A Wriothesley X Reader Fic.
"If you knew what happened in the last 10 years of me waiting for you, what would've you done differently, Wriothesley?"
You woke up one day, dragged into the Court of Fontaine, for a crime that you didn't commit. The tri...
_: "...but your apologies won't fix the bullet holes in my heart ...leave me alone, please, I beg of you Wriothesley..." Their speech was of desperation, it wasn't of anger or of feelings of betrayal, but of desperation; wanting to cry themselves to sleep without Wriothesley seeing them like this.
W: "Hey, please..." He takes a few more steps forward. W: "I'm not leaving yet. I want to talk about everything, and explain everything to you. We used to be best friends. Please, I'm sorry, please..." His voice gets quieter with every word he says.
They cry softly, tears rolling down their face while facing away from Wriothesley. _: "leave..."
Wriothesley sighs and steps towards them again, this time gently. W: "...cry in my arms, let it all out." He opens his arms, his expression filled with love and concern. Wriothesley's expression changes as he watches them refuse to show him any affection or let their guard down. He seems hurt, but he doesn't show it, and he simply kneels down in front of them. W: "Okay... Fine. I'll sit here with you." He crosses his arms and leans back against the wall, facing them. W: "We used to be close, didn't we? Why did everything change so quickly?" He looks at them with confusion. He continues to watch them, and after a few minutes in silence, he decides to speak up. W: "I know you hate me... But can I get a hug? Please?"
Finally, they respond, but non-verbally, gesturing to Wriothesley to lie next to them.
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Wriothesley slowly gets up and lays down next to them, not saying a word for fear that they would yell at him if he does. Instead, he watches them and waits.
Then, they suddenly embraced Wriothesley, putting his head to his chest and cries a little more.
Wriothesley sighs in relief as he feels their arms around him. Without saying a word, he wraps an arm around them and pulls them closer. He listens to the sound of their soft crying, wondering how he can fix everything. He sighs, gently rubbing their back as if to soothe them. After a few minutes, Wriothesley breaks the silence. W: "This is nice... It's been years since someone's ever hugged me. It feels nice, doesn't it?" He asks in a quiet voice, his arm still around them. Then the sound of soft snoring enveloped Wriothesley's ears. The source of the sound comes from the familiar that they're now oh so unfamiliar with. Wriothesley kept himself busy, counting screws up above, softly slithering his fingers down them, caressing and massaging their hair. It's actually quite soft...
Thud!
Wriothesley stood up from the bed, hearing a crashing sound from outside the cell. What was that?! What about them... wait, where are they? Wriothesley just blinked and now they're missing? He was hugging them just then...
