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Title: Wounds of the heart

Nica X Y/n Reader

Note: Hello Robins I missed you all so much it's been A months since I started posting for Fanfiction story because of work I stopped posting for a while but I am here now to present on our new boy in our ikemen villians JP server I hope you enjoy our boy!! Love u all

A field hospital near the frontlines of the war between Germany and England. The sounds of distant gunfire and the occasional explosion can be heard outside, but within the tent, it’s quiet except for the soft rustling of bandages and the murmurs of the wounded.

Y/n is gently tending to the wounds of Nica Schwartz, a German soldier with a mix of pain and intrigue in his eyes. His face is marred by dirt and blood, but his gaze remains fixed on Y/n as she works.

Nica: (His voice is low, almost a whisper, as if testing the waters) "You’re far too kind for this place, Y/n. Someone like you shouldn’t be here, surrounded by all this death.

"Y/n: (She pauses, meeting his gaze with a mix of firmness and softness) "And what about you, Nica? You speak as if you’re any different. War has taken its toll on us all.

"Nica: (A ghost of a smile plays on his lips as he leans in slightly) "Perhaps. But I’ve never met someone like you. So gentle, yet strong. You make me forget, if only for a moment, that we’re on opposite sides of this madness."Y/n’s hands still for a brief second as she processes his words. She’s heard such lines before from soldiers trying to charm their way out of pain, but something about Nica’s tone is different—dangerously sincere.

Y/n: (A soft sigh escapes her as she resumes her work, her voice barely above a whisper) "This war… it’s not something we can forget, Nica. It’s always there, lurking in the background."

Nica: (His expression shifts, a flicker of something darker crossing his face before he softens again) "But what if, just for tonight, we pretended it wasn’t? Just for a few moments, Y/n… let’s be two people, not a nurse and a soldier. No England. No Germany. Just… us."

Y/n feels a tug at her heart, but she’s wary, knowing that Nica’s words could be just another game. Still, the way he looks at her, as if she’s the only thing keeping him tethered to humanity, stirs something deep within her.

Y/n: (She finishes bandaging his wound and meets his gaze, her voice tender yet firm) "You speak as if we have a choice, Nica. But we don’t. Not really. The war will always be there, between us."

Nica: (He reaches out, gently taking her hand in his, his thumb brushing over her knuckles as he speaks with a mix of sincerity and something more elusive) "Maybe. But I’ve never been one to follow the rules. And I think, deep down, neither are you."

Y/n’s heart skips a beat at his touch, and despite the alarm bells ringing in her mind, she doesn’t pull away. There’s something about Nica that draws her in, like a moth to a flame. She knows she should be cautious, but in this moment, all she feels is the warmth of his hand in hers.

Y/n: (Her voice is soft, almost hesitant) "Nica… I…

"Nica leans in closer, his voice a hushed whisper that sends shivers down Y/n’s spine.

Nica: "Just for tonight, Y/n. Let’s forget the world outside this tent. Let’s just be…

"The tension in the air is palpable as Y/n’s mind races. She knows she should step back, remind herself of the boundaries, but something in Nica’s eyes holds her there, teetering on the edge of something she can’t quite name.

Y/n: (She finally whispers, her voice barely audible) "Just for tonight…"

As the words leave her lips, Nica’s grip tightens slightly on her hand, a silent promise of something more, something dangerous yet alluring. And in that moment, as the world outside continues to burn, Y/n and Nica are just two souls seeking solace in each other’s presence, if only for a fleeting moment.

The night deepens, and the sounds of war outside become a distant hum. Inside the tent, the soft glow of a lantern casts flickering shadows on the canvas walls. Y/n and Nica sit close, their hands still entwined, the tension between them thickening with every passing second.

Nica: (He tilts his head slightly, his voice low and almost teasing) "Tell me, Y/n, have you ever thought about what you’d do when this is all over? When the war is just a memory?

Y/n: (She hesitates, her eyes searching his, trying to decipher his intentions) "I… I haven’t allowed myself to think that far ahead. It seems almost impossible to imagine a life beyond this."

Nica: (He leans closer, his breath warm against her skin as he speaks, his tone more serious now) "You should. A woman like you deserves to dream of something better. A life where you’re not surrounded by blood and pain."

Y/n feels a pang in her chest, a reminder of the harsh reality she’s living in. But Nica’s words, though seductive, are also tinged with a sadness that tugs at her heart.

Y/n: (She tries to pull back, to distance herself from the emotions swirling inside her, but Nica’s grip on her hand tightens, keeping her close) "And what about you, Nica? Do you dream of a life beyond the war?"

Nica: (His eyes darken slightly, a shadow passing over his face) "I used to. Before… everything. But now… my dreams feel as distant as the stars. Perhaps that’s why I find myself here, with you. You make me feel like there might still be something worth dreaming about."

Y/n’s breath catches in her throat at his words. She knows she should be wary, that Nica’s intentions might not be as pure as they seem. But there’s something in his voice, a vulnerability that she can’t ignore.

Y/n: (Her voice is soft, almost pleading) "Nica… I don’t know if I can trust you. We’re on opposite sides of this war. How can we even think about… anything beyond this moment?"

Nica: (He leans in, his forehead almost touching hers, his voice a hushed whisper filled with an intensity that sends shivers down her spine) "Trust is a fragile thing, Y/n. But I’m willing to take the risk, if you are. Let’s leave the war outside this tent. Just for tonight, let’s pretend…"

Y/n closes her eyes, feeling the warmth of Nica’s presence, the steady beat of his heart through his chest. She knows this is dangerous, that she’s treading on thin ice. But the way he looks at her, with a mix of desperation and hope, makes her want to believe in the possibility of something more.

Y/n: (Her voice is barely a whisper, filled with a mix of fear and longing) "What are we doing, Nica?"

Nica: (He gently cups her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek as he looks deeply into her eyes, his voice soft and sincere) "We’re holding onto the only thing that feels real in this madness. Each other."

For a moment, everything else fades away—the war, the pain, the uncertainty. All that exists is the two of them, caught in a moment of shared vulnerability and the flickering hope of something beyond the horrors of war.

Y/n’s heart races, her emotions a tangled mess of fear, desire, and the yearning for something more than the life she’s known. And in that moment, she makes a decision—a small, quiet one, but one that will change everything.

Y/n: (Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks, her heart in her words) "Just for tonight, Nica… let’s pretend."

Nica’s eyes soften, a rare, genuine smile curving his lips as he leans in and presses a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead. The gesture is tender, almost reverent, and it makes Y/n’s heart ache with the realization of how much she’s come to care for this enigmatic, dangerous man.

Nica: (His voice is a whisper against her skin) "Just for tonight."

And as the night stretches on, Y/n allows herself to fall into the fantasy, if only for a few fleeting hours, knowing that when the dawn breaks, they will both have to face the harsh realities of the world outside. But for now, in the safety of the tent, they have each other—and for tonight, that is enough.

LOVE MAKING SCENE!! ( MINORS DON'T INTERACT SKIP THIS!!)

The night has grown quieter, with the distant sounds of the war almost completely muffled. Inside the tent, the lantern's soft glow bathes Y/n and Nica in a warm, golden light. They sit close together, their hands still entwined, hearts beating in sync as the tension between them reaches its peak.Y/n can feel the weight of Nica’s gaze on her, his eyes filled with a mixture of emotions—desire, tenderness, and something deeper, something that she’s been trying to ignore but can no longer deny.

Nica: (His voice is low, filled with an emotion he’s no longer trying to hide) "Y/n… I’ve never met anyone like you. You’re… everything I never knew I needed."

His words send a shiver down Y/n’s spine. She knows she should be cautious, that she’s walking a dangerous path, but she can’t stop the way her heart leaps at his confession. Her breath hitches as Nica’s hand gently cups her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek with a tenderness that makes her chest tighten.

Y/n: (Her voice is barely a whisper, filled with both fear and longing) "Nica… this is crazy. We shouldn’t…"

Nica: (He leans in closer, his forehead resting against hers as he speaks softly, his breath warm against her lips) "I know. But I don’t care anymore. I don’t want to think about what we should or shouldn’t do. I just want to be here, with you."

Y/n’s heart races, her resolve crumbling as she feels the warmth of Nica’s touch, the sincerity in his voice. She’s tried to resist, to keep her emotions in check, but in this moment, with the world outside forgotten, all she can think about is him.Slowly, almost hesitantly, Nica closes the small gap between them. His lips hover over hers for a brief, agonizing second, giving Y/n a moment to pull away, to stop this before it goes any further. But instead, she finds herself leaning in, closing the distance, her eyes fluttering shut as their lips finally meet.The kiss is soft at first, tentative, as if both are afraid to fully give in. But as the seconds pass, the tension and longing that have been building between them finally break free. Nica’s hand slides to the back of Y/n’s neck, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss with a desperation that matches the pounding of his heart.Y/n melts into him, her hands slipping up to his shoulders, gripping the fabric of his uniform as she loses herself in the kiss. All the fear, the doubts, the war—all of it fades away, leaving only the two of them, connected in a moment of pure, unfiltered emotion.Nica’s kiss is filled with a passion that takes Y/n’s breath away, his lips moving against hers with an intensity that leaves her dizzy. She can feel the depth of his emotions in every movement, every touch—this is not just a kiss; it’s a confession, a plea, a promise.Y/n’s heart swells with emotions she can no longer deny. She’s falling, and she knows it, but she can’t bring herself to stop. Not now. Not when Nica is holding her like she’s the only thing keeping him grounded, like she’s his last link to humanity in a world gone mad.As the kiss deepens, Nica pulls her even closer, his other hand wrapping around her waist, holding her as if he’s afraid she might disappear. Y/n responds in kind, her own arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him in as if trying to fuse them together, to make this moment last forever.

Time seems to stand still as they pour everything they’ve been feeling into the kiss—every fear, every hope, every longing they’ve kept hidden. It’s as if the world outside has ceased to exist, and all that matters is the two of them, lost in each other.Finally, after what feels like both an eternity and no time at all, they slowly pull back, their foreheads still pressed together, their breaths mingling in the small space between them. Y/n’s heart is pounding, her lips tingling from the intensity of the kiss, but she doesn’t pull away. Neither does Nica.

Nica: (His voice is hoarse, filled with raw emotion as he speaks, his lips brushing against hers as he does) "Y/n…"

Y/n doesn’t let him finish. Instead, she closes the distance again, pressing her lips to his in a kiss that’s just as desperate, just as full of love as the first. She’s no longer thinking, no longer worrying about the consequences. All she knows is that she needs this—needs him.They kiss again and again, each one more passionate than the last, as if trying to make up for all the time they’ve spent denying their feelings. Y/n can feel the love in every touch, every caress, and she knows, deep down, that this moment is real. This love is real.When they finally break apart again, both are breathless, their hearts racing, but neither pulls away. Nica rests his forehead against hers, his breath warm and uneven as he speaks, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nica: "I don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow, Y/n. But right now, I know that I love you."

Y/n’s eyes well up with tears at his words, and she can’t help but smile through them. She’s scared—terrified, even—but in this moment, she knows she feels the same.

Y/n: (Her voice is soft, filled with all the love she’s been holding back) "I love you too, Nica. I think… I always have."

And with that, they kiss again, sealing their confessions with the kind of love that can only be born in the midst of chaos. For tonight, at least, they have each other—and that’s all they need.

With that, they settle back into each other’s arms, holding on tightly as if afraid to let go. The night continues to stretch on, but for Y/n and Nica, time has lost its meaning. All that matters now is their love and the promise they’ve made to each other.As they drift off to sleep, their fingers still intertwined, the outside world fades away, leaving only the two of them—two souls bound together by love, determined to fight for their future, no matter the cost.

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lilaccosmic · 1 year ago

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Hi my dear robins I hope you all are having a good time since I just finished a route in one of the ikemen games I would like you to choose which one is suitable ending would you all like...

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Title: Love with a mix of jealousy

Ivy X Reader

Note: Yo whats up Moru doru Lovers heree is another Love romantic Fan fiction for Our beautiful Obessesive boy and plus My hubby! I hope you all shower him with love !

Ivy arrived back at their apartment with his bandmates Xeno, Jace, Finn, and Hugh after a long day of rehearsals. As the leader of EXE Creed, the hottest boy band in the world, Ivy was used to the attention, but tonight, something felt different. Y/N, his Girlfriend , was busy cleaning their apartment, focusing on Ivy’s room. Ivy noticed how closely Y/N was paying attention to the details, making sure everything was just right.

“Thanks for cleaning up, babe,” Ivy said as he entered the room, a small smile on his face. He glanced around and saw that Y/N had been busy, but as he spoke, the room, a small smile on his face. He glanced around and saw that Y/N had been busy, but as he spoke, the members of EXE Creed rushed over to Y/N excitedly.

“Y/N! You’re the best!” Xeno exclaimed, wrapping her in a tight hug.

“Yeah, thanks for keeping our place so clean!” Jace added, joining in the group hug.

Finn and Hugh grinned at Y/N, offering their thanks as well, and Ivy couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. He loved seeing how close Y/N was with his bandmates, but sometimes he couldn’t help but feel like they were taking her away from him.

“Hey, Ivy, you’re lucky to have such an awesome wife,” Finn said, clapping him on the shoulder.

Ivy nodded, forcing a smile, even though he felt anything but lucky.

Ivy nodded, forcing a smile, even though he felt anything but lucky in that moment. He watched as Y/N laughed with the bandmates, feeling a twinge of jealousy as they all shared a moment that he wasn’t a part of.

Trying to shake off the feeling, Ivy approached the group. “Hey, guys, let’s give Y/N some space,” he said with a forced cheerfulness, hoping to redirect their attention away from his wife.

The bandmates exchanged knowing glances but complied, bidding Y/N a playful farewell before dispersing to different parts of the apartment. Y/N turned to Ivy, a warm smile on her face.

“Sorry about that,” Ivy murmured, feeling guilty for feeling jealous.

Y/N shook her head, moving closer to him. “No need to apologize, Ivy. They’re like family to me,” she said softly, placing a comforting hand on his arm.

“I know,” Ivy replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty. “But sometimes I can’t help but feel… left out.”

Y/N’s expression softened, understanding flooding her gaze. “You’re never left out, Ivy. You’re the most important person in my life,” she assured him, reaching up to gently cup his cheek.

Ivy leaned into her touch, feeling the tension in his chest ease. “I love you, Y/N,” he whispered, sincerity coloring his voice.

“I love you too,” Y/N replied, her eyes locked with his.

As they held each other, Ivy could feel his earlier jealousy melting away. Y/N’s words and touch reassured him, grounding him in their love. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, savoring the closeness between them.

Y/N tilted her head up to meet his gaze, her eyes filled with love and understanding. “Ivy, you’re not just the leader of EXE Creed to me. You’re my partner, my best friend. Nothing will ever change that,” she said softly.

Ivy’s heart swelled with gratitude and love. He knew Y/N was right. The bond they shared was deeper than any temporary jealousy. “Thank you, Y/N. I needed to hear that,” he murmured, his voice filled with emotion.

They stood together for a moment longer, wrapped in each other’s arms, before Y/N gently pulled back. “How about I finish up cleaning here, and then we can relax together?” she suggested, a warm smile on her face.

Ivy nodded, returning her smile. “That sounds perfect,” he replied, feeling lighter than he had in hours.

As Y/N returned to tidying up, Ivy glanced over at his bandmates, who were chatting happily in the living room. This time, he felt a warmth in his chest as he watched them. They weren’t just his bandmates; they were his family, and Y/N was a part of that too.

Later that evening, as they settled down together, Ivy made sure to show Y/N just how much she meant to him, in every way he could. And as they lay in each other’s arms, Ivy knew that their love was stronger than any fleeting feelings of jealousy could ever be.

The morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room where Ivy and Y/N slept peacefully, wrapped in each other’s arms. Ivy stirred awake first, his mind still lingering on the events of the previous evening. He smiled softly as he watched Y/N sleep, grateful for her understanding and love.

As Ivy gently untangled himself from Y/N’s embrace, he quietly got out of bed and started getting ready for the day ahead. The rest of EXE Creed would soon be heading to the studio for another day of rehearsals, and Y/N had to leave for work at her office job.

Just as Ivy finished getting dressed, Xeno knocked on the bedroom door. “Hey, Ivy, we’re heading out soon. Are you ready?” he called out.

“Yeah, I’ll be right there,” Ivy replied, grabbing his phone and wallet before joining Xeno in the living room where the other bandmates were waiting.

“Morning, Ivy,” Jace greeted him with a grin.

“Morning, Jace,” Ivy replied, returning the smile.

Finn and Hugh waved at Ivy from the couch, where they were scrolling through their phones. “Ready to hit the studio?” Finn asked.

“Absolutely,” Ivy replied, his spirits lifting as he joined the bandmates.

Just as they were about to leave, Y/N emerged from the bedroom, looking fresh and ready for the day. “Morning, everyone,” she greeted them with a warm smile.

“Morning, Y/N,” the bandmates chorused in reply, giving her friendly nods and waves.

Y/N walked over to Ivy, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “Have a good rehearsal, babe,” she said softly.

Ivy smiled, feeling a surge of affection for her. “You too. See you tonight,” he replied, squeezing her hand gently.

With that, the bandmates and Y/N said their goodbyes, each heading off to their respective destinations for the day. Ivy watched Y/N leave with a sense of pride and gratitude, knowing that he was lucky to have such a supportive and understanding partner.

As Ivy and EXE Creed made their way to the studio, he couldn’t help but feel excited about the day ahead. With Y/N’s love and the bandmates’ support, he knew they could conquer anything that came their way.

After a productive day at the studio, EXE Creed decided to take a leisurely walk through the park near their rehearsal space. The bandmates chatted and laughed as they strolled, enjoying the opportunity to unwind together.

As they walked, Ivy couldn’t help but notice a knot of tension forming in his chest. He glanced around, trying to distract himself with the beauty of the park, but his thoughts kept returning to Y/N. He knew she was working late today and had planned to meet up with her friends afterwards.

Sure enough, as they rounded a corner, Ivy’s heart sank when he saw Y/N standing with her male coworker and a group of friends, laughing and chatting animatedly. He recognized the coworker as someone Y/N had mentioned a few times, a friendly guy from her office named Yamauchi

Xeno noticed Ivy’s change in demeanor and nudged him gently. “Hey, Ivy, everything okay?” he asked quietly.

Ivy tore his gaze away from Y/N and Luke, forcing a smile. “Yeah, everything’s fine,” he replied, his voice strained.

Jace, who was walking beside Ivy, exchanged a concerned glance with Xeno. “Are you sure, man? You look a little… off,” he said, his voice filled with genuine concern.

Ivy shook his head, trying to push down the feelings of jealousy that were bubbling up inside him. “I’m fine, really,” he insisted, though his tone lacked conviction.

Finn and Hugh exchanged glances, sensing the tension in the air. “Let’s take a break,” Finn suggested, steering the group towards a nearby bench.

As they sat down, Ivy continued to steal glances at Y/N and Yamauchi , feeling a mix of frustration and insecurity. He knew Y/N was just being friendly, but seeing her laughing and enjoying herself with another man made his heart ache.

Xeno leaned closer to Ivy, speaking in a low voice. “Hey, Ivy, you know Y/N loves you, right? She’s just spending time with her friends,” she said gently.

“I know,” Ivy replied, his voice barely above a whisper. “I just… I can’t help but feel jealous. It’s stupid, I know.”

Jace put a hand on Ivy’s shoulder, offering him a reassuring smile. “It’s not stupid, man. We all feel that way sometimes. But you’ve got to trust Y/N,” he said earnestly.

Finn nodded in agreement. “Yeah, she chose you for a reason, Ivy. You’re her guy,” he said firmly.

Ivy took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions. “You’re right,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair. “I just need to remind myself of that.”

As the bandmates continued to chat and offer support, Ivy felt a sense of gratitude wash over him. He was lucky to have friends who understood him and a partner who loved him unconditionally. With their encouragement, Ivy knew he could overcome his feelings of jealousy and trust in Y/N’s love.

Just as Ivy was starting to relax, Y/N noticed him sitting on the bench with the bandmates. She excused herself from Yamauchi and her friends, making her way over to Ivy with a concerned expression on her face.

“Ivy, hey,” Y/N said softly, kneeling down beside him. “Are you okay?”

Ivy looked up at her, feeling a rush of emotions. “Yeah, I’m sorry,” he murmured, feeling embarrassed about his earlier jealousy.

Y/N shook her head gently, reaching out to take his hand in hers. “You have nothing to be sorry about,” she reassured him. “I understand why you might feel jealous, but you have to trust me. You’re the one I love, Ivy.”

Ivy nodded slowly, feeling reassured by her words. “I know,” he replied, his voice filled with gratitude. “I just… I hate feeling like this.”

Y/N smiled warmly at him, brushing a strand of hair away from his face. “It’s okay to feel that way sometimes,” she said softly. “But please remember that you’re the only one for me.”

Ivy nodded again, feeling overwhelmed by her love and understanding. “Thank you, Y/N,” he whispered, pulling her into a tight embrace.

Y/N wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. “I love you, Ivy,” she murmured against his ear. “More than anything.”

Ivy closed his eyes, savoring the feel of her in his arms. “I love you too, Y/N,” he replied, his voice filled with sincerity.

They stayed like that for a moment, just holding each other, before Y/N pulled back slightly. “Come on,” she said gently, standing up and offering him a hand. “Let’s go for a walk together. Just the two of us.”

Ivy nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. Taking Y/N’s hand, he stood up and followed her as they walked away from the bench, leaving behind the feelings of jealousy and insecurity. With Y/N by his side, Ivy knew he could face anything that came their way.

As they walked hand in hand through the park, Ivy felt a sense of peace wash over him. He knew that no matter what, Y/N would always be there to love and support him. And with her by his side, Ivy felt like the luckiest person in the world.

After Ivy and the members, along with Y/N, returned home, they gathered in the cozy living room of their apartment. Y/N had offered to help them with their assignments for the new songs they were working on, and they gratefully accepted her assistance.

Y/N settled herself on the couch, a notebook and pen in hand, while Ivy sat beside her, their hands intertwined. Ivy leaned against her lovingly as she stroked his hair gently, a gesture that brought comfort and calmness to his mind.

"So, what do we have next on the list?" Y/N asked cheerfully, looking at the band members who were sitting across from them.

"Let's start with the lyrics for the chorus of the second song," Xeno suggested, leaning forward to grab a piece of paper and a pen.

As Y/n started jotting down notes as Xeno began humming the melody. Ivy leaned in closer, his head resting on Y/N’s shoulder as he listened intently. The atmosphere in the room was focused yet relaxed, with Y/N’s gentle touches and encouraging smiles putting everyone at ease.

Throughout the evening, Y/N seamlessly switched between helping the members with their song assignments and comforting Ivy. She would occasionally squeeze his hand or plant a kiss on his forehead, silently reassuring him of her love and dedication. Ivy, in turn, found solace in her presence, feeling his earlier jealousy dissipate into a distant memory.

As the night wore on, the members made significant progress on their songs, thanks to Y/N’s insightful suggestions and encouragement. Ivy couldn’t help but admire how effortlessly Y/N balanced her career and their personal life, always willing to support him and the band.

After the final assignment was completed, Xeno, Jace, Finn, and Hugh thanked Y/N profusely, expressing their gratitude for her invaluable help. Y/N laughed warmly, brushing off their praise with modesty.

“It’s no problem at all, guys. I love helping out,” Y/N said, her eyes sparkling with affection as she glanced at Ivy.

Ivy smiled back at her, overwhelmed with love and admiration. “Thank you, Y/N. You’re amazing,” he said softly, his voice filled with emotion.

Y/N leaned over and kissed him tenderly. “I love you, Ivy,” she whispered against his lips.

“I love you too, Y/N,” Ivy replied, cupping her face in his hands. He leaned in to kiss her again, the warmth of their connection filling the room.

As the bandmates began to disperse for the night, Ivy and Y/N remained on the couch, holding each other close. They savored the peaceful moment, content in the knowledge that their love and support for one another would continue to strengthen their bond.

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Title: A slight Crush makes You fall in love

Hugh x Reader

Note: Another fan fiction instead of Gem cuddle i post exe creeds adorable angel and you guys guessed it right its hugh so i hope you give him some love!

During a rare break from their demanding tour schedule, the members of ‘Exe Creed’ gathered around a crackling bonfire on a secluded beach. The soft glow of the flames illuminated their faces as they relaxed, enjoying a moment of camaraderie and friendship.

Hugh, the youngest member of the band, shifted nervously, his heart racing with a mix of excitement and apprehension. Being the youngest, he looked up to his bandmates, who had always been like older siblings to him. Finally gathering his courage, he cleared his throat and spoke up, his voice slightly shaky but determined.

“Hey guys, there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you,” he began, casting a glance at each of his bandmates. “I… I’ve had a crush on someone.”

His bandmates exchanged curious glances, all leaning in with interest.

“Who is it, Hugh?” Xeno asked, prompting Hugh to take a deep breath.

“It’s… it’s Y/N,” he admitted, his cheeks turning pink. “I’ve liked her for a while now, but I’ve never had the courage to say anything. Being around her just… makes everything better.”

The group fell silent for a moment, processing Hugh’s confession. Then, Ivy, the band leader, broke the silence with a warm smile.

“Aw, Hugh,” he said affectionately, ruffling his hair. “That’s sweet. We’ve noticed how you light up around her.”

Hugh blushed even more, feeling both embarrassed and relieved at the same time.

“She likes you too, you know,” Jace chimed in with a reassuring smile. “You should talk to her, mate. You never know until you try.”

Encouraged by their support, Hugh smiled gratefully at his friends, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders.

“Thanks, guys,” he said sincerely. “I think I will.”

With renewed determination, Hugh gazed into the crackling fire, envisioning a future where he might finally gather the courage to confess his feelings to Y/N the girl who had captured his heart.

Later that night, after the bonfire had died down and the group began to disperse to their respective cabins, Xeno approached Hugh with a supportive smile.

“You know, Our Angel ” Xeno started, clapping him on the back. ‘ Y/n is a great girl. You’ve got good taste.”

Hugh chuckled nervously, his cheeks flushing pink. “Thanks, Xeno. I hope she feels the same way.”

Xeno nodded knowingly. “Trust me, she does. Just be yourself, and everything will work out.”

As Xeno walked away, Finn came up to Hugh, his expression filled with brotherly affection.

“You did good, Hugh,” Finn said warmly, placing a hand on his shoulder. “You’ve got us all backing you. And hey, if you need any advice, you know where to find me.”

Hugh smiled gratefully, feeling a surge of gratitude for his bandmates. “Thanks, Finn. I appreciate it.”

Unknown to Hugh, there was someone else who silently supported him from the shadows — you, the hardworking housekeeper who cleaned only Hugh’s room. You had noticed the way Hugh’s eyes lit up whenever he talked about You . Over the months of cleaning his room and tidying his belongings, you had grown fond of Hugh’s kind-hearted nature and his passion for music.

One day, as you were meticulously arranging Hugh’s belongings, you overheard a conversation between Ivy and Jace about Hugh’s crush on You.

“Ivy, have you noticed how Hugh lights up whenever Y/n is around?” Jace asked with a knowing smile.

Ivy nodded thoughtfully. “Yeah, it’s adorable. I think he’s finally ready to make a move.”

You listened quietly, feeling a swell of happiness for Hugh. Despite being just the housekeeper, you couldn’t help but root for him.

“I hope it works out for him,” you said softly, to no one in particular.

As the days passed, you noticed Hugh’s excitement growing. His bandmates had been subtly encouraging him to talk to you, and you could tell that he was gathering the courage to do so.

One afternoon, just before Hugh was due to head out for a band practice session, you entered his room to do your usual cleaning. You paused, noticing a piece of paper lying on his desk. Curious, you picked it up and saw that it was a handwritten note from Hugh to Sarah.

“I’ve liked you for a long time now, You ,” the note read, in Hugh’s neat handwriting. “I was wondering if you’d like to go out for dinner sometime?”

Your heart swelled with happiness for Hugh as you carefully placed the note back on his desk. You couldn’t wait to see him later and find out how it had gone.

Later that day, as you were preparing dinner in the dining room, the other members of “Exe Creed” — Xeno, Ivy, Jace, and Finn — entered with knowing smiles. They gathered around the table, exchanging glances that told you they were up to something.

“Hey, [Your Name],” Ivy began with a mischievous grin, “we have something to tell you.”

You looked at them curiously, wondering what they were up to.

“Yeah, [Your Name], did you know that Hugh has a crush on you?” Xeno chimed in, unable to contain his excitement.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you felt your cheeks flush with surprise and a mix of emotions.

“W-what?” you managed to stammer, feeling a sudden rush of nerves.

Jace chuckled warmly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “It’s true. Hugh’s been talking about you a lot lately. He even wrote a note to You asking her out.”

Ivy nudged you playfully. “You’ve got a secret admirer, [Your Name].”

Finn grinned broadly. “Yeah, and he’s head over heels for you.”

You were taken aback by the revelation, feeling both thrilled and overwhelmed by the unexpected attention.

“I-I didn’t know,” you admitted softly, your mind racing with thoughts of Hugh and your interactions with him.

“He’s a bit shy, but we know he really likes you,” Xeno said earnestly, offering you a reassuring smile.

Ivy leaned closer, her expression kind. “Hugh’s a great guy, [Your Name]. You should give him a chance.”

The room fell silent for a moment as you processed everything. You had admired Hugh from afar, appreciating his kindness and dedication to his music. Now, knowing that he had feelings for you, your heart fluttered with the possibility of something more.

“Thank you, all of you,” you said sincerely, feeling touched by their support. “I… I’ll talk to him.”

With that, the band members exchanged knowing glances and subtle nods, silently rooting for you and Hugh.

Later that evening, after the dinner rush had passed and the dining room was empty, you saw Hugh approaching nervously. His cheeks were tinged with pink, and he held a shy smile on his lips.

“Hey, [Your Name],” he greeted softly, his voice filled with a mixture of hope and nervousness.

You turned to face him, your heart beating faster at the sight of him.

“Hey, Hugh,” you replied gently, feeling a surge of courage.

Hugh took a deep breath, his gaze earnest as he spoke.

“I, uh… I wanted to talk to you,” he began, his words stumbling slightly in his nervousness. “I’ve… I’ve liked you for a long time. You’re always so kind and… and I was wondering if maybe you’d like to go out sometime? Like, for dinner or… or anything, really.”

His vulnerability touched your heart, and you couldn’t help but smile warmly at him.

“I’d like that,” you said softly, your heart racing with happiness.

Relief washed over Hugh’s face, and he grinned broadly.

“Really? That’s great!” he exclaimed, his eyes brightening with joy. “I… I can’t wait.”

You chuckled softly, feeling a wave of affection for the shy boy band member who had captured your heart.

“Me neither, Hugh,” you admitted sincerely, your smile widening.

As you stood there, gazing at each other with newfound understanding and hope, you both knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.

As the days passed, you and Hugh’s relationship blossomed. He took you out on sweet dates, and you spent many quiet moments together, getting to know each other better. One evening, after a particularly wonderful dinner date, you found yourselves in the dining room of the band’s beach house, chatting with Hugh’s bandmates - Xeno, Ivy, Jace, and Finn.

Laughter filled the air as you all reminisced about the band’s tour and shared stories from the road. You sat close to Hugh, feeling content and happy.

“So, [Your Name], have you been able to handle Hugh’s messy room?” Xeno teased with a wink, earning a playful nudge from Hugh.

You chuckled, shaking your head. “It’s not that messy. He’s actually pretty tidy.”

“Hey, that’s not fair!” Hugh protested lightly, earning a laugh from everyone.

Ivy smiled warmly at you. “We’re glad to have you around, [Your Name]. Hugh’s been a lot happier lately.”

Hugh’s cheeks turned a shade of pink, and he glanced at you with a shy smile. “Yeah, [Your Name] makes everything better.”

You felt warmth spread through you at his words, feeling lucky to have found someone as sweet as Hugh. Suddenly, Hugh’s expression turned serious, and he cleared his throat nervously.

“Um, everyone, there’s something I want to do,” Hugh announced, his voice trembling slightly.

Curiosity filled the room as everyone looked at him expectantly.

Without further ado, Hugh stood up and moved towards you. He gently scooped you up in his arms, surprising you and everyone in the room.

“Hugh, what are you doing?” you asked, trying to suppress a giggle.

“Sorry, just wanted to hold you,” Hugh replied, grinning sheepishly.

Before anyone could react, Hugh leaned in and kissed you gently on the lips, right in front of his bandmates.

The room fell silent as everyone stared at Hugh and you in shock. Xeno’s eyes widened, Ivy gasped softly, Jace blinked rapidly, and Finn’s jaw dropped.

After a few moments of stunned silence, Xeno broke into applause. “Well, well! Way to go, Hugh!”

Ivy recovered first, smiling warmly. “That was unexpected, but sweet.”

Jace chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. “I knew you had it in you, mate!”

Finn grinned broadly. “Go Hugh!”

Hugh blushed furiously, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and pride. He set you down gently, his eyes fixed on yours.

“Sorry, I just… I wanted to,” Hugh mumbled, his cheeks still flushed.

You smiled up at him, feeling touched by his gesture. “It’s okay, Hugh. I liked it.”

Relief washed over Hugh’s face, and he grinned shyly. “Good. I… I really like you, [Your Name].”

You reached out and squeezed his hand, feeling your heart swell with affection for the boy who had stolen your heart.

“I really like you too, Hugh,” you admitted softly.

Jace chuckled softly, shaking his head in amusement. “I guess we should have seen that coming.”

Finn smirked, teasingly nudging Hugh. “Way to go, little bro! Making moves.”

Hugh blushed deeply, looking a little flustered. “Um, sorry guys. I… I just…”

“You don’t have to apologize, Hugh,” you reassured him with a smile, squeezing his hand.

“Yeah, it’s cool,” Xeno said, his smile widening. “Just didn’t expect to witness a romantic moment.”

Ivy glanced at you and Hugh, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Well, it’s good to see you both happy.”

As the tension eased and everyone began to relax, you and Hugh exchanged a shy smile. His hand found yours again, and you felt a warm sense of contentment settle over you.

“So, are we still going to practice tomorrow?” Finn asked with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood.

Ivy nodded, her tone teasing. “Yes, and Hugh’s going to be the one on cloud nine.”

Hugh’s cheeks turned an even deeper shade of pink, but he couldn’t hide the smile that stretched across his face.

You leaned in and whispered to him, “I’m glad you kissed me, Hugh.”

He turned to you, his eyes sparkling with joy. “Me too, [Your Name]. I’m really glad.”

The next morning, after a night filled with joy and laughter, the members of “Exe Creed” gathered in the dance practice room. The air was filled with excitement and anticipation as they prepared for their upcoming performance.

During a break, you decided to visit Hugh. You found him standing in front of the mirrors, stretching and chatting with Xeno and Ivy. His face lit up when he saw you approaching.

“Hey, [Your Name],” Hugh greeted you warmly, a smile spreading across his face.

“Hey, Hugh,” you replied, returning his smile. “How’s practice going?”

“It’s going well,” Hugh answered, glancing at Xeno and Ivy who were watching the exchange with curious expressions.

You stepped closer to Hugh, and without thinking twice, you reached up and pressed a soft kiss on his cheek. Hugh’s eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly grinned, feeling a rush of warmth.

“Um, [Your Name], we’re right here,” Xeno teased with a smirk, exchanging amused looks with Ivy.

Ivy chuckled softly, pretending to be offended. “Yeah, you could at least wait until we’re not around.”

Jace and Finn, who had been busy with their own routines, noticed the interaction and turned their attention to the group.

“Whoa, what’s going on here?” Finn asked, eyebrows raised in mock surprise.

Hugh’s cheeks turned slightly pink, but he didn’t let go of your hand. “Oh, um, nothing. [Your Name] just came to say hi.”

Jace grinned mischievously, nudging Finn. “Looks like someone’s getting special treatment.”

Finn nodded, a playful glint in his eyes. “Yeah, Hugh’s suddenly the favorite.”

Hugh laughed nervously, feeling a mix of embarrassment and happiness. “Come on, guys. It’s not like that.”

Xeno grinned, crossing his arms. “Sure looks like it.”

Ivy sighed dramatically, shaking her head. “I can’t believe this. Hugh, you’re supposed to be focusing on practice.”

You glanced at Hugh, feeling a surge of affection for him. “I’m sorry if I’m distracting you, Hugh.”

Hugh squeezed your hand gently, his eyes softening as he looked at you. “No, it’s okay. I like having you here.”

The room fell silent for a moment as the members of “Exe Creed” exchanged looks of understanding. Then, Jace broke the silence with a chuckle.

“Well, if we’re all done here, maybe we should get back to practice,” Jace suggested, his tone light.

Finn nodded in agreement. “Yeah, let’s give these two some space.”

Xeno smirked, playfully nudging Ivy. “Looks like we’re the only ones left out, Ivy.”

Ivy rolled her eyes, though there was a hint of amusement in her expression. “Oh, please. Don’t be so dramatic.”

As the bandmates returned to their routines, you and Hugh shared a smile. Despite the teasing and the playful jealousy, you both knew that the support and friendship of “Exe Creed” would always be there.

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As the days passed, Hugh and your relationship continued to grow, strengthened by the support and camaraderie of the band members. However, as you spent more time with “Exe Creed,” Hugh couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy whenever you laughed at Xeno’s jokes or shared a private moment with Ivy.

One evening, after a particularly long practice session, the band members were exhausted but exhilarated. As they began to leave the dance practice room, Hugh hesitated, noticing how you lingered to chat with Xeno and Ivy.

Xeno chuckled, glancing at Hugh knowingly. “Hey, Hugh, you coming?”

Hugh nodded absently, his gaze fixed on you. “Yeah, I’ll catch up.”

Xeno and Ivy exchanged a look before leaving, giving Hugh and you some privacy.

Once they were alone, Hugh’s expression darkened slightly as he approached you, his voice tinged with a hint of annoyance. “Can we talk?”

You sensed his frustration and nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. “Sure, Hugh. What’s wrong?”

Hugh led you to his room, the atmosphere tense with unspoken emotions. He closed the door behind you and turned to face you, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

“I don’t like how you’re always hanging out with Xeno and Ivy,” Hugh admitted, his voice low and tight with jealousy. “It bothers me.”

You sighed softly, feeling regretful. “Hugh, they’re your friends. I enjoy their company, but you know you’re the one I care about.”

Hugh’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing slightly. “I know, but… it’s just hard sometimes. Seeing you with them, laughing and talking… it makes me feel like I’m not enough.”

You stepped closer to him, reaching out to touch his arm gently. “You are enough, Hugh. More than enough. I care about you so much.”

Hugh looked down at you, his expression conflicted. “I know, I just… I need you to understand how I feel.”

Suddenly, Hugh’s frustration melted into something else - desire. He grabbed you roughly and kissed you

Hugh kissed you passionately, his hands gripping your waist firmly as he pressed you against the door. His lips were urgent and needy, conveying his emotions in a way words couldn’t.

You responded eagerly to his kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer. Your fingers tangled in his hair, and you felt his heartbeat quicken against your chest.

As the kiss deepened, Hugh’s initial frustration gave way to a longing desire to feel closer to you. He broke the kiss, his forehead resting against yours as he caught his breath.

“I’m sorry,” Hugh murmured, his voice husky with emotion. “I didn’t mean to… I just…”

You stroked his cheek gently, reassuring him with a soft smile. “It’s okay, Hugh. I understand.”

Hugh closed his eyes, taking a moment to compose himself. “I just want you to know how much you mean to me.”

“I know, Hugh,” you replied softly. “I care about you too. I’m here for you.”

Hugh nodded, his arms still around you. “I love you.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his confession, and you felt warmth spread through you. “I love you too, Hugh.”

He kissed you again, more tenderly this time, his lips conveying all the love and affection he felt for you. The tension melted away, replaced by a deep sense of connection and understanding.

After a while, Hugh pulled back slightly, his forehead still resting against yours. “I’m sorry for being jealous. I’ll work on it.”

You smiled gently, brushing your thumb across his cheek. “It’s okay, Hugh. We’ll figure it out together.”

Hugh nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude and love. He kissed you once more, a soft and lingering kiss that spoke volumes of his feelings for you.

Note: I hope you guys enjoy this give a like or comment on which Character or suitor i should next and i hope you all enjoy 💖 don’t worry i dont only post morudoru but i promise to continue ikemen series like villians etc so stay tuned love ya all💙

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Title: Love in the time of Sickness

Nagi x Reader

Note: Hello guys my second Morudoru Fan fiction story but this time this is Nagi from gem cuddle and i hope you like him would you take care of him when he is sick?!

Nagi stood backstage, surrounded by the vibrant energy of his fellow bandmates, Hitaki and Miu. They were moments away from stepping onto the stage for a highly anticipated concert, but Nagi’s mind was elsewhere. He felt a wave of nausea wash over him, a persistent headache pounding behind his eyes.

“Nagi, are you okay?” Miu asked, noticing the slight furrow in Nagi’s brow.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Nagi replied with a forced smile, trying to brush off his discomfort. He didn’t want to worry his friends. After all, they had worked so hard for this moment.

The reader, a longtime fan who had gotten to know the band members personally, watched from the sidelines. They could tell something was off with Nagi. His usually bright eyes were dulled, and he seemed to be forcing himself to stand tall.

As the lights dimmed and the crowd’s cheers grew louder, the reader couldn’t shake their concern for Nagi. They approached Hitaki, who was checking the last-minute details with the stage crew.

“Hitaki, can I talk to you for a moment?” You asked quietly, trying not to draw attention.

Hitaki turned to the reader with a curious expression. “Sure, what’s on your mind?”

“It’s about Nagi,” You started carefully. “I think he’s not feeling well. He’s been acting a bit off backstage.”

Hitaki’s brows furrowed as he glanced over at Nagi, who was now trying to psych himself up for the performance. “I hadn’t noticed. But if you’re worried, maybe we should check on him.”

You nodded, feeling relieved that Hitaki was taking them seriously. “Do you think we could postpone the concert? Just for tonight. I don’t want Nagi to push himself too hard.”

Hitaki considered the suggestion for a moment, weighing the excitement of the audience against Nagi’s well-being. He knew Nagi could be stubborn when it came to showing weakness, especially in front of their fans. But Hitaki also trusted the Your judgment.

“Alright,” Hitaki finally said, making a decision. “Let’s do it. I’ll talk to the organizers and announce it to the crowd.”

With a nod of gratitude, You watched as Hitaki walked over to the stage crew, quickly explaining the situation. Meanwhile, Miu had noticed the serious discussion and came over to join them.

“What’s going on?” Miu asked, looking between Hitaki and You

“Nagi isn’t feeling well,” You explained softly. “Hitaki’s going to announce that we need to reschedule the concert.”

Miu’s eyes widened in concern. “Is he okay?”

Hitaki nodded. “I think he will be. Let’s just give him some time to rest.”

You felt a mix of emotions—relief that Nagi would get the rest he needed, but also worry about disappointing the fans who had been eagerly waiting for the concert.

After Hitaki made the announcement, explaining that Nagi needed to recover and promising to reschedule the concert soon, the crowd reacted with understanding applause. They were disappointed, of course, but they trusted the band’s decision.

Backstage, Nagi finally allowed himself to relax, supported by his bandmates and you . He realized how lucky he was to have friends who cared about him not just as a performer, but as a person.

“Thanks,” Nagi murmured, a weak smile on his face. “I didn’t want to admit it, but I really wasn’t feeling well.”

Hitaki clapped a hand on Nagi’s shoulder. “That’s what friends are for, Nagi. We’ve got your back, always.”

Miu grinned. “And besides, we’ll rock this concert twice as hard when we reschedule!”

Nagi chuckled weakly, feeling the weight of their support lift some of the burden from his shoulders. “Yeah, you guys are the best.”

As they walked off stage together, the reader couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride in their bond with the band. They knew that, in sickness and in health, they would always stand by each other’s side.

Nagi watched as Hitaki and Miu left to speak with the organizers and make arrangements for rescheduling the concert. Alone now with the reader, he couldn’t hide his discomfort any longer. Sweat trickled down his face, and a wave of dizziness swept over him.

You immediately rushed to his side, concern etched on their face. “Nagi, you don’t look good at all. Why didn’t you say something sooner?”

Nagi managed a weak laugh, though it was tinged with fatigue. “I didn’t want to worry anyone. You know how stubborn I can be.”

You gently brushed the hair away from his forehead, feeling the warmth of his fever. “You should have said something. You need to rest.”

Nagi’s expression turned serious as he looked into Your eyes. “Will you stay with me? Take care of me?”

Your heart skipped a beat. They knew Nagi cared deeply for them, but hearing him say it so openly still made their heart race. “Of course, Nagi. Always.”

Nagi chuckled softly, a hint of amusement in his tired eyes. “You know, I love you.”

You smiled warmly, their hand resting on Nagi’s cheek. “I know, Nagi. I love you too.”

Nagi’s laughter was interrupted by a sudden coughing fit, his voice coming out hoarse. “Would you take care of me, my wife?” he asked, his eyes searching the reader’s face with hope and love.

Your heart melted at Nagi’s words. They had been married for some time now, and Nagi’s playful reminder brought a rush of fond memories. “Of course, Nagi. Always and forever, my husband.”

Nagi’s smile widened, a mixture of relief and affection. “Thank you,” he murmured, his eyes drifting shut as exhaustion finally caught up with him.

You stayed by Nagi’s side throughout the night, keeping a cool cloth on his forehead and comforting him with soft words. Nagi slept fitfully, occasionally waking to whisper words of gratitude and love to the reader.

In the days that followed, Nagi recovered slowly with the reader’s loving care. The postponed concert was rescheduled successfully, and the band performed with even greater energy and enthusiasm, supported by their loyal fans.

As Nagi continued to regain his strength, You remained devoted, ensuring he had everything he needed and showering him with affection. They took walks together, cooked his favorite meals, and cherished quiet moments at home.

One evening, as they sat together on the couch, Nagi leaned his head on the reader’s shoulder. “Thank you for taking care of me, my love,” he said softly.

You smiled, running their fingers through Nagi’s hair. “You’re welcome, Nagi. I’ll always be here for you.”

Nagi lifted his head to look at them, his eyes filled with gratitude. “I’m lucky to have you,” he whispered.

You leaned in and kissed Nagi gently on the lips. “And I’m lucky to have you,” they replied, their love for him shining brightly.

Together, they knew that in sickness and in health, they would always be there for each other.

On the night of the rescheduled concert, Nagi stood backstage with renewed energy, ready to perform. The reader stood beside him, holding his hand tightly, their hearts filled with anticipation and love.

Hitaki and Miu exchanged smiles as they joined Nagi and the reader backstage. “Are you ready, Nagi?” Hitaki asked, his voice full of encouragement.

Nagi nodded, a grin spreading across his face. “Absolutely. Let’s do this.”

The lights dimmed, and the crowd erupted into cheers as the band stepped onto the stage. Nagi’s voice rang out strong and clear, his energy contagious as he sang and danced alongside his bandmates.

You watched from the wings, their heart swelling with pride and love for Nagi. They knew how hard he had worked for this moment, and seeing him shine on stage filled them with joy.

As the concert reached its peak, Nagi locked eyes with the reader in the audience, a silent promise of love and gratitude passing between them. The reader smiled back, their love for Nagi shining brighter than ever.

After the final song, the crowd cheered for an encore, and Nagi, Hitaki, and Miu returned to the stage, their energy undiminished. Together, they performed an electrifying encore, leaving the audience cheering and clapping for more.

Backstage, after the concert ended, Nagi embraced You tightly, their hearts overflowing with happiness and relief. “Thank you,” Nagi whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

Nagi smiled, pressing a tender kiss to the reader’s forehead. “I couldn’t have done it without you, my love.”

Together, they knew that no matter what challenges they faced, they would always be there for each other, in sickness and in health, supporting and loving each other with all their hearts.

Later that week, as Nagi continued to recover at home, he found himself thinking about the reader and how grateful he was to have them in his life. He wanted to show his appreciation and love in a special way, so he decided to enlist the help of his friends, Hitaki and Miu.

One afternoon, Nagi called Hitaki and Miu to a private meeting. “Guys, I need your help with something important,” Nagi began, his voice serious yet filled with determination.

Hitaki and Miu exchanged curious glances, sensing Nagi’s seriousness. “What is it, Nagi?” Hitaki asked, concern evident in his voice.

Nagi took a deep breath. “I want to give her a special gift to show how much they mean to me. They’ve been by my side through everything, especially when I was sick. I want to do something that will make them feel loved and appreciated.”

Miu smiled warmly. “That’s a wonderful idea, Nagi. What do you have in mind?”

Nagi hesitated for a moment before continuing. “I was thinking of something personal, maybe a piece of jewelry or an accessory that they can cherish.”

Hitaki nodded thoughtfully. “I think that’s a great idea. We can help you find something perfect for them.”

Over the next few days, Hitaki, Miu, and Nagi secretly planned their mission. They visited various jewelry shops and boutique stores, carefully considering each item they came across. They wanted something that would reflect Nagi’s love and appreciation for the reader.

One afternoon, they stumbled upon a small, quaint shop tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. Inside, they found a beautifully crafted necklace with a delicate pendant shaped like a heart, encrusted with sparkling gems.

“This is perfect,” Nagi murmured, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “It’s beautiful and meaningful.”

Hitaki and Miu nodded in agreement, sharing a knowing smile. “She will love it,” Miu assured Nagi.

With the necklace safely tucked away in a box, Nagi couldn’t wait to surprise the reader. He wanted to wait for the perfect moment, a quiet evening when they could be alone together.

One evening, after a delicious dinner prepared by you

Your eyes widened in surprise as they opened the box to reveal the stunning necklace. “Nagi, it’s beautiful,” they gasped, their fingers tracing the delicate heart pendant.

Nagi smiled nervously, his heart pounding with anticipation. “I wanted to thank you for everything, for taking care of me and loving me. You mean the world to me.”

Tears welled up in your eyes as they looked at Nagi with overwhelming love. “I love you too, Nagi. This means so much to me.”

They embraced each other tightly, feeling the warmth of their love surround them. Nagi knew that with the support of his friends and the unwavering love of You , he was truly blessed.

Night version!!

After Nagi presented the beautiful necklace to you their eyes widened in surprise and delight. They gasped softly, their fingers delicately tracing the sparkling gems and the intricate heart-shaped pendant.

“Nagi, it’s beautiful,” You whispered, their voice filled with awe and gratitude.

Nagi smiled warmly, relief flooding through him. “I’m glad you like it,” he murmured, reaching out to gently take the necklace from its box.

As he fastened the necklace around Your neck, their fingers brushed against each other, a tender moment of connection. Nagi’s heart swelled with love for the reader, grateful beyond words for their unwavering support and care.

“I wanted to thank you,” Nagi continued softly, his voice low with emotion. “For everything. For always being there for me, for taking care of me, for loving me.”

Your eyes shimmered with tears of joy. “Nagi,” they whispered, their voice catching with emotion. “I love you so much.”

Unable to hold back any longer, Nagi leaned in and kissed the reader gently on the lips. The kiss was soft and tender, a silent promise of love and devotion. You melted into the kiss, their heart fluttering with love for Nagi.

Feeling emboldened by their mutual affection, Nagi gently swept the reader into his arms, cradling them close to his chest. “Come with me,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

Carrying you

In the privacy of their bedroom, Nagi and You shared a night of intimate love and affection, their hearts and souls intertwining in a dance of passion and devotion. They cherished each other’s presence, knowing that their love was a bond that could weather any storm.

As they lay together, wrapped in each other’s arms, Nagi whispered softly to You , “I’m so lucky to have you. Thank you for loving me, for being my everything.”

You smiled lovingly, their fingers tracing patterns on Nagi’s chest. “I love you, Nagi. Always and forever.”

And in that moment, as they held each other close, Nagi and You knew that Your love was a force that could conquer any obstacle, in sickness and in health, now and forever.

Note: i hope you all enjoy him shower Nagi with love Love you guys so much

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lilaccosmic · 1 year ago

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Ikemen Villains: Wedding Lily Parts ①〜④ card quote translations 💍

translations may not be 100% accurate, or may have some creative liberties. Please reblog, not repost!

Alfons: “…If you so wish, I will make your life more crazy.”

Roger: “…You are the best woman, and I won’t ever find someone better than you.”

Victor: “With these hands stained with blood, I’ll protect you from any calamity that may come our way.”

Ellis: “Until the day we are both the happiest in our lives, I swear we will love each other.”

Liam: “You look really good — so pretty that I want to push you down right now.”

William: “I never could have seen the day come when someone would become so irreplaceable to me.”

Elbert: “I want to be by your side. Forever, until death do us part.”

Harrison: “There’s no way we can go back now. So, accept your fate.”

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Title: A Dreamer with A Idol

Xeno X Reader

Note: Hello guys this my first Morganatic Idol Fan-fiction since a lot of you voted in the poll that i should make a morganatic idol Fan fiction So this gonna be my first time making Xeno here so i hope u enjoy reading this

In the hazy midst of a dream, you find yourself backstage at a concert of the famous boyband Exe Creed. The air buzzes with excitement and anticipation, but your attention is drawn to a closed door marked with a glittering star—the dressing room of Xeno, the group’s enigmatic lead singer known for his aloof demeanor and surprising stinginess.

Curiosity tugs at you, and before you know it, you’re standing inside the lavish dressing room, surrounded by awards and fan gifts. Just as you’re about to turn back, the door clicks shut, and there he stands: Xeno himself, a mix of surprise and guarded interest in his piercing gaze.

“Why are you here?” His voice is tinged with a hint of annoyance, but also a touch of curiosity.

“I… I don’t know,” you stammer, feeling the weight of his gaze on you.

As you fumble for an answer, the dream shifts. The dressing room expands into a vast, ever-changing landscape, filled with puzzles and challenges that seem to hold the key to Xeno’s mysterious past and future success. Reluctantly, Xeno allows you to accompany him on this surreal journey, your presence becoming more essential with each passing moment.

Despite his initial stinginess, Xeno’s attitude begins to soften. He reveals a caring side as he guides you through the dream’s complexities, his charisma and voice weaving a protective cocoon around you in the face of danger.

“You have to trust me,” he insists, his eyes searching yours. “I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”

As you both work together to solve the dream’s puzzles, a bond forms between you—surprising in its depth and intensity. Xeno’s guarded facade starts to crack, revealing vulnerabilities and fears he’s kept hidden behind his public persona.

With time ticking away, you realize that the dream world holds more than just Xeno’s secrets; it holds a reflection of your own desires and fears. As you uncover the final piece of the puzzle, the dream starts to unravel, and you wake with a sense of fulfillment and wonder.

But With time ticking away, you realize that the dream world holds more than just Xeno’s secrets; it holds a reflection of your own desires and fears. As you uncover the final piece of the puzzle, the dream starts to unravel, and you wake with a sense of fulfillment and wonder. the connection with Xeno doesn’t end with the dream. In waking life, you find yourself drawn to Exe Creed’s music more than ever, and the memory of Xeno’s stingy yet caring demeanor stays with you, reminding you that sometimes, the most surprising journeys can begin in the most unexpected places.

Days pass, and you start attending Exe Creed’s concerts, hoping to catch a glimpse of Xeno and the rest of the band—his friends Ivy, Jace, Finn, and Hugh—backstage. When you finally meet them in person, there’s a moment of hesitation before Xeno recognizes you.

“You were in my dream,” he says softly, a rare smile playing on his lips. “Thank you for helping me.”

You nod, feeling a warmth spreading through your chest. “It was nothing. But… are you okay?”

He looks away for a moment, as if weighing his words. “I think I will be, now that I know you’re real.”

As you stand there, surrounded by the buzz of the backstage and the presence of the other band members, you realize that the dream wasn’t just a fantasy—it was the beginning of something real, a connection that transcends dreams and reality.

In the following weeks, Xeno makes an effort to see you whenever he can, often sneaking away from the crowd or finding quiet moments backstage. You talk about everything from music to life’s uncertainties, and slowly, the walls he’s built around himself begin to crumble.

One evening, after a particularly exhilarating concert, Xeno takes your hand and leads you to a secluded spot backstage. The energy of the crowd fades into a distant hum as he looks at you with a mixture of affection and vulnerability.

“I never expected to find someone like you,” he admits, his voice soft yet filled with emotion. “You’ve brought light into my life, even in my darkest moments.”

You reach out and gently touch his cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin under your fingertips. “You’ve shown me a side of you that few people get to see,” you say, your heart racing with a newfound courage. “And I’m grateful for every moment we’ve shared.”

Without another word, Xeno leans in, his eyes half-lidded with desire. His lips claim yours in a hot, passionate kiss that sends shivers down your spine. It’s a kiss filled with longing and pent-up emotion—a culmination of the tension that has been building between you.

You respond eagerly, wrapping your arms around his neck as you melt into the kiss. The world fades away, leaving only the two of you entangled in each other’s embrace. Xeno deepens the kiss, his hand sliding down your back, pulling you closer.

When you finally part, both of you are breathless, your foreheads pressed together as you try to catch your breath. Xeno’s eyes search yours, filled with a mixture of awe and desire.

“I’ve been wanting to do that since the moment I saw you,” he confesses, his voice husky with emotion.

“And I’ve been hoping you would,” you reply, your voice barely above a whisper.

As you stand there, wrapped up in each other’s arms, you realize that the dream wasn’t just a fantasy—it was the beginning of a passionate love story that neither of you could resist.

In the months and years that follow, your love for Xeno deepens, growing stronger with each passing day. You share more concerts, more intimate moments, and more dreams for the future. Xeno continues to surprise you with his kindness and generosity, traits that were hidden beneath his initial aloofness.

Tonight is a special night. Exe Creed has just performed their biggest concert yet, and the adrenaline is still coursing through your veins as you and Xeno retreat to his dressing room.

“That was incredible,” you say, your voice filled with awe as you close the door behind you.

Xeno smiles, the fatigue of the night replaced by a gleam in his eyes. “It was. I’m so glad you were here with me.”

You step closer to him, the energy of the night still pulsing between you. “I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.”

His hand reaches out, fingers brushing against yours. “I’m glad you’re here,” he murmurs, his voice low and intimate.

The air between you crackles with electricity, and before you know it, Xeno’s lips are on yours, warm and demanding. You respond eagerly, your hands finding their way into his hair, pulling him closer. The kiss deepens, a blend of passion and tenderness that leaves you breathless.

“I wanted it too,” you confess, your heart racing with the intensity of the moment.

He kisses you again, softer this time, his arms wrapping around you in a warm embrace. “I don’t want this night to end,” he whispers against your lips.

You smile, brushing your nose against his. “Then let’s make the most of it.”

As the night unfolds, the two of you share laughter, stories, and more kisses. Xeno’s friends, Ivy, Jace, Finn, and Hugh, may tease him for being cheesy, but they also see the happiness and contentment radiating from both of you.

“You’ve finally met your match, Xeno,” Ivy jokes, a teasing grin on her face.

Jace chuckles. “Yeah, who would’ve thought our fearless Ace would be so smitten?”

Finn claps Xeno on the back. “Just don’t forget to write some songs about this, okay? We need new material.”

Hugh nods in agreement. “Yeah, but seriously, we’re happy for you, Xeno. You deserve this.”

Xeno rolls his eyes playfully, but there’s a genuine warmth in his expression as he looks at you. “Thank you, all of you. Tonight has been perfect.”

As the hours pass, the laughter and teasing continue, but it’s clear that the connection between you and Xeno is deeper than anyone could have imagined. With each glance and touch, you know that this is just the beginning of a journey filled with music, love, and endless possibilities.

And as you fall asleep in Xeno’s arms, surrounded by the warmth and comfort of his presence, you realize that the dream wasn’t just a fantasy—it was the start of a love story that feels like destiny.

Note: There it is guys i hope you like Xeno alot because us we all love him i would like to thank @archiveikemen for the request!!❤️

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lilaccosmic · 1 year ago

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Fanfiction Voting time!! Which Game shall i make it a fanfiction next make sure to vote wisely robins!!

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lilaccosmic · 1 year ago

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Yoo robins whats up does anyone want me to do a different Fanfics like instead of ikemen villians this time?! If yes plss tell me which fanfics would you like me to do !? Depending on what you like ❤️❤️❤️

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lilaccosmic · 1 year ago

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Feel free to Ask me or request anything ok ♥️ my sweet robin tell me what are your deepest desires 😉

Title: His desires in his Katana

Mitsuhide akechi X Reader!

Note: Hello everyone this a gift for my one of a kind dear @sh0jun i hope you like this dear! And enjoy all my mitsuhide Simps and wifeys out there this ones for you!

In the tumultuous era of Sengoku, where the clash of swords echoed through the land and ambitions were forged in the fires of battle, Akechi Mitsuhide stood as a samurai of unmatched skill and unwavering loyalty. Amidst the chaos, he wielded his katana with grace and precision, carving a path through his lord’s enemies. Yet, behind his composed demeanor, Mitsuhide harbored desires that burned as fiercely as the blade he wielded.

It was on a moonlit night, amidst the flickering lanterns and the distant echoes of war, that Mitsuhide first encountered her. Her name was Y/N, a warrior woman of unmatched beauty who had captured his attention from the moment their eyes met across the crowded battlefield. Y/N moved with a grace that belied her prowess, her presence like a gentle breeze amidst the storm of conflict.

Their first meeting was brief, a fleeting exchange of glances and unspoken words. But in that moment, Mitsuhide felt a stirring within his heart that he had never known before. He found himself drawn to Y/N’s quiet strength and unwavering resolve.

Mitsuhide: “Your skill with the blade is unmatched, Y/N. Yet, it is your inner strength that captivates me.”

His thoughts were consumed by the enigmatic warrior long after their meeting had ended.

As days turned into weeks, Mitsuhide found himself seeking out Y/N’s company whenever he could steal a moment away from his duties. They would meet in secret, their conversations filled with laughter and shared dreams of a future beyond the chaos of war. Mitsuhide began to realize that his desires went beyond loyalty to his lord; they encompassed a longing for a life where he could be with Y/N without fear or restraint.

Mitsuhide: “In these moments with you, Y/N, I find solace amidst the turmoil. My heart yearns for a future where we can be together.”

But the life of a samurai was filled with duty and sacrifice. Mitsuhide knew that his loyalty to his lord would never waver, even as his heart yearned for Y/N’s touch.

Mitsuhide: “I must fulfill my duty, but how can I deny the feelings in my heart?”

He struggled with the weight of his desires, torn between his duty as a warrior and the love he felt for the woman who had captured his heart.

One fateful night, as the winds of change swept through the land, Mitsuhide found himself facing a choice that would shape the course of his destiny. His lord’s enemies had surrounded them, their blades gleaming in the moonlight. In the chaos of battle, Mitsuhide fought with a determination fueled by his desire to protect both his lord and the future he dreamed of with Y/N.

Mitsuhide: “I fight not just for victory, but for the chance to be with you, Y/N. Our love must endure this trial.”

As the battle raged on, Mitsuhide’s katana flashed with a ferocity born of both skill and resolve. With each strike, he fought not only for victory on the battlefield but also for the chance to fulfill his desires beyond the confines of duty and honor.

Mitsuhide: “Forgive me, my lord, for I must follow my heart.”

He knew that his choices would have consequences, yet he pressed on, driven by the hope that one day, he would find a way to forge a future where his heart and his katana could be united in purpose.

And so, amidst the clash of steel and the cries of battle, Mitsuhide fought not only for his lord’s victory but for his own desires through the blade that had shaped his fate.

Mitsuhide: “Y/N, our love will defy the chaos of this era. I will find a way to protect both you and our future together.”

For his desires were not merely of the heart, but of the soul, longing for a life where love and duty could coexist in harmony, as inseparable as the bond between a samurai and his katana.

And as the battle waged on, amidst the clash of steel and the cries of the fallen, Mitsuhide's determination burned brighter than ever. Each swing of his katana, each calculated strike, was not only a testament to his skill as a warrior but also a declaration of his unwavering resolve to protect Y/N and their love.

**Mitsuhide:** "Y/N, our bond will endure. I swear it upon my blade!"

With every opponent that fell beneath his sword, Mitsuhide felt the weight of duty and desire intertwine. His loyalty to his lord remained steadfast, but his heart beat with a longing that could not be quelled. The battlefield became a crucible where his fate would be decided, where the clash of ideals and passions would converge.

Amidst the chaos, Y/N fought valiantly by Mitsuhide's side, their movements synchronized as if guided by an unseen force. She understood the struggle within Mitsuhide, the conflict between love and duty that tore at his soul. Yet, she remained resolute in her support, a pillar of strength amidst the turmoil.

**Y/N:** "Mitsuhide, our love is worth fighting for. Together, we will overcome this storm."

As the moon continued its silent vigil overhead, Mitsuhide's resolve hardened. He knew that this battle was not just about victory on the battlefield, but about forging a future where he and Y/N could be together. With each strike, he carved a path towards that future, a future where their love could bloom freely.

The battle reached its climax, the clash of steel reaching a crescendo that echoed through the night. In a decisive moment, Mitsuhide's blade found its mark, cutting down the last of their enemies. The battlefield fell silent, save for the sounds of their breathing and the beating of their hearts.

**Mitsuhide:** "Y/N..."

With weary yet determined steps, Mitsuhide approached Y/N, his eyes reflecting the depth of his emotions. In that moment, amidst the aftermath of battle, he took her hand in his own, their fingers intertwining like the threads of fate.

**Mitsuhide:** "Y/N, I cannot deny my feelings any longer. I love you, with all that I am."

Y/N's eyes glistened with unshed tears, her heart swelling with the words she had longed to hear. She leaned forward, closing the distance between them, and their lips met in a tender kiss that spoke volumes of their shared longing and devotion.

**Y/N:** "Mitsuhide, I love you too. Our love will endure, no matter what challenges we may face."

And in that fleeting moment of peace amidst the chaos, Mitsuhide and Y/N found solace in each other's embrace. The future remained uncertain, fraught with challenges and dangers yet to come. But together, they knew they could face whatever lay ahead, their love and their resolve as unbreakable as the steel of Mitsuhide's katana.

For theirs was a love that had been tested on the battlefield, forged in the fires of war, and destined to endure through the ages—a love that had found its home amidst the chaos of Sengoku, where their desires had been realized through the strength of their hearts and the steel of Mitsuhide's katana.

Note: i hope you all like this soft minor fanfiction of mitsuhide i know you all like him so much especially i am very happy my friend @sh0jun gave me this idea thank u so much for this request and i hope you read this! If you guys have requests and questions for me you can ask me in here or in my other account which is @lilaccosmic and i will be very happy to answer it!

Mitsuhide Akechi: My sword will never change out love for each other

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lilaccosmic · 1 year ago

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I hope you like it my dear sweet robin 😊❤️❤️ you deserve this!