>>>>>> Malleus Draconia was not someone destined for fairytales and delicate care. Or so he thought.
>>>>>> Featuring : Malleus Draconia x GN.reader
>>>>>> A/N : i should've been studying but I saw the new episode and my love for Malleus refused to stay buried any longer . Not proof read, no warnings, just fluff and smitten Malleus
>>>>>> Words count : idk, 1k and going up
There were three facts known to everyone in NRC, mostly to Diasomnia's students:
One, The housewarden is the strongest in the dorm.
Two, the housewarden is the strongest in the school.
Three, Malleus Draconia is completely, utterly unreachable by anyone outside of his main circle; his family.
These three facts were a truth Malleus Draconia thinks are a hindrance more than anything.
his world full of riches and unimaginable power, the young prince was seen as sacred and royal.
Someone surrounded by devotees and admirers his entire life. With such a luxurious life, Malleus was perhaps the loneliest a person can be.
He had his family, Lillia raised him as his own and gave him enough love so he isn't foreign to the concept.
Silver was regarded his brother, the human and fae prince were each others family no matter what prejudiced old senile council men said (Malleus could care less what they thought, he is the crown prince soon to be king of fae, they can bark like rabid dogs all they want, in the end his word is absolute)
And his hyper knight Sebek has grown on him by time, now a person Malleus cares for deeply.
They all were his family, his cherished people. And yet, Malleus was terribly lonely.
The deep rooted longing in his immortal heart chipped at his resolve the more he ignored it. For how high and mighty he is, Malleus was in the end a boy longing for friendship and companionship.
He dreams of the comfort of a camaraderie built on understanding and likeness, he wishes on blown candles for his destinate person, for someone to look past all he was born as, all he was made to be and to live as, for someone to look at him, and see a young man with vast curiosity and a childishness clocked in maturity and duties.
He dreams of running down hills, with laughter echoing in his mind on repeat.
And when he's feeling especially daring, Malleus dreams of warm hands holding his, and an intimacy he can proudly claim as his and his alone.
But Malleus has long since learned that dreams are nothing but dreams, wishful thoughts of unattainable fortunes.
In the lands of twisted wonderland, Malleus will be renowned the strong ruler of briar valley, idolised and worshipped, but never loved as a man of his own, but as a king to all fae.
•~`°◇°`~•
On a full moon night, under the vast dark sky, seeking comfort in the faint light of the twinkling stars, Malleus Draconia’s world was tipped over so suddenly he only had time to fully comprehend what has transpired after he has returned to his chambers and laid down for some shut eye .
The gardens of the abandoned dorm, Ramshackle, has been the prince’s secret refuge since his first year in Night Raven’s College.
This was his little haven, his own space to waltz around and admire, HIS secret hideout.
He rightfully expected no one to be around, nor anyone to be daring (or stupid) enough to approach him, so to say he was taken by surprise when a voice addressed him is an understatement.
"What are you doing here?” the voice was a calm steady one, and its owner was in a much similar state. They were human (that much was clear to him) and that alone picked his curiosity. A human, in front of him and addressing him so casually without a hint of fear? ‘Much curious indeed’ Malleus thought .
“Do you live here? I was under the impression this dorm was abandoned” He couldn't help but wonder aloud “i quite enjoyed having a place to go to to enjoy the peace of solitude”
The human infront of him made of face of realisation at his brief explanation (if it could even be called that)
“Im ___, the dorm head of ramshackle. I'm afraid it's no longer abandoned haha” they gave a small smile “and you are?”
“I am ....no nevermind. I'd rather you remain unaware . It's for your own benefit I assure you. Instead i will permit you to call me by a name of your choosing.” A playful smile of his own bloomed on his face, showcasing sharp inhumane fangs "Although, one day you may regret it.”
“Right so, can I call you whatever?”
“That is what i said, yes.”
“I’ll call you hornton then!”
Malleus was, for a lack of better words, surprised and a tad fascinated.
“You know, cause of the horns and all” the human made to gesture with their hand at their head “hope you don't mind, since you’re the one who offered” Malleus blinked once, then twice, and the human kept talking .
“Although now that I think about it, I think I've heard of you. Students spoke about a man from Diasomnia with horns, the housewarden I believe. Dunno if that's you or not though haha” He blinked thrice. They knew him? And they still-
“Anyways, sorry im rambling, you can finish your walk I dont mind! Treat the gardens as your own, goodnight !”
And they turned around and disappeared.
Malleus stood still, awed. When he teleported back to his room, and when he finally laid down on his bed, Malleus didn't dream or wish. Instead, for the first time, he sat and thought of the odd fearless human he met in the middle of his nightly walk.
•~`°◇°`~•
“Did you know, child of man” the nickname rolled like silk from his mouth “that night we first met, i thought you a naive and stupid human. Perhaps a bit rude too.”
The melody of sweet Laugher reached his ears, and Malleus realised he's never heard anything more blissful .
Turning around to meet a wide smile illuminated by the moonlight, he was again awestruck as he was before and every time he stared at their features.
“Well it was pretty stupid of me to act so ordinarily with you my lord” they mock bowed with exaggerated grandeur, and malleus found himself smiling, mirroring their expression.
That day he saw them for the first time, standing in front of him and seeing him as a normal passing student, he thought they were an unknowing human .
Now reminiscing the old memory, Malleus thinks you must’ve been a holy light sent to breath colors into his life and ardor into his very soul.
The young prince has long ago since given a name to the skip of his heartbeat, the flush of his skin and the peace he feels in his very being around you. As if his existence itself took shape around yours and merged as one.
Now, sitting next to you, basking in shared silence and a comfort only privy to you both , Malleus thinks, knows, for certain that his younger dreams are no longer mere wishes empty and unattainable, because now he wakes up eager knowing that when he starts his day you’ll be waiting for him at the beginning of it.
You’re now sitting beside him at ease, tangible and solid. The young prince smiles softly while looking at you, and his heart feels heavy and warm, and beats not to keep the blood in his veins flowing, but for you.
Every time I like a character I always end up thinking about how I still like Malleus more. Malleus pls get out of my mind and let me fall in love with other characters in peace TT
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