Three Houses Reader Inserts

Damsel-in-distress (Hilda x Reader)

Requested by Khalidfe3hsmaid

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"Y/N! Y/N! Open up!"

"Hm...?" you walked to the door of your room, opening it sleepily. Almost immediately, the sleepiness was startled out of you as you watched a pink blur run inside and lock your door.

"Phew!" exclaimed Hilda, "You are a life saver, hun!"

"What's going on?" you asked walking calmly back to your bed.

Hilda sighed dramatically and plopped herself down on the bed beside you.

Hilda then went on a lengthy explanation, accompanied by interjected excuses. Apparently, the Professor had asked Claude and her to help out washing the dishes after dinner was done. Being who she was, Hilda pawned off the workload entirely onto Claude. You knew Claude was one of the few people that saw through Hilda's manipulation to avoid working, so you figured he had just not minded.

But, apparently, Claude is a useless dishwasher. A couple of plates ended up chipped, three shattered completely, and half the kitchen was covered in water and suds.

The Professor said Hilda had been assigned to help Claude for exactly that reason, to which Hilda responded,

"How was I supposed to know! It's not like I would have to any better."

She also didn't want to ruin her nails, but she had kept that to herself, only now telling you.

So, now, Hilda was "forced" to seek shelter in your room, because the entire kitchen staff, the Professor and Seteth were fuming.

"And then they told me to I had to clean up Claude's mess. By myself!"

You looked at her and sighed, you were pretty used to Hilda's antics by now.

"How did you get away from the Professor?" you asked genuinely. You'd seen Byleth run around the Monastery; chills ran up you spine just thinking about it.

Hilda giggled, "Oh, that!" she sat up straight as she answered, "I said I had to go use little ladies' room and that I would be right back."

You glared at her, "Hilda!"

She threw her hands up in defense, "What did you expect me to do? Clean the entire kitchen by myself? It's Claude who made the mess!"

You pinched the bridge of your nose and let out a long sigh. There was no used arguing. Even if there was, you wouldn't be successful. Sure, you knew perfectly well how to identify Hilda's manipulation, but... Let's just say, you had a soft stop for the pink-haired girl.

Already knowing what came next, you spoke before Hilda could answer, "Fine. You can hide out here until this blows over..."

Hilda jumped up and hugged you, "Yes! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Hilda, having tackled you, ended up almost siting on your lap.

You tried to hide your subtle blush and gently push Hilda off, "It's fine. Just don't make a habit of it alright? I know your not some helpless damsel-in-distress."

Hilda shifted her position so that she was pretty much straddling you. Judging by the fake, innocent smile on her face, she knew exactly what she was doing.

"Oh, but I love it when you're my knight-in-shining-armor!"

You tried to look away and protest but before you could, Hilda connected her lips with yours. Your blush intensified while Hilda just laughed.

"Besides, if I didn't hide out here all the time, I wouldn't get to spend so much time with you!"

She hugged you and, in your flustered state, you lost your balance. You both ended up lying on your back on the bed.

You looked at each other and laughed, both your faces red.