It took his brain a few minutes to properly process what the infant way saying, and when it finally made its way through his thick skull and clicked, his knees nearly gave out in that moment.
Papa... she called me papa, addressed me as a father figure...
Wriothesley gingerly pulled her close to his chest, and the girl laid herself on his shoulder, eyes closing as she cooed into his neck softly.
"Papa."
She declared once again, to which he chuckled and lightly rocked her small body.
"Yes dear, daddy's here."
Seemingly content with his answer, Lucille hummed sleepily as she yawned once more, curling closer to his chest with a small sigh. She continued to babble incoherent words as he sat there, smiling like a smitten idiot.
She really called me papa...
One thing was for sure. Whereas his childhood had been horribly messed up from the very starting, he'd do everything until his dying breath to make sure that this little ray of sunshine would grow up, live a life happier and far far away from any of the horrors he'd had to succumb his innocence to.
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Neuvillette was minding his own business in the kitchen, brewing some tea for the Duke. He'd bought some specifically for his visits, cinnamon and honey. The aroma was delectable, making even his mouth water with the inviting scent. Elegantly pouring the tea into two cups (the technique he'd practiced at Furina's last tea party,) one slightly more fuller than the other for obvious reasons.
Bringing out the tray to set it on his desk, his heart fluttered at the sight of Wriothesley holding Lucille close while murmuring to her and stroking her hair. The man looked so natural with a child in his arms that he couldn't help but wish was theirs.
Such unprofessional thoughts... but I suppose even the sun has its days off.
(Chapters might be a little delayed since the dreaded 24-25 has started and I'm moving. BTW, I've been getting a lot of requests and now I'm considering, key word, considering adding smut to this fic. You can ofc skip it, I won't put any major lore bombs in there, but just for the sake of it do you think Neuvi with a 🐱 is okay, or nah... I apologize for the trauma the last sentence might've caused you guys 💀.)
Stay hydrated and take care of yourselves my loves!
~Aoë ♡
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~Pearl to My Oyster~(WRIOLETTE FIC)
RomanceShe pauses for a dramatic moment as he raises an eyebrow. "And what exactly do I have to do with this?" "Well.. it'd be great if you could play one of the lead roles in the performance!" (Loser Husband Wrio x Pretty Wife Neuvi) #9 in Wriolette, 10/3
