Fuxi x Fiancé Solarian! Reader
Requested by: DarkAngelofIra96 and Yoonsu (Guest)
There is no Tianhou virus, so he won't die.
Angst/Hurt/Comfort/Fluff/Lime(?)
(y/n) is adjusting to their new life as Fuxi's fiancé
Posted on my AO3
On a quiet evening, Nuwa and (y/n) sat on a shimmering setup of silver chairs with a high Maintenace meal in front of them, golden chalice glimmered beside them as they sat in silence, enjoying their meal. The room they were in was very spacious with just them in it, two guards stationed outside the doors. (y/n) wanted to start a conversation with the Solarian in front of them but they didn't really know what to talk about. So they kept their mouth shut, well aside from stuffing it with the food in front of them. They had to admit, the food was like nothing they ever tasted before, they guessed this is what it's like to live the highlife.
Nuwa wiped her mouth with a pristine cloth, before looking at (y/n) with narrowed eyes, "Is the food down to your standards?"
'down?" (y/n) thought to themself as they looked at Nuwa, "Yes, it is very delicious." Seeing the opportunity for conversation, "I really like the Shark Fin soup with the mushroo-" Before they could continue, "Thats good. I think it's alright, thanks for asking." A swift shutdown.
"Umm..." (y/n) didn't know how to respond to that...although it seems Nuwa wasn't interested in their likes and dislikes. "Back on your farm, what was it like there?"
Oh! This was maybe why she shut down that topic! Maybe she wanted to know about their homelife-OLD homelife instead of trivial food preferences!
Invigorated by this train of thought, "Back at home, I had some siblings, six sisters, twelve brothers...! I'm the middle child, the ninth child." Nuwa hummed, "Did you do anything there?" She was interested! "I and some of my siblings would haul the hay, salt licks, rolls of cheese from production, home or the markets a lot as some of my other siblings were responsible for producing them."
"That would explain why you have a bit of muscles, huh?" A nod and proud smile were thrown Nuwa's way before it swifty fell
(for the ladies) "For a lady, you look more like a man. Take it from me, you should slim down, maybe then our dresses will fit you a bit better."
(for the men) "For a man, you're quite scrawny, dainty like a woman. I guess all that work on your farm wasn't enough. My brother has more muscles than you and he does paperwork all the time."
(Insert Identity Here) "No wonder our tailors demand more pay. They have to cater to your...unique size...word of advice, you should eat less to size down."
Nuwa heaved a chuckle as she looked at (y/n)'s slightly crestfallen face, "Lighten up, it was a bit of constructive criticism. As nobility, you'll get used to it one way or another." She took her golden chalice as she swayed it in her grasp, "Back to your farm, can you tell me more about it? Namely, your living situation?"
Oh, constructive criticism. 'I guess she's right. I'll have to get used to being nitpicked all the time.' They puffed out their chest subtly, 'then that means I'll just have to perfect any imperfections then! Thank you, Nuwa!'
"Ahem." Snapping out of their thoughts, they looked at Nuwa to see an impatient look on her face, "Well?" Oh! "Well, we had a decently sized home. Although me and some of my siblings had to share a room, some even had to share a bed." An awkward laugh came from them as they scratched their cheek, "It was a tight squeeze, and we had to custom order a dining table that cost quite the fortune...it didn't really fit in the house since it took too much space, so our dining table is outside where we'd eat." Although now that they won't be joining for meals for some time, hopefully someone is putting their seat to good use.
"You lived like that?" Nuwa looked to (y/n), her head perched in her hands. "Well, it wasn't bad or anything. It was...how do I put it, um, strained? Cluttered?" (y/n) raised a hand to their chin, looking off into the distance. "I would suspect so. It is quite sweaty and nasty working in the fields all the time. Let alone with so many other Solarians." Nuwa smiled at (y/n), "Not to be offensive or anything but, I can faintly smell the poverty off of you...I suppose even our showers can't rid you of your natural musk."
(y/n) looked slightly taken aback by Nuwa's words as they looked off to the side in embarrassment. "Do I? I apologize, Nuwa"
Nuwa's eyes narrowed as her fingers flexed into a fist, "Nuwa? Who said you could call me by my first name, peasant?" If Nuwa could, she'd stand up to tower over the nervous Solarian in front of her however, the best she could do was have her seat float a bit over (y/n) so she could look down at them. "Ah-right, sorry, your highness...!"
Somehow, Nuwa looked even more angry, her head raised from her hands, head held high "Highness? Are you making fun of me because I can't walk?!" To this, a look of concern and confusion came across (y/n)'s face as they fell to the ground, knocking over their chair, keeping their head there pressed to the floor, "I wouldn't think of doing such a thing! I'm sorry to have offended you!"
Nuwa's teeth smacked together as she leaned over and grabbed a golden chalice and poured its contents over (y/n). The dark purple liquid stained their clothing and fur as they took it, shaking. "There. Maybe then I won't have to smell you." A cruel smile overtook her features as she took in the sight before her, "You know what, this suits you a lot more than being nobility. Graveling at my feet, as you should." Nuwa lowered herself a bit, "And to think he wanted to marry someone like you..." A bitter smile left her lips, "What does he see in a worthless peasant like you?"
A brief moment of silence overcame the two before Nuwa looked away, "I expect for you to clean up this space before you leave, do you understand?" A feeble nod came from the Solarian in front of her. The Noble Solarian took her leave, not before looking over her shoulder at them, "If I hear you breathed a word of this to Fuxi, I'll make sure you regret it...as if he'd take your words over mine, anyways."
The feeble Solarian raised their upper body, sitting on their knees as they looked down at the grape stained floor. Even with the grape beverage pooling off and around them, they could still see their reflection through the juice and shiny, glassy floor. They looked pathetic. Fighting back tears, they got off the floor and grabbed the dirty dishes and utensils and stacked them on top of each other. Looking around the room, they noticed a bucket of water and mop off in the distant corner. They made one move towards it before they immediately met the wet floor face to face again in a painful thud...this time, they didn't pick themself up.
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.....Sage Lear could only guess how long it had been as (y/n) just laid there on that cold floor, soaking in the puddle of grape juice before someone finally came barging in the room, unfortunately for (y/n), they recognized this person's voice, "Are they-Ah! (Y/N), there you.........." An extended silence overtook them before they heard hurried footsteps get closer to them, "(y/n)! What happened!?" They felt strong arms softly take their shoulders and gently pushed them upright as he sat in front of them, not minding the mess on the floor at all.
Much to their embarrassment and shame, he took in their messy appearance with quick succession as he then looked them in the eyes, before his eyes looked above their eyes. His eyes widened in panic as he quickly maneuvered his hands under their legs and arms and hoisted them up to his chest as he ran out of the room, leaving the room in a hurry.
As he ran down the numerous halls, not at all minding some of the workers in the way, however, (y/n) tried to make themself smaller in his embrace, not wanting to be seen in such a pitiful state...unfortunately, it couldn't be helped. They could feel the stares of countless workers, sponsors, guards, etc. on them and they wished they could just disappear.
Before long, his pace slowed down as he entered a room, (y/n) taking note it was the infirmary. He quickly put them down on the bed as he scanned the cabinets in quick succession before he found some disinfectant, enhanced gauze, and a band-aid. He placed all of the items on a little tray nearby. He took their chin in his hand and raised their head and got to work on their injuries.
"What happened?" His eyes didn't stray from their head and once the disinfectant touched their head, they jumped at the seizing pain. 'I guess that's why he was panicking. I didn't even realize.' It seems as though they had busted their head when they collided with the floor. It probably was big enough and bled enough with how long they just laid there, that it was urgent to get it treated. "(Y/n)"
"Huh?" At the call of their voice, "What happened?"...it was never a good sign when someone, especially someone like Fuxi, had to repeat themselves, and yet, they didn't know what to say. Nuwa's words rang throughout their head over and over again, so they lowered it some more, "I... I spilt the juice and slipped on it, trying to clean it up...!"
Fuxi hummed in response, clearly not believing them, finally wrapping up the top of their head and swifty took them in his arms again and moved towards the bathroom in the room...it shouldn't surprise them, but it did, the bathroom was very well designed and spacious. The tub was big and circular, big enough to fit at least seven Solarians in it! He set them down on the toilet seat and began to run the tub. Now that they think about it...'Oh, I am still wet, aren't I? Oh No! That means the floor through the halls, the med bed and-' looking down at the toilet seat, 'even then toilet seat it now a mess too!' They took their head into their hands as they couldn't begin to picture how the cleaning staff will have more to do because of them-they'll all resent them for causing such a mess-such a commotion and-and
"Alright." Fuxi's voice interrupted their thoughts as they heard him move from the tub outside of the room. He came back a couple of seconds later and placed something on the sink next to them. "I take it'd you like some privacy while you undress. I'll leave you to it." Fuxi swiftly left the room and closed the door. Through their fingers, they could see the shadow of his two feet outside the door.
Heaving a sigh, they eased themself off of the seat and began to undress, trying very hard to keep it in a pile so the mess won't get in more places. Once nude, they swifty got in the very warm water, a majority of their body being covered by the sweet-smelling bubbles. They naturally relaxed in such a nice and comforting environment only to jump at the gentle knock at the door, "Are you alright? Did you undress?"
"Um, yes?" without missing a beat, the door opened and swifty came Fuxi, "Mind your eyes, (Y/n)." they were confused before they swiftly looked away with a red face. 'I-Is he UNDRESSING?!?!' with their head turned away, they could only hear the shuffling of clothing before they felt him move to sit beside them. A sigh of relief left him as he stretched and leaned on the golden rim of the tub, his arms sprawled out on them, even coming behind (y/n) and his hand grasped their shoulder. "I needed that."
They tried and failed to not have their eyes wander his figure, 'Even with the bubbles, he still stands out-AND THOSE MUSCLES!' Clearing their throat and mind, they looked at the bubbles with a red face. Before long, Fuxi grabbed a washcloth-'A washcloth?' (y/n) thought only to remember he did place something on the counter before he left out. 'I guess he grabbed them when he came in the tub.'-back to Fuxi, he soaked the washcloth in the tub and moved in front of (y/n) to wash their face of the grape juice, being mindful to not soak their bandages.
He hummed gently with a small smile on his face as he restored their (f/c) fur to its pristine condition. They'd lock eyes here and there and he'd give a smirk, and they'd give a shy smile in return. Once their face was clean, he moved down to their throat and gently scrubbed away any and all residue, then their collar and shoulders before he stopped at their chest. He stared for an extended amount of time.
"Fuxi?" His eyes moved from their chest to their eyes, "May I?"
'May he....?' A bright red blush came to their face as a stray thought came to mind, 'what if he wanted to-' they mentally shook their head as they gave Fuxi the ok. His hand, still encompassed by the washcloth, touched their chest and began to slowly-and I mean very slowly, rubbed at them. Some part of (y/n) was more than happy to keep believing it was just him simply cleaning them, the other part of them, however, was thinking more lewdly and they desperately wanted for these thoughts to go away
A small chuckle left Fuxi as he raised his other hand and placed it on their shoulder, "Don't worry, I wasn't going to do anything explicit." then a dangerous smile came on his face, "unless you want me to, of course."
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Their face exploded on the spot as they stared at him with widened eyes, not sure what to say. They were really, REALLY, tempted to just say yes but they didn't want to seem so...what's a shameless way of saying down bad? Needy? Thirsty? They didn't know.
"haha, I'm just joking. That'll be saved for our wedding night." and just like that he went back to wiping their chest....'That Bloody Tease!'
Once he was done, he dipped his hand into the water and brought one of their legs up and he moved even closer-and just like that, they were just reminded that they were both naked! Innocently, he raised their leg a bit higher and removed his hand from their chest and began cleaning their leg. He got awfully close time and time again to their more intimate parts as he wiped up and down their legs. Of course, not wanting to embarrass themself, they let their noises die in their chest.
"Moving back to the topic at hand." His movements abruptly stopped as he looked at them, "What happened?"
....And to think they thought he'd move past this, granted how long he didn't mention it.
After a moment and a deep breath
"Nothing noteworthy-I just spilled...and slipped on my drink." They hope he wouldn't press more on the issue, maybe even buy the awful lie.
"Uh huh, then why were you just lying in it for so long?" Fuxi scooted closer to them in the tub, his eyes never leaving their figure, "Because...because it was really cool to lay in?" (y/n) fiddled with their fingers in the water, causing a couple of ripples in the water. Fuxi didn't say anything for a couple of seconds as he soaked the washcloth in the water and soap and began to wash the grape juice off of their legs in his grasp.
"You know, lying isn't your best suit...please, just be honest with me. You won't get in trouble or anything for it." Fuxi's voice was the most tender and soothing it had ever been this whole interaction, and it made (y/n)'s heart squeeze uncomfortably. "But... then they'll get in trouble." Fuxi gave a shrug, "If they didn't want trouble, then they wouldn't have messed with you." (y/n) picked up on hidden aggression in his words, "Besides, why would you care for their safety?"
"I mean, it wouldn't be worth it to cause a commotion over something so small, right?" A sudden snap of the neck as Fuxi looked at them, "I-um, I mean, I wasn't harmed by them or anything! T-the wound on my head was completely my own doing! I was too clumsy!" And yet, he didn't say anything. (y/n) looked down at the bubbles, not sure what to say or do as he just kept looking at them, 'Jeez, why does he have to keep looking at me like that?!'
After some time, a sigh left his lips, "You're too kind"
"Eh?"
They paused as they felt Fuxi eased them into a brief hug before he removed himself from it, continuing to clean their lower half.
An awkward silence overtook the two, the only sound in the bathroom was the water moving about.
All Fuxi could think of was the tears that stained his lovers face when he first found them in such a depressing state...he would believe they probably would cry for causing a mess, but they weren't so frail to wallow in self-pity in the mess they made. If anything, they'd pick themselves back up and hastily clean the mess up, leaving no evidence of what happened. Something must've happened, and he knows something did. He can't say for sure the wound on their head was accidentally self-inflicted or it was a result from some kind of scuffle...
He knows for a fact he assigned two guards to watch over (y/n) and yet they were nowhere to be seen. They should know better than to leave their side and yet they weren't there...when he gets his hands on those two...on the one who harmed (y/n)-his jaw clenched. His muscles flexed as his grip tightened on the washcloth
"Fuxi?" He looked down at his beloved, a look of concern was on their face, "You're squeezing the washcloth pretty hard there..." He looked down and saw that a majority of the water had been rung from the washcloth...dipping the washcloth into the water, "There, like nothing happened" lowering their leg, he grabbed their shoulder, easing them to turn around, washing their back now
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"And, done" Fuxi removed himself from their back and eased them to face him, "All clean" But then a moment later, he tightly squeezed the washcloth of any water before raising it to their face. They closed their eyes as they felt him wash their face with the damp washcloth, "There"
"Hm" They hummed as they opening their eyes and advanced a bit closer to him, "Thank you" to which he gave a smile and began to wash himself..........now, they would've offered to wash him up but they were too embarrassed to make such a bold choice.........they found themselves thinking back to earlier and can already guess he's still thinking about the incident but probably isn't going to press them about it, for the moment anyways
Leaning against his side, they closed their eyes and took a breath..."Fuxi?" He hummed, "Why do you love me?" They didn't have to open their eyes to know he threw a look their way, "Pardon?" He felt tense under their head, "I'm just curious...I never really thought of what you possibly liked about me that you'd want to marry me"
They opened their eyes as they met Fuxi's eyes-before quickly looking back at the water, "Not to sound self-deprecating but, I'm sure you had much better options. For wealth, status, appearances, you know-you'd have a much easier time as the head if you had a much better partner"
"(y/n)"
They hummed before he moved to face them fully. Both of his hands made it way to their face and angled their head to look up at him-much to their confusion. Wasn't he holding the washcloth? In the corner of their eye, they noticed the washcloth was floating off in the water. 'oh'
They locked eyes with him, "I remember when me and Nuwa-" They flinched at her name, which didn't escape Fuxi's attention, but he pressed on, "had performed in a reclusive area-you were there" (y/n) failed to lower their head, "I wasn't allowed-" to which Fuxi shushed them with a smile , "There wasn't much of an audience as no one knew of it but that made your presence all the more known. Throughout the performance, I found my eyes always going back to you. I caught glances of you watching the performance with awe, taking in every single elegant move, song, and story. You weren't one of the little audiences who left in the middle of the showcase"
He let out a chuckle as he moved one of his hands to their ear
"I vividly remember after the performance; you had made your way out back to where me and Nuwa were to return home by carriage. You had hurriedly given me a slip of paper with, much to my astonishment to this day, a pristine slice of pomegranate pie. I recall re-reading the words written on the slip of paper every once in a while-'Sending all my faith from Sage Lear, may you succeed in your endeavors'"
(y/n) had to admit this was interesting. They did lock eyes here and there, but they didn't think too deeply about it, "It was the reassurance I needed to know my resolve in theater was just"
"...I'd sneak away from mother and Nuwa to mingle among everyone as I did even before the performance. When I had spotted you-you were among a huge family who sold their own product." (y/n) chimed in, "You offered to help me plant the salt licks. That was sweet of you"
"You'd take the liberty of offering me to stay over for dinner-none the wiser to my status and how insulting that'd be to any other royal-"
"Hey...! In my defense, you weren't wearing anything that gave you away nor' were you making it known" To which his smile grew a bit, "Exactly, you didn't, and you didn't put me on a pedestal or anything-but an equal-a fellow Solarian" Fuxi's smile dimmed a bit, "Some part of me is happy I made it known we were together, however some part of me wishes I had kept this relationship on the downlow so you'd keep treating me that way and you wouldn't have been pressured into marrying me."
"Oi' don't speak like that-I'm more than happy to marry you! We've been together for a good 5 years before this was arranged"
"But things haven't been the same. You've been interacting with me like everyone else and I hate it" He released a sigh, pondering his next words, "Sure, I do love the special privileges that come with my status. The responsibilities can be tolling but nothing I can't handle. I'll even admit the attention my status demands without me saying anything is privilege I both love and hate-from the commoner, the staff, the speakers and witnesses of our court-their input nulls in the face of my judgement. But you-"
He made eye contact with (y/n) as he released his hold on them, "When you found out who I actually was, you've been bowing to me, shyer and more reserved-the only thing you still do is address me as 'Fuxi'" He looked upset as he spilled this out and (y/n) couldn't help but feel bad for making him feel that
"Oh, I didn't know you felt that way. Sorry, I just thought now that you had outed yourself as a royal, you expected me to act accordingly. I-I mean, it is expected behavior, right?"
"It is, as I've seen among commoners, but I hated that you started treating me, not as your spouse but as something above you"
"I see, I see, well, I won't do so anymore-" Fuxi cut them off, "Not because I commanded you to or anything-I want you to act how you used to around me. Be yourself"
(y/n) mulled over it for a second, 'how they used to'. "I suppose I can try"
"Thats all I ask"
One day at a time. They still have a lifetime together to talk and fix any ongoing and upcoming issues
A silence overtook the two, but it was comfortable-
"Well, I'm happy we cleared this up" He cleared his throat and stood up. (y/n) quickly covered their eyes as they caught of glimpse of..."The waters getting cold. We should talk like this more often, yeah?"
He threw a more genuine smile their way as he offered his wet hand to them, "Of course" They returned the smile and took his hand, "I miss them quite a lot" ______________________________________________________________
ADDITIONAL NOTES
How'd he react if he knew it was Nuwa? I wonder...
Also'
For a moment it was a thought to have the guards standing outside so (y/n), leaving the dining area, sopping wet in grape juice would leave out to get the mop, the guards would take in their appearance and hold back their laugh. They already knew what happened in there, having heard the whole thing, they would do nothing but mock (y/n).
Also'
Another thought where (y/n) would have cleaned the mess and go back to their and Fuxi's room and as they were about to clean themselves up, Fuxi would walk in, confused and concerned over their appearance and what could've possibly happened, only for them to reply, "I spilt my juice over myself. Clumsy me."
Also;
"No matter what, even as you marry Fuxi, never forget where you come from, peasant...with how fast you rose the ranks, you can just as easily lose it."
Also;
It was a thought to simply have Nuwa be very critical and harsh to (y/n) to see if they're worthy of her brother. Not to be cruel or just bitter but to simply see if they have what it takes to be by his side and maybe, just maybe give some over the shoulder advice...the beginning can definitely be interpreted that way...
One more thing;
The story actually started from, "You lived like that?". I just added the conversation that took place beforehand (after thought) to give more context towards (y/n)'s background