❝𝖜𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉❞

💄 matchmake; good ending 💄

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff
𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male
𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: matchmaker alternate ending
𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: vil x gn!reader (+ rook)
𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none
𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: you are known as the matchmaker at heartslabyul. a matchmaker who never failed at matchmaking until...

"Another matchmaking complete." You sighed with relief. You were given the name "Cupid" for a reason. You're known as the matchmaker at Heartslabyul, who matchmake students with their crush. You never failed your position as the matchmaker...

Or so you thought...

"E-excuse me, Cupid. I have a request for you." A student blushed while fiddling with his fingers.

This matchmaking was given an unexpected surprise that led to a huge failure for the first time.

"What do you have?" You asked the student. The student responded, "There's this person I like. They're pretty, smart, and have great talent and I was hoping if you could matchmake me with them."

"Ah, he's talking about Vil, is he? This will be fun." You thought before speaking out loud with a wink, "Say no more. I'll get you with this admirer."

The student thinks that you understand. Unfortunately, he didn't realize that you were gonna matchmake him with the wrong person.

During PE, you look around to look for a beautiful blonde around the field until you've landed on a beautiful blonde, who's doing a stretch.

"Hey, there's the beautiful Vil-sama." You greeted the blonde while offering a bottle of water.

"Ah, if it isn't the Cupid of Heartslabyul?" Vil smiles as he accepts the water bottle from your hand. "How may I assist you?"

"Let's talk somewhere private."

The two of you are seated at the back of the gymnastics where you two can have a private talk. Now it's your chance to ask, "Say, do you have a crush on someone?"

Vil fiddles with the tap of his water bottle, "Ah...? That's an odd question, but..." The beautiful blonde paused when he noticed how close you were, making his heart pounding in his chest. "I do have a crush on this person..."

"Really? What are they like?"

"...Uh...They're pretty, very intelligent, and...very talented." Vil finished. You realized that's the same description that the student was saying. The blonde continues, "I don't know if they will return my feelings. Sometimes they're just dense, not realizing how I feel about them."

"...!" Your brain finally made progress, the student doesn't have a crush on Vil, they had a crush on you. You screwed it up, but-

"I'm in love with you, [Y]...!" Vil confesses to you. "...W-will you accept my feelings for you?"

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You have feelings for h- Huh? You gasped softly when Vil confessed his feelings to you. You hope this isn't staged since he's an actor. You look around to see if there aren't any cameramen.

"Don't think this is being staged! T-this is real life!" Vil clasped your hands into his, pressing them against his chest, "I'm gonna ask this again: Will you accept my feelings?"

"Go, go, Vil~" Rook cheered for the blonde from the bushes.

"Vil..." Vil gulped before closing his eyes tightly, waiting for the answer coming from you. He's preparing himself for the best or the worse. The beautiful blonde felt arms wrapping around him and pulled him close.

"[Y]...? A-are you ok...?" Vil blushed.

"...I can't hold it any longer." You whispered, nuzzling your face in the blonde's shoulder. "I was jealous when I thought my client wanted me to matchmake them with you. I'm glad it isn't you they were crushing on."

"[Y]?" Vil questioned as you pulled away. You gently grabbed his shoulders and confessed, "I love you, Vil..."

"...Huh...? H-huh?! Really?! Y-you're serious, right?" The blonde stammered with a red face. He stopped for a minute to take a closer look at your face, and you were dead serious. "...T...that...That isn't fair! I-I confessed first! But...I love you, too..."

"I'm glad...I was...ready to kiss you. I have been holding it in for a while because your lips look kissable..." You chuckled. Vil blushed before gently grabbing your face, "Same goes to you. K-kiss me already..."

"Sure~ But...can you tell Rook to give us some time alone." You sweatdropped when you noticed a hat sticking out of the bush. Vil flinched, "Ah, I forgot about him..."

"Bravo! Bravo, Beautiful Vil!" Rook clapped with crocodile tears pouring from his eyes.

"R-Rook, I think you should let us have some alone time..." the beautiful blonde blushed.

"Sorry, I was just too proud!" Rook beamed, wiping away his tears.

"Rook!"

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