nor my heart or my spear // zhao yun x reader [COMPLETE]

chapter thirteen

The silence doesn't last as long as I thought it would before Zhao Yun is shaking under me again. With...laughter? Now I'll admit that my sudden confession of love wasn't necessarily the best, but this was insulting.

"May I ask what's so funny, Master Zhao Yun...?" I inquired, somewhat hesitantly. His mouth is still spread into a wide grin, cute peals of laughter resonating from deep within his chest. I sit up, still on top of him, and fold my arms. "Hey! Milord, what gives?" Zhao Yun finally opens his eyes, looking me straight in mine.

"If you don't mind, Lady (Y/N)...Could you repeat what you said?"

Me, puzzled? Why yes, of course.

"What gives...?" He shakes his head in response, still recovering from his previous laughing fit.

"No, no. What you said before that," he prods, propping himself up on his elbows. I pause, finally recognizing what he wants me to reiterate. I avert my eyes from his expectant gaze.

"You heard what I said...!" A blaze quickly works its way across my cheeks, and finds its way to the tips of my ears.

"I did," Zhao Yun admits. "But I would like to hear it again, please." I shake my head defiantly in response, embarrassed enough as it is. "Would it help if I were to say it to you?" That sure gets my attention, forcing me to snap back to him. He inches his face closer and closer to mine. Reluctantly, I hold up a hand, telling him to stop.

"But it loses all if its meaning if you don't mean it!" I protest, hanging my head dejectedly. What an awful two days it has been for me. At least it resulted in an eventful story for Xing Cai, and maybe everybody else in this forsaken castle.

"But what if I do mean it, (Y/N)? Zhao Yun closes his eyes, closing the small distance between us. His lips press gently against mine, a hand reaching up to cradle my cheek.

"I...am in love with you, (Y/N)!" Zhao Yun declares, a happy blush tinting the edges of his cheeks. My face burns even more, shocked by his sudden confessions of love.

"Are you sure?! I mean, this is all moving so fast! And I've had feelings for you for so long and I'm not even sure- how do you know if you even love me back and-!!"

I am silenced again by his mouth, Zhao Yun's lips gently coaxing my own apart. As he tilts his head I push him away.

"As happy as I am about all of this," I admit. "I'd rather kiss you in a place more...Private?"