Black Clover- One-Shots

{Finral Roulacase x reader} You Win

If u don't love finral I don't love u

"You will fall in love with me, my fair {Y/N}!" a young boy with messy brown hair declared.

"Finral, stop yelling," a young girl with {H/L}, {H/C} laughed.

"But you will, I promise." He said, determined.

"Finral, were only seven." she reasoned, smiling at her best friend.

"So?"

"We're too young to fall in love." she told him.

"Ok fine, when we're older, you'll fall in love with me and then we'll get married!" he said with exaggerated hand movements.

"Married?"

"Oh yeah! And it will be so big and beautiful! Just you wait and see."

"You don't know that–"

"Stop denying my love!"

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{Y/N}'s POV:

"Hey, gorgeous," a familiar voice rang in your ears.

"What are you doing here?" You asked Finral at the dress shop in town. It was your day off and being a magic Knight was tough, so you liked to treat yourself every once in a while.

"Well, you took something of mine and I'm gonna need it back, sweetheart." he told you.

You furrowed your eyebrows, you don't remember taking anything of his.
"And what's that?"

"My heart." he stared with his signature wink.

You rolled your eyes and held your newly bought dress to your chest before walking passed him.

"Hey, wait!" You heard him call before trailing behind you.

From shop to shop, he used his stupid pick up lines in hopes you would like one.

"Why do you play so hard to get? I know you have some feelings for me." he asked.

"You do this to every girl you see, I'm not falling for it." You said.

"That's only because you give me the cold shoulder!" he whined and you wondered how stupid he could get.

"I thought you weren't going to give up?" You mocked and he smirked.

"oh I won't, I'll win your heart, {Y/N}!" he declared.

It reminded you of when you two were younger, you shook your head and smiled, "We'll see about that."

****

"Why do I have to come again?" You asked Nora, a friend from my squad. You were walking down the streets.

"It's will be fun!" she squealed, she was trying to convince you , sorry, she was making you go to a mixer.

"but—"

"no buts, we're already here," she Said and opened the door.

"ugh." You whined and she dragged you to a table.

There was a variety of different voices and laughs. Some more annoying than others, you looked at the table where a a boy and his friend called you and your friend over.

You wanted to pretend you never heard them but Nora dragged you across the room and you had no choice but to sit down unless you wanted to come across as rude.