❤︎ LOVE IS A GYPSY’S CHILD! ❤︎
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❤︎ Rook Hunt x gn!opera singer!reader! ❤︎
❤︎ You surprise your adoring boyfriend with a special performance! ❤︎
❤︎ Trigger & Content Warnings: Google translated French… *shudders* ❤︎
• this came to me in a vision… please enjoy!!! I haven’t gotten very far in the game, so it probably isn’t lore accurate :( (this man is my fave in twst by farrrrrr) •
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
Rook watched you enter the lobby of Pomefiore.
His partner.
Sa beauté préférée.
“Rook!”
You smiled and his heart soared.
“Mon amour! Pourquoi m'avez-vous honoré de votre présence?”
You giggled, his flowery language reminded you of a prince from a fairy tale you’d read when you were a little kid.
“I have a surprise for you, but I need to prepare it. It may take a little while, but could you try to not watch me while I get it ready? I want your reaction to be true!”
“Of course, mon ange. Whatever you need! Please inform me when you need to be left alone.”
His smile brightened.
Your heart beat fast, even though you’d been dating him for quite some time now. You’d never get used to how beautiful he was.
“Thanks, Rook! I’m going to get started on it, so maybe an hour or two alone? I’ll text you once I have it hidden.”
He nodded and pressed a kiss to your cheek, then waved as you left.
He sighed, a lovesick expression forming on his face.
A partner like you came once in a century, how did he get so lucky to be the one graced with your love?
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
You were practically vibrating with excitement.
Back in your world, you had been talented at opera singing since you were young, even becoming famous as a young child.
Now, you kept the skill but didn’t have the fame, which was honestly a relief. It meant surprises like this were completely unexpected, even to your very observant boyfriend.
The sheet music to this piece was scattered across your bed. Grim stared at the papers, then at you.
“So, you’re gonna sing this?”
“What’s with the tone? You don’t believe that I can sing?”
“You don’t seem like the singing type.”
You rolled your eyes and shook your head fondly.
“Well, I’m good at it… here, can you listen to the recording? I need someone to listen for mistakes.”
“You’re MY henchman, not the other way around! I ain’t doing this for nothing.”
“Once I perfect it and sing it for Rook, I’ll get you extra tuna.”
“…hmph, fine!”
Grim listened to the song, his eyes widening when he realized that you were confident you could sing it.
The song ended. Grim nearly fell backwards when you started warming up your voice and hit your highest note.
“Woah! How long have ya been able to do that?”
“A while. I’ve been singing since I was little.”
He nodded and turned to the sheet music.
“Are ya done with the fancy stuff yet? I wanna hear this coming from my henchman.”
You chuckled and continued warming up.
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
“…Mais si je t'aime, si je t'aime, Prends garde à toi!”
You sighed as you finished your third run through of the aria.
“How’d it sound? Did I fix the mistakes?”
“Sounded good to me. Maybe ya should have someone else double check?”
“That’s a surprisingly good idea.”
“Thanks- wait! I can make good ideas! I make ‘em all the time!”
You giggled and picked up your phone.
“Hm… let’s go see Ace and Deuce. I don’t think they’re busy right now.”
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
You entered the Heartslabyul dorms, looking for Ace and Deuce.
“Hey, Prefect! Got your message, what’s this song you wanted us to listen to?”
Ace ran up to you, Deuce close behind him.
“It’s an aria—Habanera. I’m surprising Rook with it, so I want it to be perfect.”
“Well, we’d love to help!”
Deuce smiled and Ace elbowed him in the side.
You rushed them to a more private area to sing it without eavesdropping.
“Alright, I’ll play the recording, then I’ll sing it. Can you listen for any mistakes?”
They nodded and listened to the recording.
Before they could go off on a tangent, you cleared your throat and started singing.
Deuce froze in shock and Ace’s jaw dropped.
“Okay, that sounded perfect. I’m not even joking, you’re amazing!”
Ace encouraged you, but Deuce was still wide eyed.
“Y-yeah, you’re actually the best singer I’ve ever heard.”
You blushed and waved off their compliments, a goofy smile on your lips.
“Aw, thanks! So, you think it sounds good?”
“Mhm!”
They said it in unison, then looked at each other.
Ace said jinx first. Deuce pouted and mimed zipping his lips shut, then walked off to scrounge up a soda.
“He’s gonna love it.”
You thanked Ace and ran back to Ramshackle.
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
A few more days passed. You’d been practicing your performance nonstop and felt completely confident with it.
You decided it was time to show Rook your skills.
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
Rook was in his room, finishing up the last of his homework.
He heard his phone ping. He looked over and smiled when he saw your name appear.
“Ah, mon trésor!”
Rook immediately checked your message.
“An invitation to Ramshackle? Well, perhaps this is the surprise…”
He rose, deciding his work could wait for a moment.
He quickly snuck out the window—although Vil wasn’t even in the Pomefiore dorms at the moment, he could’ve just left like a normal person.
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
He stood at your window, waiting patiently for you to unlock it.
You nearly jumped out of your skin when you noticed him there—he always did this yet it scared you every time.
He climbed into the room, smiling and resting his hands on your hips.
“Mon cœur, est-ce la surprise dont tu parlais?”
He was referring to your outfit.
You had donned something more fitting for the story of Carmen—where the aria you’d prepared was from.
“Well, it’s part of it! Sit down, I have more for you!”
You placed a hand on his chest, kissing him deeply before shooing him back.
He obeyed, resting on your bed.
Rook was about to compliment your outfit when you cleared your throat and pressed something on your phone.
Music swelled from a small speaker you’d set up, and you began to sing.
His eyes widened as he realized that you weren’t just singing about love, you were singing it in the language he preferred.
His heart swelled with pride and in awe as you continued.
Each word wove perfectly into his view of you—he could practically picture you in the story itself. His eyes began to well up with emotion, and he had to cover his mouth.
Perhaps, if he remained silent, this moment would never end. You’d continue to sing for him for eternity and he’d be able to bask in your beauty for eternity.
Unfortunately, the aria could not go on forever, and you opened your eyes as you finished singing.
“So? What do you think?”
You gasped and rushed to him when you saw the tears running down his face.
“Are you okay? Rook, were the lyrics upsetting?”
He shook his head, a wide smile revealing itself.
He pulled you close, pressing his face into your neck.
“Mon amour, je ne pourrais jamais souhaiter plus. You are perfection encapsulated in the most beautiful form to ever grace this world.”
You blushed and tried to pull back. You wanted to see his face.
“No, not yet. Please, allow me to remain like this for a few more moments.”
You nodded the best you could—his face still in your neck—and eased yourself onto the bed. You laid down, your hand rubbing at his back.
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
“Love, are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been like this for hours.”
“Je viens de… you are too perfect to let go. Please, grace me with your voice over and over again. I’ve never experienced such pure love as I just did.”
You smiled, running your hands through his hair.
You’d need to start doing this more often if it meant he’d be so cuddly.
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
Rook woke before you did.
He wished he’d been able to share one more kiss before you’d fallen asleep, but he wasn’t exactly complaining—any time spent with you was the best time of his life.
Your slow, even breathing had lured him into a deep sleep. He’d never felt this rested before.
“Unfortunately, my dear, I must go.”
He whispered in your ear, then pressed soft kisses across your face and shoulders.
He slowly lifted himself off of you, careful to keep you in your peaceful state.
“Hm, I’ll have to write a note for you…”
Rook rushed to grab a sheet of paper from your desk, writing a letter to you.
What was contained within it, well, that’s a secret for just you and him to share.
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗
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