Gross. [Reverse! Harem x Reincarnated! Male! Reader]

C. 19

While usually when you got ready there was person after person both dressing you and sometimes doing your makeup but when you're not as important, there was only one person and thankfully it wasn't Abel, who had been yanked off of you by a disappointed Damien. It was instead a lean male, fair skin, who seemed a little too happy to dress you.

"Hello sir, I'm Blaise Huxley."

He had a slight stammer, though it was quite common among most of the working class. He didn't have any oddities about him, black hair, brown eyes, and just a simple scar going from his cheekbone to somewhere underneath his shirt. He was the only help you've seen, aside from Damien but after his episode this morning you didn't want to think about him, that didn't have swirling eyes or sharp teeth.

"It's nice to meet you, Blaise. You don't have to call me sir, I'm Y/n."

"Nice to meet you too, sir Y/n."

He tilted his head and smiled, eyes closing as he does so. You let out a sigh. Without saying another word, he guides you to your closet, which you hadn't noticed until now, and he quickly goes through every item you had. You barely saw him move, he was very fast, opening your drawers and shuffling through your clothes. You're soon hit in the face by a shirt, then pants, socks and underclothes soon follow, and as you take them off your face, you see shoes flying towards you as well but Blaise's hand stops them.

"I'm sorry sir, please, let me take those from you."

He picks everything he had thrown to you up, and he folds them expertly. His hands quickly go to your shirt but, even if he wasn't Abel, you push his hands off of you. You weren't exactly comfortable with someone else touching you if you didn't know them too well, asides from the doctor you had met yesterday. He had given off a calming and friendly aura, and you felt as if you could trust him. Though, you did feel calm with Abel.

"Is something wrong?"

"I'm sorry, I just feel uncomfortable."

He smiles, nodding.

"Oh, that's nothing to be sorry about. I understand. Would you prefer for me to leave? If so, I'd have to do your makeup now."

You nod and he quickly pulls out quite a large amount of eyeliner and face powder, where on earth was he hiding those? You sit, watching him pull out a blue-liner, bright colours were smiled upon when-

Oh.

Oh no.

Is that a blade in his stomach?

He was bleeding, staring down at the steel embedded into his body. He was crying. So were you. You were scared, he was even more scared.

He soon drops to his knees, his upper half leaning against your legs, covering below your thigh in drips of blood and tear. You saw Damien behind him, who walked over and started pulling his blade out of his body, Blaise went limp though you could still feel him crying onto your legs. The knight keeps a cold face, bringing the blade up and-

Blood covered your legs and the souls of Damien's shoes.

The red-head reaches over the corpse, gripping your chin strongly and making sure you look at him, his eyes not showing any emotion except absolute hatred.

"I hope you didn't know he was a spy, or I'll have to kill you too."

You're so light-headed, you feel like your going to throw up.

You faint.

"What the hell did you do Damien?!"

"I got rid of a spy."

"You also scared Mr. Handsome."

"Shut the fuck up Abel!"

"Hey, he's waking up. Quiet down."

Two pairs of hands are on your body, one pair on your legs, lifting them up slightly, and the other pair towelling the sweat off your body. You don't want to wake up, you don't want to see the knight. You use to trust Abel, you use to trust Damien, who would betray you next?

"Hey, It's just me and Venus, we can't let anyone else in until you say so."

You, though very reluctantly, open your eyes, seeing a pair of yellow and black. He smiles, this was Caelum, pretty purple hair.

"Okay, you're awake, good. Now, you were out for a few minutes which isn't great, so I want you to answer some questions for me, okay?"

You let out a little noise, feeling your legs being placed down, and another pair of yellow eyes meet your vision.

"You need to be vocal, okay?"

"Okay."

A larger smile reaches his face, the towel on your face taken off, replaced by a colder wet cloth. It wasn't too freezing though, thankfully.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Y/n L/n."

"Good, good. Do you remember my name?"

"Caelum... Hydrous?"

"Yeah. Venus, tell them Y/n will have to stay in the hospital wing for a while, I don't think he's in perfect condition."

"He answered it right, he should be fine."

"Venus, he hit his head as he fell, he should stay longer."

You hear an annoyed sigh, heavy steps, and the opening as well as closing of a door. Your head hurt, you were thinking too much. You needed a nap.

You start to fall asleep but hands quickly go to your shoulders and stern words of telling you to stay awake. You're forced to stay awake but it's not too bad, you don't really remember why you're in the hospital wing though. Hey wait, didn't Damien do something?