(Y/n) had not gotten used to the idea that some servants insisted on bathing her themselves. Of course, they were always female and tried to make her more comfortable during the strange act, but she felt as though she would never get used to the idea of it. Rather, she couldn't help but press her arms around her chest in an effort to hide her form. Her shyness often made many of them coo at her, her cheeks glowing red in embarrassment.
She had learned it was a common thing since ancient times for nobility and more powerful families to be bathed by servants. That being said, it wasn't something she was comfortable with. It seemed like a flaunt of power which was hardly comfortable. She would have much rather bathed herself, but for some reason or another, they would never let her. At the very least they would insist on being in the bathroom with her.
Still, when they assisted her in scrubbing her back, she felt as though she was in paradise. The younger girl was not able to reach so comfortably towards her own backside, and when they scrubbed at it and made it nice and clean, she gave a look of delight. While she would hardly become less tense from it, still covering herself as best as she could, it was a plus to having a personal assistant.
When she finished with her bath, the maid accompanying her escorted her to Shota's bedroom. She was given a spotless grey nightgown and her hair was placed up in a gentle braid. And in the midst of being further prepared for bed, the door opened at a leisurely pace, showing the red-haired male with a confused expression. He gripped at something in his hand and paced over to the younger girl.
"I hate to interrupt your work," he hummed, directing his statement to the maid, "but could I have a few moments alone with her?"
"It's no problem at all, Master Shota. If I may, I was about to give the young miss a massage. The events of the day must have given her tense muscles. Should I have someone come to treat you as well?"
"No, I'll be quite fine. Thank you for thinking of me though. You have my gratitude."
The maid smiled wide, giving a courtesy to the male before exiting promptly. There was some kind of pride in making the red-haired male give a pleased expression. (Y/n) hummed at the thought, the sound echoing out of her with a kind of emptiness or hollowness. However, it soon turned to something of surprise when his hand caressed her cheek. It was slightly different from the way he touched her before, his hand all but shaking in desperation or fear.
Her eyes softened both in curiosity and interest, her heart almost skipping a beat. She all but cursed it for doing such a thing when she hadn't yet figured out her feelings. At least, not in that current life she was living. The eyes she saw out of noted everything as new and strange, but she supposed, with the touch he gave her, it didn't mean it was necessarily unwelcome. On the contrary, it made her feel all warm inside.
"I have a gift," the male smiled shyly, his cheeks a mellow hue of salmon as he showed her the necklace in the palm of his hand.
The thing was clearly custom-made, expensive, and luxurious. She was certain he spared no expense in procuring it, but for some reason, it made her feel unsettled. As she reached out and caressed it, she felt nothing unique from it, but she assumed she must have known it in her past life. The rose gold that made up the key pendant was shimmering and polished to perfection, exhibiting her reflection. Although, as she looked closer, it seemed the gold was so pure that it distorted her image. With her image, the gold darkened as if she stood in its way of reflecting light. She tilted her head at it before taking her wavering hand back in uncertainty.
"What? Do...do you not...not like it, perhaps?" the male stuttered, pleading with her to take it, "I assure you, it's of the finest quality!"
"I don't doubt that it is...It just gives me a strange feeling."
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Prisoner's Conviction (Yandere Detective x Reader x Yandere Heirs)
Romansa(Y/n) woke in a room without her memory, knowing only what she was told by a redhead who was incredibly dedicated to her. She was told her family and friends abandoned her, she was left for dead, and that she was engaged to him. He gave her whatever...
