Yandere Prince X Magical Reader

Paper petals

You sat down on your bed and let out an exasperated sigh.
That Prince had been running you ragged all day, sending you to get him tea, food, books and he even asked you to write something down for him- and then criticized your handwriting!
All the while his butler completely re-cleaned the entire room and swapped all of the bedding with sheets and pillows they had brought.
He even cleaned the underside of the bed and tables.
You honestly felt bad for the man, but he didn't complain once.

You heard a knock at the door
"Come in" You said, trying to sound cheerful.
The butler opened the door but didn't step inside. He was tall and slender with fluffy dark brown hair. His eyes were a pretty sky blue, but his expression was stony and tired.
His voice was practically monotone as he spoke "His Highness called for you."
Standing up again, you unenthusiastically made your way into the hallway with the butler.
As you made your way up the stairs, you Sensed that he wasn't feeling too chipper himself.
you smiled at him and decided to introduce yourself.
"What's your name? My name's (Y/N)"
He doesn't look at you but responds. "I know your name, I was there when you told Prince Ace."
Your smile dropped a bit "Oh.."

Reaching the top of the stairs, he spoke up again.
"Grimm"
He said, turning away from you to face the Prince's door.
"Grimm Hanble."
Your smile returned as he knocked on the door.

You heard the Prince’s voice on the other side.
"Yes, Yes, come in."

He opened the door and stepped inside, giving you room to get by.
The prince was sitting on his bed in silky white Pajamas. He looked over at you and gave you a small smile.
"Magic" He commanded.
Not really understanding what he meant by that, you only let out a small "huh?" Before he chose to elaborate.
"I would like to see magic, I've never seen magical acts in person. Only stories. You people can do Magic, right?" He sounded far more excited then before, and his facial expression reflected that.
"Oh, right. Of course.." You looked around to see if there was anything you could use, but the room was so clean that the only thing you could see was a piece of paper on his table.

you focus on the blank sheet of paper and held out your hand, beckoning it to come to you.
as it floats gracefully towards you,
You hold your hands beneath it as your palms begin to emit a faint (F/C) glow.
You could easily move something light from point A to point B without dense magic, but this would need to be more precise.
The paper began to fold itself every which way, far quicker then you could do with your hands.
Soon it took on the shape of an Origami lotus, with pristine perfectly folded edges.
You gently tapped the side of your Origami creation, causing it to float slowly through the air towards the Royal.
The paper flower gracefully made its way to the prince's bed, and set itself on the sheets in front of him.
You looked at the princes face, his expression was like that of a child, full of awe and wonder.

He stared at the flower for a moment before reaching towards it, hesitating at first but soon cupping the fragile Piece in his hands.

He stared at it with those amazed eyes for so long it was starting to make you uncomfortable
Placing the Origami Lotus onto the nightstand, he stood up and walked towards you.
You took a step back as he got extremely close. He suddenly grasped your hands and held them in his.
"Teach me." He said, not sounding nearly as authoritative as before.
You looked at him in shock for a moment before responding "If magic doesn't come to you naturally, it can take a long time to learn. Far longer then your time here, For some it takes years."
Despite your discouraging words, he didn't seem to lose even a bit of his enthusiasm.
"Even so, it's still possible for you to teach me, correct?" He asks, still cupping your hands in his.
"It is possible. But it's unlikely that I could teach you much of anything, considering we don't have enough time." You tried to the best of your abilities to explain it to him without sounding rude.
He brought one of your hands to his face and gentle pressed his lips to your skin.
You felt you face heat up at the contact. He was rude and spoilt, but you still had to admit that he was quite attractive.
He looked at you with a small, somewhat mischievous smile.

|(A/N): sorry this took so long. I'm putting the next one up tomorrow.|