𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧 ➸ (yandere males! x fem reader!)

Chapter ⁀➷ 14

❝This one should do.❞ You assured after having tried at least seven different dresses, different styles, different colors, sizes and fabric. It was difficult to adapt to the new environment, without a Lidia that could help you pick your attires and style your hair, the thought of battling with your locks after finishing with the task of finding a suitable dress was something that you have been avoiding by trying multiple clothes. White like pearl dress embraced your figure, long marie sleeves made of soft silk, the many layers of the dress giving a waterfall sensation, it reached just under your knees where the fabric was slightly turning cyan. Leaving out a tired sigh, the part that followed being a complete nightmare, combing your hair slowly every time a tangle came in contact with the brush, hisses and whining could be heard from you; taking fifteen minutes with the task and deciding to let your hair loosen at the end, your lovely strands of hair inclining you to make that decision. One last look at your reflection was all it took for you to exit the spacious chamber, marching to the dining room, with a tired expression all over your face, the long walk was accompanied with concerned looks from the servants. Reaching the area and pushing open the door before the guards could have done so, you stomped to your seat.

❝See? I told you, Y/N and me are matching.❞ Lucius voice cheered, his proud smile was directed to no other but your father, who was wearing an indigo attire. You sent a baffled look at their direction, taking into consideration that they seemed to be arguing about whom was going to match with you. You couldn't take your father's surprised expression seriously, at this point it was common for you to use matching outfits with Lucius unconsciously, the number of times where incidents like has took place have been increasing, it was becoming normal at this point.

❝How though? We didn't agree to use similar clothes today.❞ You questioned while stabbing your veggies with a fork, your interested tone making Lucius stick his nose up with pride.

❝It's because I know you the most, what kind of brother could I be if I didn't notice how you usually use light attires when going out?!❞ He exclaimed dramatically, taking one bite of his food before munching it rapidly and swallowing hardly. ❝Also considering the fact that most of the clothes that our old man buys for us are pretty much made with fabric of cold colors.❞ He shrugged, so that was the real reason. His words making you quickly look at your father, his eyes however, avoided your gaze. Him and your mother would always wear clothes within that palate of colors, there was no doubt that the man wanted the family to have some kind of pattern with the clothes.

❝Alright, how about you finish your food first and continue this conversation later? We are going to be late to the temple if we don't leave in a few minutes.❞ Your mother spoke before placing her utensils on the table. Soon, no one bothered to speak, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of forks and knives against the porcelain plates. Finishing your meal and placing the used utensils aside, you waited for Lucius to finish his own breakfast, you were not the only one doing so, everyone seemed to be finished, yet Lucius took his sweet time to taste the food and drink slowly. Seeing right through her son, queen Layla stern voice spoke once again. ❝Lucius Isleen L/N.❞ She called, a sweet smile adorning her face, still her closed eyes gave away anything but a warm feeling. ❝I am aware of your disapprobation with the temple, however, we must attend and not be late, so be a good son and finish your food right this instant.❞ Her voice made you feel chills, even if they weren't directed to you. Lucius followed her words like a command, eating his food in an unbelievable speed, although you understood his reasons, you couldn't help but feel surprised. After everyone was finished, you were escorted to the respective carriages.