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teaaleefs · 1 year

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𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 - 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟷/?

Pairing: prince!KaeyaAlberich x fem!reader

Cw: mentioned violence/threats, I’ve never written Kaeya before so bare with me, fluff, pre-established couple, secretly dating, short as hell, will have more parts (eventually I’m just slow) | Wc: 1216

Synopsis: you’re his secret lover and the prince wants to take you out.

Kaeya walked down the hallway of the palace, each step making a resounding clack. The halls were mostly empty, the servants having already cleaned the floors, opened the curtains, finished what they needed to.

The hallway bustled, but one servant was slowing down.

(Name) walked down the hallway, walking towards Kaeya’s direction. A basket of laundry laid in her hands, the clothing obscuring her view of what laid ahead ever so slightly. Her movements slowed by the heavy object, but still attempting to make haste. She was behind on her chores and didn’t need yet another scolding from the housekeeper.

Kaeya would slow his own walking pace, his eyes following after (Name) before he decided to clear his throat; an attempt at catching her attention.

(Name) stopped once she heard the sound, looking over the laundry basket and letting her eyes land on the prince. “Good morning, your highness. How are you this morning?” She asked politely, a kind yet formal air about her.

Kaeya gave a once over before stepping towards her, a sigh escaping him as he spoke, “There’s no need to be so formal when we’re talking amongst ourselves, (Name).” He replied with a chuckle, his hands holding onto the other side of her laundry basket. “With that being said, I’ve been doing well, my dear. So, what about you?”

A small silence passed between the two before (Name) sighed, a tension releasing from her posture and expression. Instead, it was replaced by a familiar casualness; affection even. “Fine, fine.” She huffed in defeat, adjusting her hold on the laundry basket. “I’ve been fine. Same as always— just work, you know?”

“Then how about we do something new?” He asked, a new light beginning to dance in his eyes. An idea brewing up in his mind, perhaps something fun. Maybe something dangerous, it was never clear with this prince.

(Name) only raised a brow in response, curiosity getting the better of her. “And what do you mean by that, Kaeya?” She asked, voice full of intrigue.

“Let’s visit town—“

“No.” (Name) immediately cut him off, concern radiating off of her stern tone. “You need a guard with you, not a servant. I will not allow you to risk your life simply because you want to spend time with me—“

Now it was her turn to be cut off. Kaeya had stepped closer, his face mere inches from hers. The only thing between them was the laundry basket and Kaeya was keen on moving it away.

“Do not worry about that, my dear. We’ll be careful.” He reassured, his eyes scanning his lover's face.

Still, instead of acceptance (Name)’s gaze held apprehension; caution. “But what about last time? Those assassins nearly recognized you.” She muttered, voice dropping just in case someone ends up passing by.

Now that got Kaeya to take a sigh and lift his head up to glance around briefly. After a short silence his gaze went back to (Name). “It won’t happen again.” He promised quietly, his words and gaze sincere. Even if he was promising something that was out of his control.

“I’ll wear a better disguise than a cloak and a change of clothes. It’ll be fun, you’ll see.” He tried to reassure once more, one of his hands moving to rest on his lover’s shoulder. Even a small smile settled on his lips.

So with pursed lips and brief look around, very reluctantly, (Name) agreed. “This couldn’t be a dumber idea.” She mumbled. Even so, it’d been clear that Kaeya had won her over.

In celebration of his victory, the prince took the laundry basket out of (Name)‘s hands and set it on the floor. With it out of the way, he was free to pull her into a dimmer corner of the hallway, his hands holding her securely by the waist.

His eyes settled on her once more, finally taking in the features of his (Name). The features he could only caress in the dark of the shadows or silence of the night. His hands soon rose to (Name)’s face, fingertips lightly running along her cheek. “Thank you for trusting me.” He whispered softly.

In response to his touch, (Name) leaned her cheek into his hand. “Yes, yes… you’re welcome.” She sighed, still not completely on board. But the triumph on the prince’s face made it worth it.

“When will we go?” She asked with a new found interest, growing increasingly comfortable with the idea - albeit slowly.

Kaeya thought for a moment, his eyes flicking around as he thought. “Let’s go this evening. When you’re done with your duties and I am free from my father’s speeches. Then we can enjoy ourselves.” He said, his eyes settling back onto (Name) once more. He then leaned forward, his forehead resting against (Name)‘s.

“We will have fun. And more importantly I’ll be safe.” He soothed once more, a light smile gracing his lips which soon pecked (Name)’s forehead.

(Name) looked up at him, a look of resignation on her face. He had won her over completely now. “Fine.” She replied, her voice just as hushed as his.

With a small sigh, (Name) forced herself away from the prince, taking a few steps away from him and the corner. “I need to get back to work. I don’t need to be scolded by the housekeeper, you know?” She said in explanation. Although her reluctance to leave his embrace was more than obvious.

Kaeya nodded slowly at her words, “I understand. Don’t work too hard now, alright?” He asked sincerely, although his tone showed a light tease. It only eliciting a small chuckle from (Name), his lover appreciating his light hearted tone.

“I’ll try. See you soon?”

“See you soon.”

~~~

When the evening arrived, (Name) was waiting just outside the palace. Hidden behind a stonewall from preying and nosy eyes, she waited for Kaeya to arrive.

After a good fifteen minutes though, she sighed to herself. “Is he still busy with his duties?” She couldn’t help but wonder to herself.

“I’m not.” A voice chuckled in response.

(Name) turned her head to the side, a hooded figure in view. She already recognized him. But she was thankful he had put more care into disguise, “Finally! You were taking forever.” She scolded first, although when she approach him, she was already grabbing his hand and leading him towards the market.

Kaeya shook his head, an amused smile gracing his lips. “Alright, alright.” He said he was dragged along. “I apologize, truly. I was just held up a bit.”

“You mean by your father?”

“Yeah. He’s been passing on more duties to me lately.”

(Name) nodded slowly, “I see… does that mean he plans on handing the throne to you soon?” She asked curiously.

“I don’t know.” Kaeya shrugged, interlacing his fingers with (Name)’s. “But it’s better if he delays doing that.” He said more resolutely.

The servant turned to look at the prince, eyes still holding curiosity. “Why’s that?”

Kaeya stayed silent for a moment before shaking his head a bit. He then brought their joined hands to his lips, kissing (Name)’s hand. “We can stay together for longer, that’s why, my dear.”

(Name) smiled softly. Yes, that was a good enough reason. Definitely.

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