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Rafayel meeting your friend who has a crush on you

Jealous jealous jealous ☺️

------- love and deepspace

"Cutie, i bought you your drink- Is this your new friend...?" he began, walking over with your drink.

He raised an eyebrow, and cocked his head a bit to the side, analysing your friend. You had said you'd bring someone to meet him, and something else. He hadn't really been paying attention, to be honest. He was just too excited when you said you wanted to meet him after so long.

Oh, that's nice. He's helping her carry her bag. It's probably really heavy- ...Wait a minute.

Why is he carrying her bag?

"It's my friend! His name's J... Say hi."

"It's nice to meet you." Your friend said politely, with a dazzling smile. Too nice. He's too nice. Something's off. Rafayel doesn't like it. And why is he standing so close to you? Doesn't he know you're taken?

"Hi." Rafayel bit back a snarky tone, his expression dark and his eyes narrowed with a childish kind of anger. The kind that made him want to pull you into his arms and stake his claim with a frown.

The way your friend was smiling at you made him just want to paint it off his face.

"Ah... Y/N. Is this your current boyfriend?" Your friend forced a smile, and you didn't notice the way his eyes stayed cold. But your lover saw it.

Sometimes you forget how perceptive he truly was.

"Uhm... he's my boyfriend, yeah."

"The one who got you the lame painting for your birthday? And the note in a bottle?-" he challenged, with a mocking laugh played off as a joke.

Oh, that's it. Did this lowlife even know the value of Rafayel's work? He spent months on that piece, and this- cat, just called it lame?! He wasn't having it.

Rafayel swiftly took your bag from your friend, cutting him off.

"Sorry my gifts aren't up to your taste, but they were for my girlfriend. Not you."

With that, he pulled you along with him, leaving you stunned. At both your friend, and Rafayel's behaviour. What had gotten into them both?

"Raf! Hey! Stop!" You yelped, as Rafayel continued to drag you even when you were already outside the store and a few blocks down.

"What was that for?!"

"Is that actually your friend?"

"Yeah! You were so rude-!"

"So was he," he huffed, looking away and frowning deeply.

You paused, pressing your lips together in a disappointed thin line.

"....He was, wasn't he? He's not usually like this."

"Oh, i bet he's not. Can't you see he likes you?"

...

~Aftermath~

"Y/N, cutie..."

"...do you think my gifts were lame?"

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A/N: oop it's been prettyyy long since i posted anything even close to a one shot so here u go!! 😖😖

hope yal like it ahhh

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LADS men after they hurt you (slight angst?) [2/2] - physically on accident

!!Dialogues ahead!! (Xavier, Caleb, Zayne, Rafayel & Sylus)

...

Xavier

It's like the world was a blur, like even the universe itself couldn't comprehend what he had done. Even if it was minor. He let go immediately.

"Ow, Xavier! Let go."

"...I-"

"Did i hurt you? Let me take a look..."

"I'm fine... You just gripped my wrist a bit too tight..."

"Don't look so sorrowful... It makes it impossible to be mad at you."

"I-"

"I'm so sorry. I didn't... mean it." He looked away, eyes trained on the floor, scratching the back of his neck.

Caleb

The moment you meet his gaze with a pained expression, his whole world turns grey. He immediately lets go, and steps back.

"Caleb- L-Let go!"

"Ow..."

"I-"

"I-I'm so sorry... Pipsqueak- I..."

Watching him stumble over his words... it was a little funny.

"...Is it painful? Come, we need to get you to Skyhaven. I'll have our best doctors look at it."

"Caleb, there's no need- Okay-! Okay! I'm coming..."

Zayne

"Are you hurt? Let me see."

His eyes were solemnly inspecting your wrist, as if he had twisted it off or something.

"It's not... broken."

"I'm sorry. It hurts, doesn't it?"

"I'll just get an ice pack, it's alright, Dr. Zayne-"

Before you could even start to move, Zayne's hand became ice-cold and he held your wrist tenderly in his hand. He kept his remorseful gaze low, so you wouldn't see it.

"Better...?"

Rafayel

"Ah-! Rafayel, your flames!"

"Cutie-? Oh, oh no." He rushed to your side.

Frantically grabbing your hand that you got a burn mark on, he glanced at you, to check if you were angry. In his opinion, you should be.

"Cutie, i'm so sorry. Oh, what was i thinking? Does it hurt really bad? Let's go home, the training ground can wait!"

"Rafa, we're almost done with the level! It's not that bad!"

"You're in no condition to fight like this... We're going back, now."

Sylus

He was usually a marvellous dancer. At this particular ball, it seems, he just wasn't used to the new shoes. The tailor must've messed up the measurements, because he stepped on your foot.

"This is fun- Ow."

At the sound of your pain, his eyes widened.

"Kitten? Sorry, am i too heavy?"

"Let me see..."

"Sylus-! I can walk!"

"...i don't need to sit..."

Suddenly, you had Sylus on one knee, carefully taking off your shoe he stepped on, examining your foot.

"Is it tender, kitten?"

"...no. Can we go back to dancing now-?"

"...Sorry sweetie, we can't risk hurting you again. We'll have to go home."

He had to hide his desire to apologise like a psychopath once he had you alone, somehow.

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for some reason i am really bad at matching their personalities but! it ok

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fiend!sylus who thinks he's a monster, but mc doesn't; so when he says mc should be afraid of him and all that, she says "A monster wouldn't belong in my arms. But you, you do."

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When you mess up, and you tell them (2/2)

Part 1

╰┈➤ When you mess up, and you tell them (1/2)

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When you mess up, and you tell them

Part 2

╰┈➤ When you mess up, and you tell them (2/2)

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What lines (probably) haunt their nightmares

Zayne - "You can fix everyone but me. And yourself."

Xavier - I left her. She hates me.

Caleb - I could've fixed it.

Sylus - "She should have never trusted you"

Rafayel - "Sorry... Who are you?"

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LADS men after they hurt you (slight angst?) [1/2] - With words

!!Dialogues ahead!! (Xavier, Caleb, Zayne, Rafayel & Sylus)

(reader tries to walk away for some of them.)

Xavier

"..You really don't care how that sounded, do you?"

"Wait... Y/N?"

"That's... Not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?"

"I'll phrase it differently next time—"

"No, sorry. There.. won't be a next time. Please come back here, darling..."

Caleb

"You don't realise what you just said, do you, Caleb?"

"...I do, pipsqueak. That's the problem."

"Then why did you say it..?"

"Because I'm an idiot.."

"And?"

"...and this idiot doesn't want you to go."

Zayne

"..Zayne?"

"...you're upset."

"And what gave that away?"

"Everything... I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking."

"But you always think before you speak."

"...and that makes it worse, doesn't it?" He rubs the bridge of his nose.

"Figure it out."

"I will. And then, I'll fix it."

Rafayel

He just.. hates silence after a conflict.

"Darling..?"

"You hurt me."

"I regret it already. I'm sorry, cutie."

"That doesn't take it back."

"I should glue my mouth shut, huh?"

"No, seriously, would that help?.."

Sylus

He always gets stressed whenever he feels like you're going to leave him.

"Yeah, walk away, because that always helps, right?" He almost snapped.

"What do you want me to do, then? pretend it didn't hurt?

"..."

"No. Just.. don't go."

"... I'm sorry, sweetie. I-if you want to go... I won't stop you."

"Good. Don't."

"...But I will wait."

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Their reaction to you saying... (2/2)

Their reaction to you saying... "I could stab you right now." (2/2) - Rafayel, Caleb & Zayne ...

Rafayel

The Lemurian sat carelessly on his sofa, a book perched between his slender fingers. You stepped over to him, and sat on the sofa, perching on the edge cautiously. You gazed at him, and he put down the book, raising an eyebrow at how suspicious you were acting. "Can I help you, cutie?"

You couldn't suppress the grin on your face as you pulled his blade out from behind your back, swiftly placing the sharp tip against his chest.

"I could stab your heart right now.."

"You're... threatening me with violence? Against me? Oh, you're breaking my heart, darling!"

"I'm a lover, not a fighter," he added.

You expected a reaction, yes, but not like this. Couldn't he just... amuse you? Be a little more genuinely afraid?

"Please, have mercy! I'm a fragile fishie."

....

"But, also..."

Your raise your eyes to meet his, feeling your hand loosen around the blade, and he wrapped his smooth fingers around yours, effectively lowering the dagger.

"I'd much prefer if you didn't stab yourself, darling."

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Caleb

You glanced up, looking at the array of the newest Skyhaven weapons the Colonel was allowed to have. He left them spread on the coffee table, as he planned to get back and then organise them. You reached over and picked up a little neat dagger. Caleb would be home anytime now.

What if...

You hid by the front door, so you could ambush him.

...

The door clicked, and you held your breath, excitement coursing through your veins. Without warning, you pinned the unsuspecting Caleb against the wall, blade against his chest. "Woah, pipsqueak– What's gotten into you?" he questioned, not even flinching. A smile stayed on his face, like he didn't believe you'd hurt him.

"I could stab you, right now."

"For-?"

"Hostages don't speak,"

"...alright." He played along.

"So? What're you gonna do? I could seriously hurt you."

"...Well.. Nothing." He shrugged. "You can go ahead, pipsqueak."

"Just promise to tell me what i did wrong after, so i won't make you angry again."

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Zayne

You fiddled with a fork in the café, and tapped your feet against the flooring, restless and impatient to receive your cakes. The two of you had spent the last hour or so together, though you were still trying to figure out if it was a 'date' or just him making sure you 'ate properly'.

At some point, you squinted and pointed the fork to him, poking his chest across the small table.

"I could stab you, right now." you huffed, your leg brushing against his.

"Hm? And here I thought you liked me," he adjusted his silver glasses, a faint smile formed on his lips.

The deadpan delivery, the slight teasing that laced his tone— It was infuriating. It was.. Zayne.

"..you're impossible."

He brought his gaze down to the tabletop, and the lightest pink dusted his cheeks and coloured his ears.

"Well.. I'll allow it."

"Only if you'll bring me to the hospital, after."

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Their reaction to you saying... (1/2)

Their reaction to you saying... "I could stab you right now." (1/2) - Sylus & Xavier

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Sylus

You laid in his embrace, fiddling with the collar of his jacket, your whole weight on him as he had his nose buried in your hair. He was letting himself be calmed by the scent of your shampoo. Your hand moved to trace a line down his left pec. "I could stab your heart right now.." you began, quietly, your fingers coming to a stop in the middle of the muscle.

"Go ahead, I won't stop you," he said as he did that kind of annoyingly cocky smirk, hand tangling in your hair, like he knew you couldn't hurt him.

"..Seriously?"

"Have i ever lied to you, kitten?"

"..."

"I have a knife in my back pocket," He confessed, right eye glowing a dangerous red. Yet it didn't seem at all threatening.

"W-wait, Sylus, stop-"

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Xavier

Sitting quietly beside him in an empty train carriage, on your way home together after completing a handful of bounties. It was the perfect time to mess with him.

"You know.."

"I could stab you right now," you said, innocently, as the Xavier who was almost nodding off, lifted his heavy eyes again to gaze at you in sleepy confusion.

"H-huh..? Did you say something?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.

"I said," You cleared your throat, kind of irked he didn't hear you the first time. "I could stab you right now."

"...Oh. Yeah.. You could."

That's it? 'You could'?

"..is that all you have to say?"

"..Is there something else I should say?"

"I... nevermind." You sighed, defeated, crossing your arms and gazing to the side.

A small smile appeared on his face, and he reached a hand out to turn your head back towards him, finding your slight pout adorable. You didn't even notice you'd been pouting.

"You could.." he added on to his previous words. "...if it helps, i'll sit still for you."

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╰┈➤ Their reaction to you saying.... "I could stab you right now" (2/2) -- Rafayel, Zayne & Caleb

A/N : i thought of this at midnight and had to write this scenario hhhh

dont know if it fits the LIs buttttt

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What if… GENSHIN EDITION . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖

What if.... (Part 3/?)

Kaeya got jealous of you hanging around Diluc?

It was an odd pair to see. The reserved boss of Dawn Winery and the slightly chattier Y/N. Diluc was distant and often unapproachable with his signature frown and monotone voice— yet strangely enough, he was surprisingly easy to open up to when you had the chance to talk.

Considering your partner, the ever-charming Calvary Captain Kaeya, silver-tongued with a remarkable knack for getting people to tell him things, seeing you enjoy your conversations with Diluc was unusual, to say the least. The brothers were polar opposites; one sociable and charming, while the other was cool and aloof. Yet they had one thing in common– their habit of hiding their true emotions.

Somehow, you got along with them both, despite their difference in personalities.

Tonight, you placed a glass back onto the damp coaster with "Angel's Share" printed on it. You were intently listening to Diluc recount an experience with a particularly difficult Abyss creature in a voice that lacked all emotion.

Unbeknownst to you, the Calvary Captain had sauntered in, hoping to 'accidentally' find a man suspected of withholding information related to his recent mission. He froze at the doorway, eyes narrowing at the sight of his beloved and Diluc together at a small round table.

"Ah, there you are." Kaeya drawled, an arm snaking around your shoulders. The fur that adorned his attire tickled your neck. The mission could wait— he had something more urgent to deal with.

"K-Kaeya!" You exclaimed, startled but happy to see him. "Why're you-"

"Didn't think I'd find my favourite person here, so cozy with the wine boss,"

"Don't cut me off. Why're you here? You said you had to work overtime." You frowned, puffing out your cheeks, glancing up at the unfairly handsome man. 'Oh.. Well, I just thought I'd find something interesting here tonight.."

 He turned to Diluc with a pointed grin.

Diluc’s gaze didn’t waver. “Relax, Kaeya. We’re having a normal conversation.”

Kaeya’s smile tightened, his gloved hand lingering a moment too long on your shoulder. “I do hope you're not boring her with another boring story, Diluc."

Diluc sighed, clearly unamused. “Not everything is a competition, Kaeya. Relax.”

"Don't flatter yourself," Kaeya smoothly interrupted, his words aimed to insult but with his honeyed tone, they sounded almost harmless. "And I am perfectly relaxed, though I do appreciate the sentiment."

Though, if it were a competition, Kaeya would win it all too easily. You thought.

Diluc just rubbed the bridge of his nose with a gloved thumb and index, closing his eyes and biting back a retort. "If you're just here to disrupt the peace, don't bother-"

Before you could protest, Kaeya gently tugged you off the chair and steered you toward the bar of the tavern.

“Kaeya, what are you-”

“Making sure my partner isn’t stolen right out from under my nose,” he said, cutting you off with a sharp smirk. But the way his hand hovered at your lower back hinted at his possessiveness.

You frowned. “Are you seriously jealous of Diluc?”

“Jealous?” His laugh was low and dismissive, though his jaw tightened. “Me? That’s absurd.”

"You didn't need to hover like that,"

"Hover? I was just enjoying the atmosphere. Not that you'd understand... the atmosphere down there for shorties like you is quite different, isn't it?" He teased, trying to subconsciously brush off your words about his jealousy, to avoid a serious conversation.

"Right,” you said, giving him a knowing smile, ignoring his teasing. “It wouldn’t have anything to do with Diluc, would it?”

Kaeya chuckled, his smirk unfaltering. “Why would it? I’ve no reason to be bothered by such things.” He continued, taking your hand in his, casually intertwining his fingers with yours.

You didn’t press further, only leaning closer as you whispered, “You’re cute when you’re jealous.”

His step faltered, but he recovered quickly, tilting his head with a low laugh. “Am I now? I’ll have to remember that.”

Though he brushed it off, the satisfied gleam in his eye told you he wasn’t upset about you noticing.

"How about I buy you a drink to apologise for my little... outburst?" he tilted his head to the side, his blue hair flopping over in a certain way. You laughed, the sound lingering in his ears like a melody he yearned to hear all the time.

"Lead the way, Captain."

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Hope you enjoyed!!

Previously :

╰┈➤ Part 2 (What if Scaramouche ignored you after an argument?)

Next:

╰┈➤ Part 4 [coming soon] (What if—..)

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When they get jealous (HCs)

Rafayel (1/4)

- He's not afraid to show you how affected he is by it

- he absolutely will complain and believes you're abandoning him

- a dehydrated fish, 'drying out'

- when you get irritated by the pouty whining he'll apologise

- will subtly bring up your past together as a silent plea to not leave him

- he exaggerates what happened that made him jealous for sympathy points

- doesn't mean whatever he says about you going to leave him— would rather paint an ugly picture and sign it than have you more than 3 feet away from him.

- take care of him pls (he says with watery eyes ☹️)

Sylus (2/4)

- Jealous? No, not him.

- Definitely not him.

- acts like he was just concerned about his kitten's safety, thats why he's brooding around with Mephisto on his shoulder

- when in reality he's afraid you're gonna leave him.

- will not let go of your hand after the incident for at least a week

- insists you wear the brooch he gave you every day after that— wear it in your hair if you have to— even if it doesn't match

- wants it to be the first thing you tell people about when you meet them

- in his head, it goes: "hi. look at this thing my lover gave me. Yeah, blocks them"

Zayne (3/4)

- it's him. he's jealous.

- you can't accept gifts from guys. that's a no no.

- if you do happen to accept something while he's not there, trust me, he'll find out

- he will mail the gift back to the sender with a polite restraining order

- if you get upset with him for it, he will just smile at you and pet your head. He's already prepared for it. He took an off-day to spend time with you. He knows his little hunter is smart enough to realise he sent the gift back.

- he doesnt mind listening to you scold and berate him, only occasionally giving you some intelligent-ass remark or response that forces you to pause

- his remark will make you get more pissed at him and scold him more indignantly

- to be honest, he does it on purpose. He just likes to hear your voice.

Xavier (4/4)

- sulk. sulk. sulk. that's all that's on his mind

- he's clueless on how else to respond. you surely can't expect him to actually be upfront about his feelings, right? it's much easier to just wait for his adorable star to comfort him.

- and it makes him feel better when he knows you can tell when he's upset— and you don't tell him how obvious he is either

- he thinks he hides it well, actually. And he'll regard you as a really good significant other because you know what he's feeling

- he has a low tolerance for jealousy, so after a few times of this in succession, sprinkling him with affection isn't enough to stop his sulking

- will take his anger out on anything other than you

- wishes he could punch the other man/men in the face

- why do people need to be spared if they're as dangerous as wanderers?

- dangerous as in going to steal his beloved's heart, of course. in his opinion, thats worse than a wanderer.

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POV: You spend time with a guy "behind their back." (Part 4/4)

(reader is NOT cheating!!)

ft. Jealousy, fluff

Xavier

You smiled at your phone, a bunch of shopping bags in hand, after a night out with your recently acquired friend. Your fingers moved swiftly across the screen, sending a string of typo-filled messages, all while fiddling hopelessly with your keys back to your apartment. Your fingerprint sensor recently just broke, forcing you to return to being old-fashioned with keys. An abrupt reply out of nowhere caught you off guard and you laughed too loudly to even try to cover it up. Luckily, there was nobody outside their homes on your floor, so you could spare yourself some awkward glances.

As your door finally clicked, unlocking, you heaved a sigh of relief as you set down the shopping bags, finally feeling blood flowing unrestricted to your arms again.

"You're home." A calming voice made you jump, dropping your keys onto the floor.

'Xavier-!" You yelped, slightly shaken, but coming back to your senses as you caught your phone from joining your keys on the floor. You saw him standing there in your living room, expression unreadable. Embarrassed, you hurriedly picked up the offending keys, shoving them onto the counter.

'Why- Uhm.. Why are you in my apartment?" you asked, your voice faltering.

"You didn't tell me Blair was a boy," he ignored your question, approaching you. His tone was neutral, but the pending frown on his face gave him away, making you want to smooth it back with your thumb. You looked at him with a confused look, before shrugging it off, leaving your shopping by the door.

"Yeah. I thought it was pretty obvious-" you answered, moving towards your living room to sink down into your armchair.

"So the whole time you've been having lunch, and dinners with him, receiving travel gifts from him, and he was a boy?"

"I never said he was a girl," you clarified, knowing Xavier was going to start moping again in a minute if you didn't clear it up. You didn't want know how long he'd been here—in your home, already sulking over it before you came home.

"Yes, but you would've told me... Unless you didn't want me to find out."

"Xav, why would I hide something so trivial from you?"

"...Well Obviously it wasn't trivial to you, that's why you hid it from me." He stated, his blue gaze on the floor, like a kicked puppy, as he dragged a stool over to sit in front of your armchair.

"I didn't mean to 'hide' anything from you. I'm sorry you thought of it that way but-"

"Do you like him?" He asked, bluntly, but with his gaze not meeting yours, you could tell he was reluctant to hear your answer. It was like he was fully expecting you to say you did, reveal you were engaged and discard him to be with Blair. The thought both frightened and irked him. "What? No! Of course not! Why would you even think that?"

"...."

Xavier didn't say anything at first, but he opened a hand, conjuring a small little light flower. The light danced entrancingly in his palm. He got up, leaning down towards you in your armchair, and he was so close to your face that you held your breath, eyes wide. His somewhat pouty, sulking expression was almost too much. And the way he was kind of menacingly just.. staring at you, trying to conceal the angry storm inside.

But all he did was put the flower in your hair.

With gentle hands, he lifted your chin to meet his gaze, the stern expression previously on his face softened slightly. You could've sworn his eyes seemed deeper than you last saw them. Like they were trying to consume you.

"...He can't do that. Can he?"

You swallowed, feeling his presence almost pinning you to the chair. It didn't help that he slammed his hands on the arm-rest, his knee resting on the seat, caging you in. Your voice came out, barely audible, like a mumble. "..no.."

"..then don't leave me behind," he clenched a fist, the other hand not so loosely grabbing the cushion. You reached out and cradled his face in your hands, feeling his warm skin against your palms.

"...I don't need to fight for your attention.. do i?"

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Previously :

╰┈➤ Zayne (Part 3/4), Sylus (Part 2/4), Rafayel (Part 1/4)

A/N: ahhh to anyone named Blair—it's entirely a coincidence 😭

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POV: You spend time with a guy "behind their back." (Part 3/4)

(reader is NOT cheating!!)

ft. Jealousy, fluff,

𝒵𝒶𝓎𝓃𝑒

3pm. Your upcoming consultation with Dr. Zayne was in about...15 minutes, give or take if he wasn't too busy with a troublesome patient. You sat in the waiting room of Akso hospital, fiddling with your fingers, waiting for your appointment with the surgeon.

"Y/N! Hey, hey... Long time no see!" The cheerful voice of your colleague pulled you from the mindless gazing around the room you had been doing. You straightened out your shirt, not wanting to look sloppy in front of an acquaintance.

"Oh, hey..!' Your lips played into a smile, quickly taking in your friend's appearance. You noticed a small box of exquisite chocolates in his hand, and they had a cute ribbon tied to it, like a gift. "Who's the lucky girl?" You teased, eyeing the box.

"Ah.. They're just for you. Don't think so much about it.. Didn't know what you liked– and I know I missed your birthday. Sorry about that." He answered sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck, eyes on the polished floor.

'Oh- me? That's sweet. Thank you so much-" you said, touched by the gesture. You were just about to take the chocolate from him, when an authoritative voice rang out.

"She can't have them."

Huh?

You raised your head, averting your gaze to the direction the familiar voice had come from. Your friend looked up, puzzled, arm still outstretched to give you the box, pausing mid-way. You blinked in confusion.

"Dr. Zayne?"

"Sorry.. who is this?" Your friend's confused voice echoed your own perplexed remark.

"I'm her doctor," He replied coolly, expression somewhere between subtle annoyance and false politeness. He placed himself a little between you and your coworker, effectively joining the little exchange. Your friend's outstretched arm fell to his side, the chocolate box hanging loosely in his grip.

"Is she sick? Y/N, are you allergic? I'm so sorry-"

"No- no, I'm not." You quickly clarified, not wanting to tell an untruth to someone who you didn't meet too long ago. The man tried to hand you the box again after your confirmation, only to be blocked by Zayne.

"She can't have sugar.. You'll have to keep them." Zayne used a gloved hand to push the chocolate box back firmly towards the other man, his words telling him one thing, but his eyes were telling a different story.

"She says she's fine, though." Your friend tilted his head, obviously skeptical.

"Sorry. Doctor's orders."

After a moment, you sighed, defeated, shifting in your seat to make eye contact with your friend. Apologetically, you shook your head. "Uhm.. You should go, I'll see you another day."

At a loss of what to do, he heeded your advice and nodded, bidding an awkward goodbye to you and Zayne before heading out of the hospital.

"What was that about?" you frowned, standing up.

"Your health."

"Really? Well then, I'm sure everything is alright now." Your eyes narrowed, tone sarcastic, moving to look Zayne in the eye. He turned around to face you. 'You can't just do that," you added.

He didn't respond, expression softening, though his posture remained unyielding. He gestured for you to follow him to his office for your consult. You first wanted to refuse, and not follow until he apologised or something, but you also wanted to have the freedom to chide him.

"I 'can't have sugar'? Aren't we going to a dessert café right after your shift?" You replied, trailing behind him.

"It's different."

"How?"

"I'll supervise whatever you consume."

You realised it was quite impossible to argue with Zayne a long time ago— this man could be so very stubborn if he wanted to. Like an unmoving ice wall.

"You could've let me handle it-"

"I could've," he acknowledged. "But that would have also included you accepting the gift."

You sighed, shaking your head, though a small, fluttery feeling bubbled up in your chest despite your annoyance. “Zayne, you can’t just scare off everyone who gives me a gift.”

“I didn’t scare him,” Zayne said defensively, his voice lowering as he leaned in slightly. “I just… prioritised your health."

"Right.. because doctor's orders.." You mocked lightly.

"I did him a favour. He just doesn't know it yet." He answered nonchalantly, pushing open the door to his office, letting you in. You took a seat on his little sofa.

"A favour?" You repeated incredulously, raising a brow. "For what, exactly?"

"To not waste his time on someone he can't have." Zayne sounded calm, casually adjusting the stethoscope into his ear, pressing the cold chest piece over your heart. After a minute, he removed it. "It's fast,"

"What?"

"Your heart. But there's no fluctuation. Still, would be safer if I conducted a quick test."

"You're being ridiculous.. You can't scare off my colleague then proceed like nothing happened-!" you complained, but not resisting when his fingers lightly pushed against your shoulder, lowering you to lay on the sofa. He pushed up his glasses, expression unchanged, raising his eyes to look at you.

"Consider this an official prescription then: No accepting gifts from other men." He had a little smile on his face, like he was very happy with himself.

"...Why do I put up with you?" you asked, exasperated.

"..Because you know I'll always take care of you."

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧༶

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╰┈➤ Xavier (Part 4/4)

Previously :

╰┈➤ Sylus (Part 2/4)

[veggiesxxx]

POV: You spend time with a guy "behind their back." (Part 2/4)

(reader is NOT cheating!!)

ft. Jealousy, fluff,

Sylus

Your phone buzzed, interrupting your conversation with your friend.

"And then, it started charging up it's attack-"

"Ugh, sorry. Somebody's spamming me." you mumbled, rolling your eyes, reaching to turn your phone over on the table, screen face down so you wouldn't have to look at the relentless messages.

"As I was saying-"

You tried to continue, only to hear your notifications blow up even faster, the buzzing incessant. You were convinced that if you didn't reply, your phone would combust in the middle of the café.

"Sorry. I've got to check this," you sighed, picking up your phone, lazily going to see who was the contact spamming you relentlessly.

"Sweetie who is that." "Is he bothering you?" "sweetie?" "Are you hurt? is he threatening you." "Y/N." "If u dont reply im coming over" "Why did you turn ur phone around." "Kitten who is he?"

Scrolling through the barrage of texts, your brows furrowed, immediately becoming suspicious. Sylus? How did...

You looked up, gazing intently at any pipes on the ceiling or dark corners a certain mechanical spy could be hiding. Knowing Sylus, and what to look for, it made finding the problematic Mephisto a lot easier. Your frown deepened, as the bird noticed you glaring at it. As if sensing your glare, the robot flapped its wings, cawing loudly. A customer walked into the café at that moment, and the bird cawed a final time, making it's presence known, returning your glare before taking the chance to fly out the open door before the owner chased it out. Poor man who walked in had to duck the diving 'bird' as it soared into whatever shadows outside.

After witnessing that 'spectacle', you turned your attention back to the phone in your hands, immediately tapping your thumbs on the screen, sending a reply to the spammer.

"Sylus? Why are you suddenly spying on me- in Linkon??" "I saw Mephisto. How long have you been watching me?" "No! Don't come!! I'm fine!"

You started to panic, heart sinking, frantically texting back so Sylus didn't appear and do something drastic-

"It's a bit too late for that, kitten. look up."

'What-?" You didn't get to snap out of the baffled daze before you felt a hand on your shoulder, and a rather threatening, unmistakable presence towering over you. You froze up, embarrassed that he was having this fit in front of your friend.

You glanced up at the Onychinus's big boss, your gaze following his— which was locked dangerously onto the man sitting opposite you.

"Sweetie, let's go." He snapped his eyes back onto you, his voice laced with not-so-subtle possessiveness and suppressed irritation, not leaving much room for argument. Sylus was obviously in one of his 'fits'.

Sighing, you shook your head in exasperation, getting up. You quickly apologised to your friend, shooting him a "sorry about him" glance. Sylus didn't wait for your pleasantries to be exchanged. In his eyes, getting you away from the other man was something to be done immediately.

Once outside the café, pulled by the hand, you confronted Sylus for his abrupt interruption of your peaceful lunch. "Seriously? You couldn't have waited for my answer? I replied in less than 5 minutes..."

"You turned the phone over." He asserted, like it was some important evidence. He crossed his arms over his chest, raising an eyebrow, not a hint of any teasing smirk on his face. This was serious, you noted mentally. In your head, it wasn't a big deal– he'd seen you flip the phone over multiple times when notifications became too annoying– but if he actually felt that this situation was significant...

"I did. Still, you know it's nothing- I do it all the time."

"Not to me. You always answer."

That.. was true. You never did ignore his messages.

"But you turned me away. For him." He continued, and you could swear you've never seen him so serious. Never.. not since your first meeting. "I thought something happened." his voice was low, however, it couldn't hide the trace of vulnerability. Like he was trying to pretend he was this concerned because he thought you were unsafe with an unarmed man, rather than just afraid of losing you.

"Nothing happened, I'm fine, Sylus." you murmured, putting your hand over his, uncrossing his arms for him. You gently squeezed his hand, not really wanting to let him off the hook yet. "He's my friend. Just a friend,"

"Friend or not. He can't have what's mine.'

Your cheeks flushed, not expecting him to express or even acknowledge his own feelings so openly. You didn't look up at him, and he was glad for that- so he could hide his red ears.

"Overprotective, much?"

His solemn eyes raised, missing their usual glimmer of mirth, meeting yours, tilting his head, and a piece of his hair bobbed against his forehead.

“Call it what you want, sweetie. I'll always be here to watch over you.”

Despite yourself, you couldn’t help but smile. As infuriating as Sylus could be, his unwavering devotion had a way of making you feel safe—even when he went overboard.

“Fine, fine,” you gave in with a sigh. “But next time, just call me instead of sending your creepy bird, or yourself.”

Sylus’ smirk came back faintly, more like a relieved smile. “No promises.”

"I'm proud of you, though, kitten. You spotted Mephisto faster than I thought you would. How'd you learn that?"

"Yeah.. because all pipes have glowing red eyes.." you said, sarcasm slipping out.

"...Wait. Did you say next time?" His gaze grew more intense, eyeing you down.

"No next time. I'll snap his neck." He hissed, gripping your hand tighter in his.

"You keep those sharp eyes on me, sweetie. Where they belong."

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧༶

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╰┈➤ Zayne/Xavier (Part 3/4) -voted below-

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╰┈➤ Rafayel (Part 1/4)

A/N: I don't know if this is too long lmao

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[veggiesxxx]

POV: You spend time with a guy "behind their back." (Part 1/4)

(reader is NOT cheating!!)

Ft. Jealousy, Sulking (give him some love)

Rafayel

So, he trusts you implicitly. Unless persuaded otherwise. And it's pretty easy to convince him of something. Especially when he can't tell the informant that they're just overthinking something his darling did. Especially when he can't rationalise to himself. Especially when they just tell him: "Oh. Y/N? I saw her talking with some guy clad in a suit and tie. In the city." There. None of Thomas' speculations or anything. Just plain facts. That, he can never argue against.

That's how he ended up here, anyways. Pouting, sulking, refusing to speak to you as he sat crossly on his plush sofa.

"Raf? What's going on?" You asked, exasperated, for the 800th time.

"Don't act innocent. You know what you did." He stated, almost menacingly, and even you began to doubt yourself. Did you do something you were unaware of? Did you have some plans you forgot about, today? Did you make him wait? No... you were sure your calendar was empty for today.

"What did I do, please, enlighten me," you raised an eyebrow, standing in front of the sulking artist. He crossed his arms, not looking at you. He wasn't happy, you could tell.

"Where were you today?"

"...In the city? I told you, I had a day off. I went to run some errands for Tara-"

"You're still lying to me! That's why I'm mad! You were out with a guy!" He insisted, interrupting you. "All while I'm kept in the dark about your little trips. I bet he bought you flowers and booked your wedding venue too," he added, obviously exaggerating, but he didn't seem to think he was being any dramatic.

"Raf, what on Earth are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about! Thomas said the guy gave you- Well I don't remember, but you were, and I quote, 'clearly interested' in him." He laid on the sofa like a dead fish, on his back. You thought he was definitely going to start floating too, if you didn't do something to stop this seemingly endless, and wordy cycle of self-destruction.

"You don't love me anymore.. fine! Go be with the bastard.. Leave this poor fishie here to dry out and die..-" he complained, putting his hand over his forehead, looking petulant, facing the sofa backrest. Suddenly, it clicked. You didn't talk to any guys today.. except for that-

"Rafayel!" You raised your voice, exasperated.

"He was an employer for Ever. He was looking for someone with experience with the N1-09 zone. He gave me an entry pass to the lab-.. NOT FLOWERS!"

Rafayel scrutinised your expression, trying to see if you were lying to him. But the genuine exasperation and growing frustration in your gaze told him to believe you or things wouldn't end well.

"..oh" He looked more bashful now, having the decency to sit back up, and clear his throat.

"heh...sorry darling."

"...Don't talk to me." You turned your head, refusing to meet his gaze now. How could he not trust you? "Hey.. no need to be rash.. Darlinggg..!" He exclaimed, alarmed, giving you 'fishie-eyes', trying to make it up to you.

"Cutie..." He hugged you from behind, pressing his chest to your back, resting his head on yours. It made you go warm. How could anyone expect you to resist going soft when he called you that?

"...asshole." you mumbled, relenting.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧༶

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╰┈➤ Xavier/Zayne/ Sylus (Part 2/4) -voted below-

A/N: if u liked it pls leave a note I'll have them for dinner