~Deadly feelings~ Hubert x Reader FE3H

Chapter Ten: Sneaking.

The time? Well after 11am, meaning breakfast had already ended.

You and Henry (who was very hungover) woke up groaning in pain. Your back being the main pain and Henry's head being his.

"You need to go get something from Manuela." You sighed, still in the outfit from last night.

"I know." Henry sat up, half of his thin top was rolled up-revealing a set of abs, seeing this he pulled it back down. "Do you want to borrow a jumper or something until you get a new key?" he pointed to a set of draws by his wardrobe.

"Perhaps." You opened it up to see what clothes he had. "It would look bad if I was seen wearing the same clothes.." You picked out a grey jumper with 'HR' sewed into the cuffs.

"That's very true ,your highness."

You threw the jumper on over your old top, it hung off you so you rolled up the sleeves and used it as what Hilda calls a 'Jumper-dress'.

"Fantastic darling" Henry joked "Now may I get changed?" 

"I will meet you in the dining hall." You took the rest of your belongings-Including Hubert's scarf and left the fawn haired man to dress himself.

'Now to locate Hubert.' 

* * *

You knew you had approximately twenty minutes to find the man, asking others would seem suspicious considering no one knew you had 'made up'. While doing so, you ran into Dorothea, she was attempting to escape the grasps of Ferdinand Von Aegir.

"Ferdinand!" You began, heading over to the bickering teens. 

"Lady ___! Good afternoon!" With that, you now knew it was past twelve. "What a different style you have gone with today." He looked you up and down with a hand on his bare chin.

"Yes, that jumper looks very familiar." Dorothea said with furrowed brows, you had forgotten that she was meant to be dating Henry. Meaning you wearing his clothes would probably not ease the girl.

"Oh, It's a very long story." you began, trying to save Henry from an argument.

"I have time." Dorothea said plainly.

"Me too actually." Ferdinand piped up, not that it had anything to do with him.

"Well.." you began, "Last night I locked myself out and to shorten it, I slept on the floor in Henry's room and borrowed a jumper so it wouldn't look...weird." You were now vastly aware of the scarf hanging from your neck, and that somewhere there was a tag with 'HV' sewed in.

You had to get out of there, these two would recognise the scarf a mile off, and with the story you just told-putting two and two together wouldn't be hard. Hubert did say he wanted no rumors.

"I should really be going." you stammered, grasping the handle of your bag "I haven't even eaten yet." They both let you off, watching you in silence as you found your way to the dining hall.

"Notice anything else she was wearing, Ferdi?" Dorothea hummed, her brows raising at the red head.

"Of course. I am not blind dear Dorothea." Ferdinand said slowly, the pair thinking. "Perhaps we should keep it to ourselves for a while." He concluded.

"I agree. This shall be our little investigation." The brown haired beauty clapped her hands together at her idea. 

"It's probably nothing though, right?" Ferdinand said worryingly. "I mean, this is Hubert we're talking about right?" 

"That's most certainly his scarf. Let us watch them from afar."

* * *

Henry walked into the Dining hall without his medicine from Manuela. There was no sign of you but he did spot Edelgard and Hubert eating lunch.

"Henry, good afternoon." Her violet eyes blinked at the clearly unstable man in front of her.

"Mmmm." Henry groaned back, words not seeming to work. "I have a problem." He mumbled, hands pressed to his temples.

"I'm sure we can try our best to help." Edelgard said willingly, not bothering to look at Hubert's protesting face.

"It's about Lady ___." Henry sighed, looking up. Edelgard now concerned and Hubert guessing what's about to come next.

"I think. She is seeing someone." He continued, Hubert internally dying knowing this was his own fault. Or perhaps she met up with someone other  than himself. That gave him more of an interest.

"And why would this be a problem?" Edelgard said confusingly, quite surprised that Hubert still had a straight face. Being his liege, she could tell when people meant something to the man. If it was simply a friendship, she didn't know.

"Because! She tells me everything with that stuff, apparently Lysithea saw her out last night with a tall man. And a few days ago I overheard her and another in her quarters." He pouted, however this suggested to Hubert that you were close with another male as he was never in you room. "She also is taking a lot more notice in her looks." he added, hands going back to the temples.

"Well, perhaps you should ask her." Edelgard pointed to the door, you stood there with a bag in one hand and a pile of fabric in the other. Noticing Edelgard and Hubert you went to turn back.

"Lady ___!" Henry called, you could kill him on the spot if given the chance. "Come sit, I must talk with you." He said, trying to stand but failing.

You took a deep breath, pushed the scarf into the bag and went to sit next to Henry. Not looking Hubert in the eyes when he tried to initiate it.

"Yes?" You took a slice of toast from Edelgard when she offered, saying she was full up.

"Do you have a special someone?" Henry asked in a very serious tone, making you cough on the bread. "I just ask because of something Lysithea said and the male voice coming from your quarters." 

"You had to ask this now?" you swallowed, "The voice in my room was..." You paused, knowing that these next words would ring out past conversations. "Dimitri." 

All were silent, you finally looked at Hubert who was showing no emotion, much to your disappointment.

"Are you dating Dimiti?!" Henry whispered aggressively so no other table would hear.

"Not that I know of. Although we did go out shopping a few days ago." 

"So who the hell was with you last night?"

"A friend." 

Hubert blinked at the word 'friend' you actually considered him a friend? Initially he was happy, relived, he was heading deeper into the waters that he longed to do. Even though he knew he shouldn't.

"Well you should probably tell the Golden Deer house, and Sylvain that. Because they do not think so." Henry muttered.

Later that night

"Do you take me for a fool Hubert?" Edelgard asked, her arms folded and her expression as hard as stone.

"Of course not Lady Edelgard." He replied, fixing a bolt in his armour.

"Then why not tell me of your romantic trip with ___? If you're going to hide it, do not walk to the West town arm -in- arm with her." 

"You seem to find out everything, your highness." Hubert sighed, stopping his oiling. "It was not romantic."

"Yes it was. Neither of you will admit it though." Edelgard stood up from her chair. "If it's permission you're looking for, I grant you it. I only wish for you to be happy." And with that she walked out, leaving Hubert to his thoughts.

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So Edelgard, Ferdinand and Dorothea are onto you both. Not that anything has really happened, right?