The Arcana One Shots( Request are: OPEN)

Tears 🌹Lucio xreader🌹

Y/n's pov

I look up from the broom as I hear Portia calling my name. I put the broom up and walk over to her, dusting myself off. "Yeah?" You ask, as you approach her. "One word. Lucio." She replies. I groan as I realize that Lucio probably just wants to boast to me again. I was new at the palace, working as a servant. I hadn't lived here, which meant that I knew barely anything about Vensuvia or it's citizens. Let alone, the count and countess. You had grown to like Nadia and you had hoped that she enjoyed your company just as well. You walk over to the door, nodding at Portia. The count had been boasting to you about his parties, days of war, literally anything he could about himself. You found it annoying, but there was nothing you could do but sit there and smile. You huff as you walk down the long halls. The closer you got to his room, the more the portraits became him. You had these almost memorized due to how many time Lucio had walked you down the hall, examining them. You make it to the stairs and hear yelling. " I didn't do it! I haven't done anything wrong! All I did was just a little oopsie! Nothing that would make any effect on Vensuvia!" I hear Lucio yell. " The 'oopsie' as you call it, almost killed most of the population! If it weren't for me, there would be no Vensuvia!" I hear Nadia spit out like venom. This goes on for what seems for an hour. The argument shows no signs of stopping. You decide to wait it out. You almost scream as you feel yourself being pulled up the stairs. You look down to see Lucio's dogs, Mercedes and Melchior, dragging you up the stairs. They almost look worried. They get you up to the landing on the stairs near the door. You could hear a voice cracking. " Maybe I should have never taken your proposal!" I hear Nadia retort as I can almost hear her begining to break. I take a deep breath as I realize this can't go on any longer. It might escalate to a much bigger deal. You gently knock on the door way. Hands shaking, you pull your hands down to your sides. You hear the couple clearing their throats as Nadia opens the door. She looked tired as if she had spent every fiber of her body during the fight. " Y/n. How fantastic to see you. I was just leaving." She says, moving passed you. You look back at her and wonder what had made this whole problem to begin with. You move your gaze back to the man who looks shattered inside. His face white with his cheeks red from yelling. " You called for me?" You say, trying to break the awkward silence. He just walks over and sits on his bed. "Y/n...." He begins, his usual ego gone, " I... Would you forgive me if I did something wrong?". You look stunned at him as he looks back, hope in his eyes. " It would depend on what had happened.... I would need more details for a proper response..." I answer, trying not to worsen how he felt. " I just... I wanted Vensuvia to be the best!" He looks up with dramatic effect. You look at him. You were confused to see him like this. Vulnerable, weak, sad. He seemed genuine instead of how he usually was. He body started to rack with his sobs. You slowly walk towards him. " What do you mean?" I ask. He shakes his head, " I just did something and now everyone, even Nadi, is against me. It was something I didn't think would matter, you know? Something that would bennift here. But no one would even realize it." And with that he broke. His whole body still shaking he just shattered like a price of glass. You take a deep breath and walk over to him, kneeling. You lift his face with the gentle touch of your finger tips. " You never did anything wrong. And not everyone hates you. A few people may disagree, but there's still more people. Ones that don't mind." I hold his face as I use my thumbs to rub his cheek bones. " Which side are you, y/n?" He asks. You can see some emotion that seems like fear of what you might answer in his eyes. " I could never hate you. You may have some moments when I don't enjoy your company, but I still cherish you." You answer. He kneels next to you, sliding off the bed, " You really mean that?". " Of course. You don't deserve to be hated. No one does." You say. You grab a cloth you keep in your pocket and wipe his tears. " Thank you. You don't know how much it means to hear you say that." He says, smiling weakly. He reaches towards your face and moves a strand of you hair out of you face, caressing your face. You both stay there for what seems an eternity before he yawns. You stand up slowly and extend your hand to him. He takes it and stands. " Please stay with me." He says, shifting his weight. You nod. You get him so he's tucked into bed and sit on a stool near his desk across the room. "Y/n? Would you stay by my side as I sleep, please? I don't I would be able to sleep without your company. " He pays the bed. You walk over to him and sit on the edge of his velvet covered sheets. He lifts the blanket. You raise an eyebrow. " Please? Unless you don't want to." He says. You take off your shoes and place them nearly next to the bed. You find a comfortable position as Lucio curls around you. You both start to doze off. " You know, the reason why I asked you here was so that I could ask you to stay with me.... For a while or so... " His cheeks dusted with a red tint as he plays with your hair, " I mean, the offer still stands.". You flip your body to face his. He just stares into your eyes. " That sounds amazing." You say as your lips meet.