"Must you be so stubborn? I told you to stay here." Hubert was met with a fully armoured lover at the main gates, despite him telling her to miss this battle out.
"Hubert if you don't let me now, then you'll never let me!" You sighed, this man could be far too overprotective.
"If you get injured-or worse, I could never forgive myself." He shook his head, eyes droopy like a begging puppy. "But I suppose I cannot force you, ___. Stay close." He directed, mounting his black horse plated in identical armour.
"You look pretty hot in your battle gear." You smirked, watching Hubert's eyes glare down at you and your flirtatious comment.
"Not here. Not now." He huffed, grasping the reigns- a blush over washing his cheeks.
"So tonight then, handsome?" You insinuated, lips curled either side in a knowing grin.
Hubert's eyes stayed fixated on your devious grin- knowing full well what you meant and wanted. If he could, he would take you at that moment somewhere hidden, but alas, battle was ahead and there simply was no time. "You may as well move into my quarters, it's been about three weeks since you stayed in your own room." He scoffed, not minding it though, he liked your company when he had work to do- even if all you were doing was reading a book.
"Your bed smells nicer than mine." You turned your head away from him in a snooty manor, nose raised in the air like Constance.
"What does it smell of?" Hubert raised a brow at your excuse.
"Well...You of course." You blushed, flustered at the words coming from your mouth.
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The battle was going at full speed; much to Hubert's digression you had been ordered to take the right outpost, being held by a familiar archer- Ignatz. He knew you didn't know the man too well, but even so, he understood it would be a difficult task for you to do. Knowing you could take the man on with ease made him relax as he murdered groups of individuals like a killing machine, his mind was thinking of you and how you would be sobbing to him in a few hours time, dampening his shirt.
A battle cry of 'You will perish!' could be heard to his far right, Hubert's eyes were fixated on your figure smashing your sword deep into Ignatz's core- getting a whopping 93 critical. He chuckled to himself, being wrong at his previous thought of you taking this to heart, his whole body glowing knowing that you were his lover. He felt so proud.
Ferdinand yelled a few meters behind you "Impressive!" His lance impaling an archer- that being the last outpost taken and now all that was left was to gather up the Black Eagle Strike Force and head back.
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"You did well." Ferdinand and his horse trotted next to you, his lance strapped to his back and his long hair sticking to his dirtied face.
"I suppose I did." You laughed, tapping your own cheek to signify that Ferdinand was a bit messy.
The red head removed the mud and scrunched his nose, "Gross." He looked back down at you, "Eat with me, I wish to celebrate your amazing battle skills with a fine meal!" Not letting you reply, the man sped off- hair flying behind him.
"What was that about then?" Hubert replaced the spot next to you, his pale skin shining from sweat and black hair framing his already contoured face.
"Ferdinand wishes to celebrate my battle skills." You laughed ,"I forget that you all haven't seen me in battle for five years."
"You were still good then, I recall." Hubert gave a short smile, "I used to watch you train out of the corner of my eye when accompanying Her Majesty."
"Crushing on the job. How unlike you." You teased, not knowing that trivial piece of information.
"You didn't exactly make it easy for me. With each win you seemed to remove a layer of clothing." He spat, remembering the layers of armour, under armour and more being removed.
"I was hot! It wasn't like I was naked." You protested, mouth agape in awe at Hubert's boldness.
"No, but I'm sure everyone loved seeing the top half of your breasts." He commented.
"So that's why you watched me then." You hummed in realisation. "Goodness Hubert- keep it in your pants."
"Excuse me?!" He choked, eyes wide and face boiling out of embarrassment "I believe it was you who initiated our 'first time.'"
"Yeah-Well....You initiated the first kiss!" You fired back, in hysterics at the conversation. "Ahh- we can talk about this later, my whole body aches." You sighed, holding your stomach from laughter.
"Here." Hubert stopped his horse, holding out an armoured hand to you. "Sit up here with me."
You smiled, everyone was ahead of you so you obliged, taking his hand and letting him haul you up onto his rather tall horse.
"Could you get a smaller horse?" You quizzed, feeling Hubert's chest against your back and his arms outstretched over yours, as he guided the horse back to the monastery.
"My apologies for not asking for a horse with the intention of you being the one to ride it, not me." He scoffed, picking up pace slightly and held your waist with one hand to keep you in place. "Hold on, my Ram."
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"Would you look at that." Dorothea smiled, as she watched Hubert's horse speed past in the short distance. "Hubert really is a completely different man when with, ___."
The group watched as the usual ice cold killer held onto a much more cheery woman whilst riding the same horse.
"I used to think he'd be a forever-alone." Ferdinand groaned, "He never seemed like the type to be interested in love or relationships."
"Well he was like that until he met, ___." Edelgard laughed, watching your hair blow in the wind, up into Hubert's stern face. "In fact, I believe he was infatuated with her from day one." She reminiscenced to the first day they met you- how suspicious they both were of you and how you caught Hubert's eyes lingering on you for quite some time.
"Day one, huh?" Caspar thought, "I thought they met like the rest of us."
"Oh no. Up until he met the Princess at the time- Hubert didn't like the sound of her one bit." Edelgard mentioned, "However we all know ___ is no ordinary person. She's just the right person for him."
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I am overloaded with school work. And I keep spending money that I should not be spending. Idk why I said that last part but there- have some info about me.
FHQ- 'Not here. Not now.'

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FanfictionCOVER IS NOT MINE! I got this from- angerystarkindler on tumblr. You joined the black eagles as a transfer student from the Kingdom of Nestra. You only wished to get closer access to the church of Seiros for your father, the King of a neighbouring K...