Golden (rewrite)

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"Pick up, pick up, pick up!" You quietly chanted as you put your phone against your ear. Now it's around midnight, you're in your own room alone in the dark. You also made sure that there are no more recording devices in your room before dialing Caecilius's number.

"(Y-y/n)! Hello!" Caecilius sounded flustered, but you paid no mind to it.

Maybe you should have.

"Man, I shit you not. That cream Lanette slapped on my face hurts like a bitch! It sucks, now I look like a goddamn baby, no one is taking me seriously anymore!" You ranted.

The blond bit back the urge to squeal in happiness, he loves you so much! Everything you do is so cute!

"Is that so, dear?" You furrowed your eyebrows at the sudden but mild pet name he called you. You brushed it off as a slip of the tongue, you didn't want to bring it up as it may probably send him into hysterics on how he 'hates' you so much.

"Have ya even seen the damn edits my 'fans' made? Shit's disturbing, they should be placed in jail, oh my god." You continued, rubbing your forehead, trying to 'rub' the image of your head.

"...(y/n), this is why celebrities never check their fans' works. Most of them aren't right in the head, dear." You raised an eyebrow at the softness of his tone, it's not condescending like usual. Now, it's completely loving and somewhat motherly?

You're starting to feel uneasy. You're going to test your hypothesis.

"Hey Cece, whaddya think of my new look?" You asked, crossing your fingers, hoping that your theory is wrong.

"You looked like a bloody balloon." Caecilius replied, you sighed in relief as it sounded somewhat like a taunt.

"—but you were sooo adorable! I want to kiss your meatbun-like cheeks!" Your tired, (e/c) eyes widened at his addition.

"Bitch! What the hell!?" You yelled into the phone.

"...did I... say something wrong?" He asked, sounding sad and heartbroken.

"Yes! Every goddamn thing was wrong— man, you're acting like a damn creep and I don't like it. Cut that shit out!" You thought, by acting hostile whenever he shows signs of being like this will prevent your inevitable doom.

Maybe you should have done some research on how Caecilius pursued Lanette over the years. He's persistent, never giving up and extremely dogged. You're going to suffer the same thing too.

You drummed your fingers on the mattress of your bed, waiting for his next reply.

"Cece?" You called.

You didn't hear it, but Caecilius actually let out a soft moan of pleasure when he heard you call him that. His heart burst into butterflies that flutter around in his body.

"I love you!" He abruptly confessed. Your blood ran cold.

"WHAT?" Your jaw dropped in disbelief. You heard a shaky sigh from the blond.

"I-I really do love you, (y/n). I'm sorry I was such a no-brainer, I was nothing but an arse to you. But it's alright, I'll ensure that you'll receive nothing but praises and love from me!" He cheerfully squealed, Caecilius then screamed into his pillow like a schoolgirl who has just confessed to her crush about her strong feelings.

You grit your teeth and balled your hand into a tight fist.

"God, DAMN! I'm going to have another stroke at this rate... listen, bud. This 'love' you feel for me ain't nothin' but damn lust. Ya gotta remember, looks fade over time. I can't stay cute forever, I'll revert back into an old fart sooner or later, ya get me?" You sternly explained to Caecilius.