[Twisted Wonderland x Reader]
──❝Entwined Amore❞──
On behalf of her father's wishes, the King, [Y/n] Azurethorne, enrolls in Night Raven Collage to be with her seven finances, who are all attending the same institut...
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──❝The Merchants from the Depths❞──
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〖 Octaville Dormitory - Azul's Room 〗
As the first rays of morning crept through the parted curtains, painting the room in warm hues, [Y/n] lay on her Azul's, lost in the realm of dreams. It was a peaceful slumber, undisturbed by the outside world. Her soft breaths created a gentle rhythm, harmonizing with the stillness of the room. But tranquility was soon interrupted as Azul, her friend and confidant, entered the room with an air of reserved determination. Leaning over the bed, his hand reached out to gently shake her shoulder, gradually rousing her from her sleep. The contact sent a jolt of awareness through her, making her stir and slowly open her eyes.
The soft touch of Azul's fingers running through her hair was unexpected and delightful, causing a tingling sensation to travel down [Y/n]'s spine. It was an intimate gesture, one that made her heart flutter and her mind grow more alert. She became fully aware of Azul's presence in the room, feeling his inner turmoil mingling with the tender closeness they shared. His eyes, a captivating blend of longing and uncertainty, searched [Y/n]'s face for any hint of reciprocation. Azul stood there, his emotions laid bare, vulnerable in the soft morning light. Time seemed to slow as they gazed at each other, a silent conversation unfolding between them. Finally, breaking the serene moment, Azul stepped back, allowing [Y/n] to sit up and rub the remnants of sleep from her eyes. Her voice, still groggy with sleep, greeted Azul with a soft murmur, acknowledging his presence. "Good morning."
Through the reflection in his vanity mirror, Azul nodded in response, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Good morning, my pearl. Sleep well." His attention, however, was primarily focused on perfecting his tie, his hands moving with meticulous precision. "Yeah. Slept like a baby," [Y/n] replied, stifling a yawn, as she sat up, the blankets slipping off her shoulders. Arching her arms skyward in a languid stretch, she basked in the gentle embrace of the morning sunbeams cascading through the window, its warmth tenderly enveloping her skin. With an affectionate chuckle, Azul said, "Get dressed, wouldn't want to be late for class." He passed [Y/n] her meticulously folded garments, his eyes aglow with a warmth mirroring the undulating waves of the ocean. [Y/n] offered a grateful smile, touched by Azul's considerate gesture, as she accepted the clothing from his outstretched hands.
Azul retrieved his blazer from the chair beside his desk, taking a moment to complete his ensemble. Before leaving, he paused and turned back to [Y/n], their eyes meeting once again. "Allow me to mention, that you possess an exquisite appearance even with disheveled hair." He commented, his voice filled with sincerity and a touch of playfulness. The blush that crept onto [Y/n]'s cheeks only added to her charm, making her radiate a natural glow. His words brought a shy smile to her lips, a mixture of delight and bashfulness. "You flatter me." [Y/n] responded, her voice soft and filled with gratitude. His compliment surged through her like a wave, infusing her with an unexpected reservoir of confidence, as though his words possessed an enchanting ability to evoke a profound sense of beauty and self-assurance within her.
