"Y/n...my love"
"Shut up. I'm not your love."
"Haha... your always so mean..."
"So?"
"Wait. Before you leave."
"Spit it out."
"I don't have much time... but—... did you ever love me?"
"No. Two men cannot be "in love"."
"Ah... *SLAM* ...farewell..."
~.~
"Leona I'm okay..." y/n whispered. Leona tightened his grip.
"Shut up." He muttered into the younger's shoulder.
The headmage chuckled at the sight. He had called Leona; as y/n's headwarden he had to know. The minute Leona's eyes saw y/n's form he ran over and tackled him in his arms.
Vil scoffed, having been pushed over by Leona's hurry to get to his dorm mate.
"Jack. What happened?" Leona asked.
"Well—" Leona held up a finger to the headmage.
"I want to hear it from Jack." The prince turned back to Jack.
"Epel and I were walking back from Lunch and saw y/n and Grim lying under the oak tree. It was time for our next class so Epel went to wake him up, but..." Jack cleared his throat. "He saw a black crust sealing y/n's eyes shut (That's so gross. But I have no idea how else to describe it) and he wouldn't wake up. Grim was wake at this point and I told him to grab the headmage."
Grim nodded, sitting on y/n's lap, looking concerned. "What was it?" Leona asked the headmage.
"We don't know but Shroud-kun is studying it as we speak."
"Great. The minute you find out tell me at once. I don't care how bad it is nor how bad it'll make you look." The headmage nodded.
Y/n looked at the thing covering his legs. It was a beige, long, thin jacket. It looked familiar to him for some reason.
"Come on." Leona pulled y/n to his feet.
"But l/n-kun has classes!" The headmage stopped Leona from walking y/n to the dorm.
"He just had an odd substance seal his eyes closed. And you want him to just go to class like nothing happened? What if it was dangerous to his health. Or even contagious?"
The headmage cleared his throat. "Your right. This could be dangerous to l/n-kun's health. He'll have as many days as needed off."
Leona nodded, y/n wrapped the mystery jacket around himself. "Why do you have the Scarabia housewarden's jacket?"
Y/n looked down, it was the jacket Kalim always wore. He and the housewarden haven't really talked but he always saw him in the hallways. He was your average rich boy, but y/n couldn't hate him. He remembered the white haired heir and his friend visiting him in the nurse's office. He shook his head, "I don't know..."
He felt it being pulled off him, then it being replaced by Leona's jacket. The prince threw the jacket into the brushes. Y/n took a note of it, he'd come back for it later. "Thank you..." he muttered blushing.
Leona stopped. Making the younger ran into him. "Ah! What's wrong?"
Leona had never found y/n so attractive in his life. Seeing him not only accept his jacket but pull it tighter around him; he could no long deny it.
"Y/n."
The younger straightened up. "Y— yes sir?"
The prince gently grabbed his shoulders. He leaned down/over, his lips barely brushing the younger's.
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Unloveable (TWST x male reader)
FanfictionY/n l/n is a quiet boy who got sorted onto a dorm with a lot of loud people, yet he seems to attract just the right people to be left alone. (Warnings: old sh scars, neglectful abuse by parents, religious trauma, internal homophobia, homophobia from...