~Pearl to My Oyster~(WRIOLETTE FIC)

Chapter 43

(Hey guys, sorry for the long wait! I was hospitalized due to having a case of pneumonia as well as Covid! I'm back and much better, and will most likely update more frequently. Also, is anyone else sad to leave Fontaine?)

      Neuvillette softly hummed to himself. It was late at night, long after his unexpected meeting with Wriothesley, and he was preparing food for Lucille and them. Wriothesley was busy with the girl, playing with her on the couch in his office. They'd quickly formed a strong bond, Lucille happy to receive his love just as much as the other was to provide her with it. 

"Papa!"

She views him as a father? That's... adorable, really.

Neuvillette chuckled to himself, quietly continuing to prepare the dinner. It was a simple consommé, with some rice porridge for Lucille. As he was stirring, he felt a little tug on one of his coattails, looking down to see the girl and Wriothesley at the counter, following her with an amused smirk. 

"Mama! Play!"

She cooed, and Neuvillette's eyes softened. Picking her up, he kissed her head with a smile.

"Apologies, darling, but Mama is busy in the kitchen."

"Pweaseeee?"

Oh, those darn eyes... No, he shouldn't!

"Cici..."

Lucille huffed, before suddenly cupping his face with one hand. 

"Mama,"

She reached for Wriothesley, cupping the taller one's face with her other.

"Papa!"

The Duke laughed, taking her from him while the Chief Justice blushed a deep red. Oh dear, what had he gotten himself into?

"Seems we're parents now, Neuvillette."

"It appears as such, Your Grace. Though I personally do not mind."

The raven haired man smiled at him, wrapping an arm around his waist and into his chest. The silver haired couldn't help but gasp, looking up at him in curiosity and wonder. He couldn't count how many times he'd dreamt of this, lying in the other's arms, feeling protected and cherished. 

This is going to be a long night...