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poisonioushearts · 1 year

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The Butler and the Noble(Imposters)

Characters: Xie twins

Female reader

Warnings: Not proof read, cussing

Synopsis/tags: Reader is a wanderer, not an esper, basically a normal person, reader wears a gown for the ball, nicknames 'madame' and 'milady' are used(as well as 'darling')

Notes: If you can't find it, make it -My new motto

Also the twins are both 5'3, they are taller than me by a centimeter I can't 😭✋

I don't know where I was going with this-

Do not repost, reblog only

Word count: 900+ (guesstimate)

Classical music played throughout the large ballroom accompanied by the chatter of those who were there.

Everyone who attended the ball was invited, other than a few who...snuck in...it was filled with the rich folk.

You however were an exception.

You had a normal amount of income, nothing major. In fact the only reason you are here is because you are the plus one of a close friend of yours.

You wouldn't have even been able to go along if her date hadn't broken up with her.

In other words, you were the second choice for the ball. The "backup".

You didn't care that you had that title however, because she was your best friend.

You'd be there for her and her for you.

Which is why you were standing in front of the bathroom mirror, gripping the edge of the sink with quick breaths.

Not because you were nervous, but because the god-damned corset was so tight.

You couldn't breath.

The dress, however, was beautiful.

The gown was made from pale purple and copper colored fabrics. It had a layered skirt with an inverted v-line waist and a elbow-length wide sleeves, with the corset hidden underneath the fabric.

Your friend stood beside you with a hum, patting your back.

"Darling would you like me to loosen the corset for you?"

"No, it'll be fine." You gave her a forced smile, "beauty is pain after all."

She gave you a hesitant look, "Well if you say so." She then turned your chin to face her and she gently adjusted a strand of hair that fell out of the prim and proper style. "You ready?"

You nodded, "As I'll ever be."

Not to far away, the death guard twins were getting prepared for their mission.

This mission is to find some special documents held in the place of the ball.

However they'd cause chaos, in other words, spike the punch and watch as the members fell to the floor unconscious.

They wouldn't be dead. Not exactly...

They whole 'spike the punch' idea was from Xie Yuzhi.

His brother didn't exactly care as long as the job got done, although he would have rather gone with a more discreet approach.

But with his mischievous brother there is bound to be the opposite of discreet.

You smiled as you watched your friend converse with a small group as you stood by the food table.

You swiped a cookie and took a bite, the flavor of the sugar hit your tongue and you were in heaven.

And then you were brought back to reality.

"Would you like a drink?"

You faced the person that spoke to you, and from the looks of it, he was a butler.

He wore the uniform and held drinks on a tray in his hand, a hat a bit far forward on his cropped red hair.

"No thank you." You smiled, "I'm not going to drink tonight. Someone needs to take care of her sober." You joked gesturing to your friend who was already on her third glass of wine.

"Ah." He held a confused glint in his eye as he looked from her to you, and you figured he technically wasn't supposed to speak to the guests.

But technically you were a guest of a guest so it didn't could did it?

"Mmm." You lowly hummed before holding out your hand for him to shake, "I'm [Name]."

He stared at your hand for a second before shaking it, "Xie Chuyi." That name sounds awfully familiar...

Half an hour flew by as you conversed with the man, and you were content because, well, you had at least someone to chat with.

He was also cute and handsome-

But that's beside the point.

"Well I should get back to work. It was nice conversing with you [Name]."

"You as well Chuyi."

You watched as he disappeared in the crowd and you started to walk towards your friend, and you slowed when you realized the song that was playing was a slow song, and you were on the dance floor.

You started to back track, thinking that maybe when the song was over you'd go to her.

Plans were ruined when you made eye contact with a man with cropped white hair, he also seemed to closely resemble... Ah who?

Oh yes! That butler! You wondered if they were siblings as he gave you a large smile, his eyes shining with a mischievous glint.

"May I have this dance Madame?"

You visibly cringed, "Please don't call me Madame I'm not that old." But you still gave him your hand and you danced with the cute stranger.

The dance was silent. Not that awkward however which is what surprised you. It was almost comfortable.

The song ended and he curtsied. "Thank you for letting me have this dance Mi'lady."

You snickered and bowed to the noble, "It was an honor good sir."

He grimaced with a laugh, "Now you make me sound old."

"See?"

You both joked and chatted, making your way over to the food table.

"Yikes that is a classic but the water must have been freezing, especially from it being winter. Did he get sick?"

"No he was fine. The look on his face was priceless I wished I would've taken a picture."

You smiled, "I remember doing that prank to a friend of mine a while back. I actually did in fact get a picture. I can show you if you'd like?"

"Sure! Although I'd say I didn't really take you for the pranking type as a rich person."

"Rich? Oh no thats not me." You responded, pulling out your phone and scrolling through pictures, "I'm not rich, just a plus one. I'm your average citizen of- oh here!" You showed him the picture and he snickered.

"That's a good one."

"May I have your attention please!" The music quieted and you turned your eyes to the host of the party watching as they continued to click the silverware against the glass to get everyone's attention.

The same butler from earlier gave you a small smile as he handed you the glass. "For the toast he explained."

Then he looked to the man next to you and seemed to slightly gesture before he walked away.

"It seems I must be going. Hope we meet again." He winked and rushed off into the crowd.

"A toast...to..." You blocked out the person's words as you stared into the wine glass, making your way to stand by your friend.

Something wasn't right.

You look to your friend's glass, back to yours, and finally to other people's glasses.

Then it hit you.

Ice isn't supposed to be at the bottom.

Something else clicked in your mind and with a gasp, you swiped the drink from your friend's hands. The wine glass slipped from your fingers and shattered upon contact with the floor.

"Oh my- [Name] why did you do that?"

"The punch is spiked."

Her eyes widened, "How did you know-" She stopped and looked around, "oh."

'oh' was right. Everyone around you who drank, which ironically happened to be everyone in the room except you and your friend had started to sway before collapsing onto the floor.

Well, almost everyone. Out of the corner of your eye you spotted a familiar shade of red move and disappear near the door that connected to the hallway.

Bingo.

Against your better judgement and overwhelming sense of curiosity you took a step towards the doors.

Your friend tugged on your wrist, "Where are you going?"

"I have a hunch." You answered honestly, "I think I know who spiked the punch."

"Who?"

"I will explain later. I am just going to see if my suspicions are true." You tugged out of her grip, "Call the police or Esper Union. I'll be...right back."

You didn't hear what she said next because you had already picked up the heavy skirt and started to quickly shuffle towards the doors.

It wasn't very easy because of the godforsaken heels that had been wearing your feet for the past few hours.

You pushed the doors open swiftly before quickening your pace. You had him in your sights.

Your breath hitched when the pain in your heels got worse and you decided for the best to kick off the heels and keep running.

It improved your speed by a ton but your dress was still dragging you behind.

This was a factor you'd just have to deal with because you didn't want to deal with the costs. The literal costs of the dress your friend lent you.

So you sucked it up and made you way through the hall like Cinderella when the clock struck twelve.

Without both heels instead of one-but that's beside the point.

You stopped in front of the door that was at the end of the corridor, the one he must have disappeared behind.

You pressed yourself against the door and steadied your breathing, listening for anything on the other side.

At first there wasn't anything.

And then.

"Have you found the papers?"

"I...found...time..." The other voice was familiar but muffled. You could barley make anything else out.

Eyes darting in the hall you grabbed a vase and dumped out the contents before holding it like you would a bat.

"What am I..." You huffed, "What am I even doing? This is none of my business..." You set the vase down and walked back into the main room, where the police had just arrived.

Truly this is none of your business and concern. And it's about to be.

A week had passed and nothing particular happened.

Unfortunately you forgot about the heels so you couldn't return those.

Currently packing your bags to head to a nearby town, as it was your job to go from place to place and wander.

You took one last look into your cluttered apartment before you shut the door and turned the key.

You feet hit something as you looked down.

It was a small brown box. Odd you weren't expecting anything to be mailed.

You knelt down and brushed your finger against the package, letting your bag fall off your shoulders and sit at your feet.

You took out your pocket knife and swiftly cut the tape before opening it.

On the top was an envelope, and underneath was a familiar pair of heels.

"What?"

Looks like your dance with the twins isn't over yet.