lap, and while sitting beneath me, Nica slowly pushed himself deep inside me.
Kate: Ah… nn…
Usually, this was where he’d start thrusting, but tonight, Nica barely moved at all.
Instead, he simply savored the feeling of being inside me while murmuring sweet words against my ear again and again.
Nica: So cute… you’re so cute, perle.
Nica: I wanna stay like this forever… my precious pearl.
Each honeyed word made the deepest part of me ache, tightening helplessly around him.
In response, Nica smiled shyly, almost happily.
Nica: C’mon… show me an even cuter face.
And by the time our sweet little moment finally ended and we collapsed together onto the bed, it seemed Nica had sobered up at least a little.
(That was the first time I’d ever seen Nica act that sweet… but honestly, he was adorable.)
The moment I let out a quiet laugh at the memory, he looked at me with a sulky expression.
Nica: Don’t laugh…
Kate: Hehe, sorry. You were just too cute.
Still seeming a little lightheaded, Nica’s words were slightly slurred, and he puffed out his glossy lips in obvious dissatisfaction.
Nica: …From now on, kissing when you’ve been drinking is banned.
Kate: Nica, do you hate kissing me that much?!
I deliberately put on a wounded expression, and Nica immediately looked away.
Nica: …Actually, forget what I said. I’d hate it more if you stopped kissing me.
His still-melted gaze slowly turned back toward me.
Face growing even redder, Nica buried half his face into the cushion before quietly parting his lips.
Nica: Just… don’t laugh at me tomorrow morning, okay?
Everything about it — his words, his expression — was unbearably cute.
Kate: I’ll do my best.
I said I’d do my best, but I was absolutely going to laugh tomorrow too.
Thinking about the close friendship Nokto and the MC form in his route. They would just sit and read to each other in his room. UHGGG!!! Also the way that he felt safe enough to lift his facade for her!!! My Nokto!!!
