𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒。 black clover

79; ᴢᴇɴᴏɴ ᴢᴏɢʀᴀᴛɪs ☾ ✹

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last truce
—jiwhan kim

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zenon zogratis x childish!fem!reader
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warning: i cant write help
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Rise and shine; a brand new day has come. The usual party of cloud loomed across the sky, pouring the eternal white purity to fall upon the earth in cascades of ices. It was a typical cold morning, yet it was warm within the castle.

Within a room, laid someone in bed. Their eyes closed in deep infatuation and relishing exhaustion into a set of new energy. Laying atop the soft white bed, holding a pillow close to their chest; they let out a soft noise of exhales.

It has been a very tiring week. Pushing the thoughts aside, he was just glad that he could find her safe and sound. Who is this man, really? It is none other than Zenon Zogratis.

He turned over to the sides, unconsciously thinking that a certain someone will be by his side. Abandoning the white pillow, he drifted his hand to wrap themselves around the someone he trusted fully. But to no avail, he finds out that there was no one in bed.

The cold bed made him flutter his eyes open immediately, pushing away the sleep on his eyes as he sat up to find himself alone in bed. Scruffing his forehead, creases began to appear in remorse. His eyes travelled along with the room, in search of the female.

  

"(y/n)?" He moved out of the bed, heading towards the closet and bathroom after finding her coat still draped on the nearby leather couches. Opening past the door, he ruffled his hair in agitation.

There he saw the female getting ready early in the morning. The clock showed that it was five in the morning, just what was she thinking? "Why are you up so early...?"

   

She glanced over to the door, finding the finely built male standing shirtless and awaken, and leaning to the side. The exhaustion was all clear as day. The clear silhouette of the candles shading past every angle of undulate what he possesses. Humming a respond, she smiled to the mirror as to face him.

"Where are you going?" He asked, crossing his arms by his chest, waiting for a response, patiently and eagerly. He was persistent, especially by how she was getting ready. It felt like he was implying the fact that she didn't know what she was doing.

"The nearby town? With you. Why?"

   

Sighing a respond, he grumbled. "We've talked about this. Just what are you wearing?" Her attire was all so revealing, especially in the winter cold. He knew she'll never be bothered by the cold, but he's quite bothered at the fact she was wearing such things.