bachelors get jealous 😏
This is so simple, and to the point that I couldn't help but giggle. I do also love a good jealous man. So here you go!! I ended up going with some hc's- and more of like some actual writing too. That just felt rifhr.
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warnings: Maybe some slightly suggestive lines?
Balor:
I feel like he is the type to be silently jealous.
Like he is watching you from the other side of the room and just GLARING at the poor soul who chose to flirt with you.
Balor gets up, his chair scraping agaisnt the hardwood of the Inn. Hemlock opens his mouth to chastise him however, he falls short in doing so. He'd never seen a look in Balor's eye like that. Following his gaze, he spots you. Standing there and talking to someone else.
You look, friendly but guarded. Keeping your hands tucked into your personal bubble. Making sure that you give nothing beside polite responses and friendly smiles. The poor fellow that doesn't quite get the idea yet? They're trying to make you laugh, leaning in closer. Being... too friendly.
Balor doesn't know that he is going to say when he goes over there. All he knows is that this will not stand and you are his. Quickly approaching you, his arm naturally slides around your waist. "Hello darling." He says cooly. "Do you want anything to eat?"
Looking up at Balor, you can't help but feel relief flood your chest. Leaning into him a bit further so that hopefully they get the message. "Hey hon." You grin. "I'd love something, what were you thinking?"
Before you can properly recall, you find yourself sitting at the chair he was previously, Balor standing next to you. An arm wrapped around the back as if to act like a barrier between you and the rest of the bar. The two of you sharing a plate of food with idle loving conversation between the two of you. None the wiser to his antics of pulling you away from them.
Eiland:
This man, my sweet little guy. He pouts LIKE CRAZY.
Not in the 'omg he's such a pathetic baby!' type way. But in the, 'i have to be a proper gentleman and not cause a scene or else I fear the wrath of my sister.'
"Brother." Adeline's words cut through his thoughts as he glares at the fool flirting with you. "You have to keep things cordial." She hisses from the side hall that she pulled him into. "We need this deal to work out. For Mistria."
"I think Mistria can handle it." He huffs, crossing his arms. Turning his head toward the door- hating that he can't see through it. "He is openly flirting with my partner."
"I know." Adeline sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. "But we have to act nobelly! Mother and Father would."
"I think Father would hit a man for lesser." Eiland grumbles. "Eiland, please." Adeline whines. "I will have Reina make you as many cakes, sweets or anything you want. If you just behave."
Eiland raises an eyebrow. "...fine. I will. But I want a chocolate cake first thing in the morning."
With that, they re-enter the room. Apologizing for thier absence. The nobel man across from you keeps his gaze trained, saying something about how it wasn't an issue. Adeline shoots Eiland a glance. But Eiland simple sits down, kissing your cheek. His hand finding your thigh and places his on it. While he has to bite down his temper, all he can think about is you, him and that beautiful chocolate cake you'll share.
March:
This man is jealous and everyone knows it. There is no way around it.
I mean you saw him when you got into town. He is even more of an asshole to someone who is flirting with you.
It takes about three men to make sure that March stays away from you, and the person flirting with you at the Saturday Market. Orlic, gently patting his brothers head. "March, March we don't know that they're flirting." He says.
"Okay," Ryis sighs. "Either way, it will be okay. Y/N will make it clear."
But March watches, he sees the way that the person infront of you just clearly does not care. But he cares. He cares a lot. Shaking Orlic off, he makes his way over to you.
His arm slipping around your waist, pulling you into him. If you're taller than him, he rests his head on your shoulder. If you're shorter he rests his head on you. Glaring at the person. "Hey, I missed you." He pouts.
Looking at your partner, you laugh. "Hi March, I missed you too." You greet.
"We're going over here now." March says, pulling you away. If you're smaller than he is, you're getting picked up. Making sure that you are as far away from the person as you could be.
Ryis:
He really doesn't strike me at the type to get jealous honestly.
I feel like it would take a lot to do that. Just with him being from the Capital and having been around so many people, someone simply talking to you wouldn't really make him jealous.
I feel like his jealously really takes over when it's like clear the person isn't taking the signs, or is touching you.
Ryis wasn't usually a very jealous guy, and he knew this. You knew this about him. But watching the way the person in front of you keeps leaning in, keeps laughing way too hard at your jokes. Making you uncomfortable, he can see it in the way your shoulders tense.
It was simple really, he just needed to get across the crowded room and get to you. Pushing through the crowd, he finds you quickly. Taking your hand, "Hey!" He calls over the loud music. "Lets go dance!" He smiles. His heart soaring as you smile and nod. Waving politely to the person you were speaking too and following him onto the dance floor.
As you sway to the music, you can't help but smirk. "We're you jealous, Ryis?"
He pouts, feeling his cheeks warm up. "No..." Then he looks at you and sighs. "Fine, a little."
You can't help but laugh and kiss his cheek.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed!! This was so much fun to write!!











