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fluffy happiness

Kingdom of Heaven

King Baldwin x fem!reader

Description: English is not my first language, apologize for possible mistakes

“and what is it?”, the man looks at the ball of fur you're holding to your chest and stroking it gently with your fingertips.

“Baldwin, it's a cat”, you reply with a barely perceptible chuckle and step closer to him.

“The question is another. What is he doing here?”. You only shrug, blossoming into a smile when you hear the animal's quiet purr. Finally you shift your gaze to the king.

“He lives in the palace now.”

“I don't like animals”, he said, wrinkling his nose beneath his mask.

You'd think he wouldn't go within a meter of a cat. He'd shun it and close the door to his chambers just to keep the furry beast out of the way. But it turned out differently. Baldwin, who had tried to persuade you to give the cat to one of the servants in the early days, now spent all his free time with it.

“So be it. You don't have to find him a new home”, Baldwin chuckled, eyeing the cat. The cat, nestled in his lap, purred as if to confirm his new master's words, “He's already found one.”

Indeed, an invisible bond had formed between them over the next few days. At first Baldwin tried to tolerate his presence, sometimes unconsciously pushing him away with his foot when he came closer. Then, imperceptibly, he began to let him come closer, watching him with an interested gaze, sometimes stroking his ear when he hung around too long. Finally, their relationship reached its climax when Baldwin held a toy mouse that he had made himself, and the cat jumped to his hand, trying to snatch the prey. You watched this, smiling, pleased with the small happiness that diluted your unfortunate fate.

One evening, as Baldwin was reading to you, the cat settled on his lap, purring and rubbing against his arm. Baldwin stopped, put his hand on the soft six and looked up at you smiling.

“You know”, he said ”I thought cats were selfish and brash animals, all they wanted to do was eat and sleep. But ours are different.”

You nodded, silently agreeing. The kitty became not only a part of the family, but a bridge that brought you closer together. He revealed a kindness and tenderness in the king that you already admired, but which he hid deep inside himself. And now, as you played together, laughing and caring for the cat, you saw his true nature - gentle, loving and open to new things.

That evening, as you fell asleep in Baldwin's arms, you felt the cat curled up peacefully at your feet. You smiled, feeling the new harmony that the little ball of fur had brought into your life.

A/N: btw, I have open requests( or whatever they're called……?) anyway, I'd be happy to bring any of your ideas to life🤗

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Intimacy

Kingdom of Heaven King Baldwin x fem!reader

"Doesn't it really hurt?" you asked softly, running your hands through his golden hair. His whole body seemed to respond to every movement of your hands, needing your caress. You continued to gently separate the strands, afraid of hurting him.

"It's all right, darling. Go on" Baldwin closed his eyes, savoring your touch. Even if he felt discomfort, there was no way he would tell. Certainly not to you, who captured all his thoughts and opened up entirely new, unexplored feelings.

"You know" he said suddenly, breaking the silence "With you I feel free. No longer a king and my mental torment ceases. It's a strange but so pleasant sensation" so welcome.

"Perhaps this is true intimacy?" whispered Baldwin. You continued to brush his hair, realizing that this was not just a physical touch, your souls were already melded together, and no god could destroy that.

"Yes, intimacy" you replied, voice full of warmth "The kind that penetrates to the very core, goes beyond what is possible. In such moments, all worries seem insignificant, like dust accumulating on old books".

"I want to stay in this moment forever" you whispered, feeling your heart sink with tenderness. He nodded, smiling behind his mask, as if vowing that you would both cherish what had sprung up between you as your most precious treasure.

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unspoken feelings

Kingdom of Heaven King Baldwin x fem!reader Description: Avoiding your king is wrong, right? Especially after you cured him of leprosy Warning: fem!reader, mention of disease, possible ooc(???), English is not my first language, apologize for possible mistakes A/N: omg this fandom won my heart but there is so little content on it💔💔💔💔 so I decided to try my hand at writing. This is the first time I've ever written anything

Baldwin stood at the window, gazing out into the night world.

Since his recovery, Baldwin had been haunted by thoughts and feelings about you. He couldn't go a minute without your name popping into his head, your face flashing in his imagination, your voice a whisper in his ears. He couldn't stop picturing you, thinking about you, thinking about how much he wanted you, how much he needed you. He could finally be near you, now that he wasn't contagious.

He clenched his fist, his jaw tense from the thoughts that were swirling around in his head. You were avoiding him. And no matter how hard he tried to talk to you, you refused. It frustrated him, resentment festering in his heart more than the wounds he'd suffered. There was so much about you that he couldn't understand: your thoughts, your feelings, your judgment, but that's all he wanted.

“Do I disgust her? Is it my face?” He ran his hand over the rough skin, over the scars from the recently healed sores. Threw a quick glance at the mask he'd removed. Could it be his only salvation? “Damn it, y/n” He muttered, closing his eyes. “Just talk to me, for Christ's sake.”

The quiet creak of the door breaks the silence of the night. You step into your chambers and freeze. Blue eyes sparkle in the semi-darkness of the room.

“And where has the young lady been disappearing at this late hour?” Baldwin sat back in his chair, propping his head up with his hand. He ran a finger along his lower lip, catching your every movement.

“Your majesty” Mumbling, you bowed, lowering your gaze to the floor.

“Baldwin” He pouted his lips, wistfulness flashing in his blue irises “I told you to call me by my name when we're alone, my dear.”

“I don't think you should be here” Ignoring his remark, you step closer, looking down at him. Something inside twisted with excitement.

“And why is that?” Baldwin snorted, crossing his arms over his chest “You haven't spoken a word to me in the last couple days. What have I done to deserve such cruelty?” He almost whispered the last part.

You took your time answering, looking away. You knew he was right, and you felt very guilty for the way you had been acting with him lately. Frowning your eyebrows, you tried to find the words to explain your behavior.

"Could you look at me when I'm talking to you?”

You flinched at his harsh tone, but turned to face him, meeting a piercing stare that made your legs shake. You tried to appear calm, but your heart was racing inside.

Baldwin gently grabbed your hand and pulled you onto his lap. He put his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

He regretted his action almost immediately. Your hair falling perfectly over your face, the curve of your lips, your confused look… The sight of you barely allowed him to breathe. He pulled himself together, cleared his throat, and put his hand around her face.

“That's it” He muttered, caressing her chin with his thumb. Smiled so softly, so…. Innocent.

The skin on your face flared from his touch, you tried to look away, but his hands held tight and you were forced to look into his eyes.

“Baldwin, we mustn't…” You whispered, but the words didn't sound convincing, not at all.

His hand slid from your chin to your neck, his rough fingers caressing the soft skin. He leaned closer, his voice lowering to a whisper right at your ear, “What we shouldn't, hmm?”

It was maddening. You tried to find the words to object, but his touch, his closeness made it impossible.

He rested his head on the curve of your neck, inhaling your scent. His arms wrapped around your waist in a tight embrace.

It's you, his favorite, his only one. How could he not crave your presence? Especially after spending so many years alone without being able to touch anyone.

“It's hell to be away from you” Baldwin muttered into your shoulder ‘Not being able to touch you, I was dying, but not from leprosy’ His jaw tensed ”I prayed to God every day, asking him to give me a chance to be with you. And when you said you could cure me, I was so happy” He seemed so sincere, so needy.

He longed for the touch of your skin against his, wanted to drown in your eyes, to lose himself in your embrace. Baldwin's hand reached up, tangled in your hair, his fingers running slowly through it.

“And yet you still don't look at me, you don't talk to me, you avoid me like I'm still sick with leprosy” He pulled his head away from your neck, looking at you with glistening eyes.

He slowly raised his hand to his cheek, running his fingertips over his face “Am I that ugly to you? If it disgusts you to look at me I will wear a mask…”

Your heart clenched at the look of confusion and pain in his eyes. You placed your hand over his. Softly you shook your head “No, Baldwin, you're not…” sigh “Not for me.”

He lifted his head up, taking a deep breath. “Then what's the matter? What am I doing wrong?”

You were silent for a long time, not knowing what to say to him “You're the king, and I… Well…” You looked away embarrassed “I'm not a princess, I'm a nobody. What will people say?”

Baldwin returned a disgruntled look at you “Is that the only thing you care about? Because of public opinion you cut me without a knife, my sweetie” he said on an exhale.

He gently removed your hand from his cheek “You're not a nobody. You're the woman who saved my life. You're the most important person in this world to me. And…” He snuggled closer to you, touching foreheads with you “my future queen” he whispered.

“Just let me be yours.”