Twisted Wonderland X Reader

Courting | Lilia X Reader

Summary: You had no idea you were being courted, I mean it wouldn't be the first time Night Raven had a ghost problem!

Pairing: Lilia X Reader

Pronouns: None used/gender neutral

[A/n]: For a witch I know an incredibly small amount about fae but it's fine, rocking with it anyways

The past few weeks had been rough on you, having to already deal with the antics of your friends as well as school, you cherished your free time. Though it had rather quickly become spoiled by some unruly ghost, at least that's who you believed it to be.

You were oftentimes finding small gifts or notes left behind by seemingly no one. When you would step out of the shower there would be messy words scrawled into the fog on the mirrors, there were small trinkets left on your desk or bed when your back was turned, and when you woke after a long night you would find water on your nightstand. You had taken to writing down every message left for you, so as not to forget, and all the trinkets left behind, mostly colorful buttons or shiny beads, had been stored in a small box atop your desk. Not knowing who was leaving the water made you hesitant to drink it, but the plants in your windows were always grateful for a small drink.

"(Y/n)! You're up early today!" Lilia, who seemed to be in an extra cheery mood today, greeted you in the Hall of Mirrors.

"Ah hello Lilia, and yeah I had to wake up a bit earlier than usual today. I promised Professor Crewel that I would help gather ingredients for next week's classes in order to get extra credit." You greeted the fae with a gentle smile, enlightening him to your tiring plans for the day.

"Say, what are you doing up this early? I know the fae don't necessarily sleep and all but I don't think many others are awake at this hour." It was when you gave him a quick once over that you noticed him holding something behind his back.

"Ah, I was just off to grab something for one of the dorm mates. They weren't sure where to find it so I offered to grab it for them!" You had a feeling whatever he had grabbed was what was hidden behind his back, but you didn't want to pry. So with a wish of a good day, you were off.

Helping Professor Crewel had taken longer than you had anticipated, some of the items needed apparently were not easy to obtain and posed quite a challenge. Regardless you were all the more eager to return to your room and rest, a shower could wait till tomorrow morning. Upon returning though, you took note of the cup of water as well as the sealed container of food placed on top of your desk.

"Odd, I don't remember asking anyone to bring me anything, or anyone saying that they had left something." You checked your phone just in case you had somehow missed a message, but everything was how you remembered it to be. The container of food had a note resting on its lid though, maybe that would tell who had left it.

"I'm told you are quite fond of this meal and decided to grab some from the cafe for you, skipping meals isn't good for your health!" The note was written in an oddly father-like manner, despite that, you were still interested in the food. Whoever had written the note was right about you liking the contents, it had been a favorite of yours but had been hard to find as the school's lunch staff didn't make it often.

"How thoughtful, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to eat it, I am terribly hungry after all that work anyways." You sat yourself down at your desk, opening the container of food and picking up the silverware laid beside it. As you ate through all the food, you scrolled through your phone, taking the time to catch up on Cater's Magicam posts as well as what Vil had posted that day. You soon found your thoughts shifting to a particular vice housewarden though. It wasn't your place to pry but you couldn't help but be curious about what he was grabbing for a supposed underclassman. It hadn't occurred to you at that moment, but you also hadn't been left anything that morning. Typically you woke up to something set atop your bedside table, but there was nothing this morning. Perhaps the ghost hadn't anticipated you waking up that early? Were you even sure it was a ghost at that point?

As you sat and thought, an idea had struck you. How you hadn't thought of this before was beyond you, but you had thought of it now so that was good enough. As you set up for bed that night, you set your phone up to record your bedroom. Whoever came to leave you gifts would be caught on camera, finally revealing who was behind the whole situation.

Much to your surprise, you had found it wasn't a ghost. As the video played through the course of the night, the footage being played at a faster speed, you saw a familiar face teleport into your room, leaving behind a small gift before leaving the same way he arrived.

"Lilia was the one leaving everything for me?" You looked over at the note from the food, you had left it on your desk, there was something strangely comforting about it. As you stared at it, you slowly began to recognize it as his handwriting.

"I've gotta go find him." You hurried to make yourself presentable before rushing from your room, rushing through hall after hall of the school looking for him. A noise of frustration escaped your lips as you found yourself unable to find him, why did he have to be so difficult on today of all days?

"(Y/n), you ok?" You looked up to see Silver peering at you with a curious look on his face.

"Silver! Your dad, Lilia, where is he?" Startled by your sudden outburst, Silver took a half step back. After recollecting himself, he pointed you in the direction he had last seen him, the cafeteria.

"Thanks!" You gave him a rushed expression of gratitude as you left to find Lilia, trying to catch him before he disappeared again.

"Lilia!" You caught the man just as he was walking out of the cafe, his face lighting up as he spotted you rushing towards him.

"Hello (Y/n)!" He greeted you just as excitedly.

"Why are you leaving all that stuff in my room? The little buttons and beads, the water, the food?" Lilia paused for a moment, his expression shifting into a more nervous and flustered look.

"How'd you find out?" His eyes shifted from yours to the hall around you, back to yours.

"I left my phone recording overnight, I wanted to know who was sneaking into my room every day. Why were you doing that?"

"In fae culture, there are a few ways of courting another. One of those ways is leaving behind trinkets that remind you of the one you are trying to court. The food and water was just for your health." Suddenly it was your turn to be flustered, Lilia was trying to court you?

"I uh, I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything, I probably should've asked before courting you I suppose."

"No, I mean, I'm ok with it, with you. I accept?" You were fumbling over your words, trying to assure the fae while also still processing the whole situation. Lilia just smiled at you lovingly, finding your sudden nervousness to be cute.

"Does this mean I can take you out for a date then?"

"Yes," it was hushed and barely audible as you flushed a deeper shade, struggling still to comprehend everything happening.

"Great! I'll see you after classes tomorrow then!" Lilia walked off without another word, leaving you to stand in the hall a blushing, fumbling mess, a sight of which he would commit to memory.