AU: Fey!Au
Genre: Future Angst / Violence / Smut
Pairing: Minseok x Reader, Yixing x Reader, ???? x Reader
Wordcount: 1025
Notes for Update: Comment if you want more!
Warnings: nothing.....
A/N: This is an idea i've worked on a while ago and i think i talked about it with @messyscriptorium but i'm not sure sorry if I tagged you wrong. Give it love guys <3 my second Yixing works.
You were awoken by a melody yet unfamiliar to you, Minseok stirring against you and pulling you back against his naked chest. He pressed a kiss to the nape of your neck as you listened to the bow move against the strings of the violin. The tune kept you awake, as it swayed in the dark night. It sounded deep, and hollow, and lonely. It’s been so long since you’d heard him play this late at night, or heard him play at all.
“You want to go?” Minseok asked.
You sighed deeply, you hadn’t actually seen Yixing in weeks, too busy with training the new recruits. “He sounds lonely.”
“He does.” Your partner answered, disentangling his legs with yours. “Go.” He said, letting go of your body. You hovered for a bit, waiting and listening a little more. The music moved you, taking you out of the bed and into simple clothes that’d protect you from the cold night. You looked at Minseok before leaving, catching him smile in the dark of the hut.
You went outside, crossing the simple wooden bridge to the large tree that held Yixing’s large home. A home fit for an Exalt, you thought, as you listened to his song. The whole city could hear it, up in the trees, and down below. They took pride in the music their Exalt made, claiming it to be the most beautiful and moving sound ever. And it was, really, you’d never heard anyone play the violin like he had. With so much emotion and personality, the instrument was an extension of his soul. It was at home on his shoulder, and his fingers knew the paths of the strings like the roads of the forests he’s walked many times.
His room was big, bed large with the softest fur overlay. You watched him, standing by the open window that showed you the perfect crescent moon which lit up his distinct features. His eyes were closed, his black hair messily pushed back from today’s occasions. Deft fingers dance across the neck of the instrument, as his other hand pushes and pulled the sounds from the strings in manners that seemed natural and unpracticed.
Then he stopped, and opened his eyes to look at you. His gaze roamed over you, and he smiled sweetly, dark blue eyes seemingly black in the night. “Did I wake you up?” he asked, putting down the instrument on the chair.
You shook your head. “Don’t stop on my account.”
He walked over to you, reaching out to touch your hair. “Your hair has gotten much longer.” You noticed he was still wearing his official attire, the dark purple silk embroidered with rhinestones of all colours, the buttons undone to reveal pale, unscarred skin.
“Who’d you see today?” you asked, as he played with the ends of your hair.
He sighed, and you immediately knew the answer. “Baekhyun’s officials, they called for me a week ago.” Yixing, as ruler of the Dorcha Fey, also known as the dark ones, had important correspondences with the neighbouring nation. The nation of the Solas Fey was ruled by Baekhyun’s parents, king and queen of the light ones. There has been an eternal fued between both nations, fuelled by events from the past that created misconceptions and prejudices against both. Yixing has been trying his utmost best to create peace for both, to no avail. Baekhyun was always out for blood, for land, for sovereignty. He’d do anything to impress his father and grant him the sacred land you lived on that his nation’s been after for centuries.
Baekhyun’s father was the one who murdered Yixing’s parents, but your mom and Minseok’s father the ones who lead the army that pushed their forces far enough back to maintain rule over the land. Yixing was merely a kid then, and his father’s closest brother took over the place of Exalt until Yixing was of age. Until then, he’d lived with your family and Minseok’s, he was almost a brother to you.
Now, it sometimes felt like history might repeat, as you were appointed to Yixing’s personal guard alongside Minseok when your friend was announced king. Baekhyun was out for him, and you and your partner had killed many of his assassin’s, but nobody would ever get past you. Both of you would protect Yixing with your life, even if he’d never ask it of you.
“You’re lost in thought?” he said, bringing you back, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.
“Oh, sorry. I guess I’m tired.”
He nodded, moving back towards the window. “You’ve been training new soldiers for weeks now, while Minseok has been with me alongside Luhan and Jongdae. You need to rest well.”
“It’s my duty to ensure that all protection that serves you and our nation is of the best skill. It doesn’t do to have half ready young men and women at the front lines to protect our borders.” You said, ending your sentence with a yawn.
Yixing smiled at you, picking up his beloved violin. It was Minseok’s mother that had taught him to play, that had spent her nights with him playing old folk songs and love stories. You had followed in your mother’s footsteps, like Minseok has in his father’s, who had been each other’s Cèile, just like you and Minseok were now. Cèile was a term used for soldiers that worked together for the rest of their service, you pick your Cèile halfway through your training. You and Minseok had picked each other when you were kids.
“Baekhyun’s coming here tomorrow.” Yixing suddenly spoke, and your eyes grew wide.
“How can you let that animal into our lands?!” you almost raised your voice at him. “Do you have any idea how dangerous he can be? He’ll bring assassins, soldiers, anything that he can to take you down.” Yixing wasn’t only your king, he was also your closest friend, your brother. Him and Minseok were your world, and you couldn’t understand how he was being so stupid.
Yixing sighed, and the look he gave you scared you in a way he had never before. “He’s not coming for me, he’s coming for you.”
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