Lost Fleece (Lira (OC) x Lambert) (look im bored so FANFICTIONNNN)

-I asked not for these! You think of me a soft fool!? Damned Lamb...- (I)

Lira grumbled as the sunlight pierced her eyes, her wide grey eyes squinted to angry slits as she shielded her eyes with a hand, her clawed hand's fingertips tinted with blood red in her fur. She regretted lashing out at her dad last night, he took her veil away... She whimpered, scurrying to a shaded area, the cool hues of the soft grass under her feet making her eyes relax. Camellias swayed in the autumn breeze, catching Lira's eyes. A laugh sounded from the other side of the Cult. Her head snapped to look, and it was him. The one who usurped her family and her. His sight alone made her blood boil but it also made her skip a beat? Like how her face flushed when he grabbed her face and kissed her lips. And like how he complimented her eyes when she was arguing with a Follower. How much in love was she with him? A lot. Will she admit it? No. Never will.

Lambert came over to her, holding a elegant bundle of Camellia. Oh fuck, he completed her Camellia quest? Fuck! There was a small red heart holding the bouquet together, the paper's white hue being contrasted from the small red elements. On the edge of the bouquet's paper, was Katakana spelling out her name in Japanese, -リラ-さん- (Rira-san). She blushed furiously, her hand impulsively slapping his face, a smack ringing in the air. -I asked not for these! You think of me a soft fool!? Damned Lamb...!- She snarled as she covered her face, and when she looked to see Lambert's rejected look, her hard face softened, her hands lowering. Cupping his face, she lifted him by the cheek he was slapped, and kissed his cheek, a soft touch tickling the lamb's wooly cheek. 

Lambert's sad look was replaced with a surprised and slightly happy look, which made the girl blush, -D-don't take it what you think it is!!- She squeaked, running off. Lambert looked at the girl, sighing. He took notice of a page hidden in the soft grass blades. It was written in her writing, messy yet it was eligible 

"Damned Lamb, with that annoying baah of his during the sermons and his laughs
But, oh, when it's because of me, my heart skips a beat, and it makes me feel a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach
Damned Lamb, with his soft wool being so long and so irritating!
But, oh, it's like a blanket, I could sleep in it and have my face in it for days..!~

Damned Lamb, with his eyes so wide and joyful, it's sickening...
But, oh! When he looks into mine, it's like he's in my soul, loving it like I'm his god!
Damned Lamb, but he's my Damned one~ <3"

Lambert's face flushed, as he smiled and folded it up, tucking the note in his neck belt, hiding it. Narinder, who was watching the interaction from a distance, smiled, as he sipped on the chai he had in his hands casually, with his three eyes grazing the grounds to look at the denied lovers, surely, they'll do it soon, he just knows it~