𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 {Fuegoleon x Reader}

CHAPTER 8 - Another Snowy Day

You noticed the snow falling down, you were off duty today with most of thr Crimson Lions. You know that the people are planning to have a festival but you chose not to mind it.

"Achoo!" You sneezed like a kitten. You felt exceptionally cold today, you knew you should've worn something warmer. You walked around the Vermillion household, finding a certain small fella.

'Where is Leopold-sama?' you thought. You were tasked to atleast check up on him every once in a while.

'Perhaps I can go look later' you said while the snow coincidentally fell on your nose. You sneezed again, unknown that a certain captain heard you.

"I'm surprised that you can actually make a sound" Fuegoleon told you but before you were able to fully look at him, you felt something being wrapped around your neck.

You were surprised to see that he gave you the scarf you gave him years ago. You were baffled that he still has it. You buried your face on the scarf and bowed.

"Thankyou, Fuegoleon-sama" you showed him the notebook and he nodded.

"What are you doing a while ago? Being out on the snow like that, you could catch a cold" He told you as you nodded.

"I was out to find Leopold-sama and I coincidentally stopped at this place" you wrote as it was his turn to nod.

"(Y/n)... Your notebook..." Fuegoleon pointed out as you looked at it. It wasn't your notebook, it was a replica. You widened your eyes and thought of who might have had it.

'Leopold... sama...' you thought, eyes twitching. You didn't hesitate to find his mana. You pinpointed it rather quickly and dashed off without even saying a proper goodbye to Fuegoleon-sama.

You opened the door and found a baffled boy with long messy hair. "(Y/n) san! Hahaaa!" Leopold said as you inspected his surroundings. Your notebook wasn't visible anywhere so you wrote on the replica.

"Where is it?" You wrote as he gulped.

"I don't know, I swear!" You heared him say as you smiled evilly at him, not happy with his response. Fuegoleon appeared at the scene and saved poor little Leopold.

"It's just a notebook, (Y/n). I'm sure Leopold might have lost it with his brash and clumsy nature" Fuegoleon talked you out.

'But you gave that to me...' you thoight and pouted. You calmed yourself down and bowed to both of them, leaving.

"Leopold. That wasn't a proper way to act—" he got cut of when a very familiar notebook was taken from the hidden compartment.

"Anyueee! Aren't you curious as to what this notebook contains???" Leopold asked as the older Vermillion took the notebook away from him.

"I didn't remember teaching you how to snoop around!" The older male scolded. "But anyue! (Y/n) san is too mysterious!" He whined as Fuegoleon only sighed.

"I'm sorry Leopold but I must give it back to (Y/n)" the older Vermillion excused himself. He couldn't say that he wasn't curious. He respects your privacy but Leopold was right, you were too mysterious.

It wouldn't hurt if he found out something about you, right?

He went to his office and sat on his desk. He opened the notebook and saw your daily conversations or commands. The final page has a compartment that held your random pages.

He took one out and read it, "I like to think that our story isn't over just yet, thats someday we'll meet again and finally get it right" . Fuegoleon didn't know that you werent able to love anybody so this was rather different from his perspective.

"The most beautiful part is, I wasn't even looking at you when I found you" he read more and more of your ripped off pages.

"She was known to be cold but she was more known to burn for the ones that sets her soul on fire" he took out another piece of paper.

"If only I could learn how to love, perhaps I could've loved you" he said and put back all the papers he's been viewing. He somehow felt his heart become heavier.

If he had known another thing about you, he would conclude that you've fallen inlove with another man. Somehow he wasn't as happy as he thought he would be.

He heard a knock and the door opened to reveal you. Your eyes widened and immediately spotted the notebook. You ran and snatched it on his desk.

"Apologies if I couldn't give it to you sooner, I simply couldn't find you" he lied to you as you nodded. You hugged the notebook tighter, anxious if he had seen your petty little poems.

'Fuegoleon-sama, are you alright?' you wrote. He seemed very out of it and distant. Maybe it was just your mind overthinking but the vibe became different.

It was a snowy day outside and now you've grown colder than before. Only the scarf Fuegoleon gave you made you feel a little warmth.

"(Y/n).." Fuegoleon started off. You tileted your head at the side, signalling a "what is it?". He only shooked it off and dismissed you.

'I was being a bad servant, was I?' you thought with a smile to hide your pain. You were always like this, faking a smile so that you still appear to have emotions.

"(Y/n) san..?" Leopold looked at you from afar and saw your small smile. He would've believed it if it weren't for the tears and the emotions your eyes held.

You noticed a familiar presence and wiped your tears away. You were surprised to hear the Vermillion sneeze. Your eyes softened, feeling a sense of nostalgia.

You wrapped around the scarf on his neck as he only looked at you. You patted his head and proceeded to show him the writings on the notebook.

"You remind me so much of your brother. Both of you are very alike" he read as he overjoyed at the thought. You knew Leopold had always looked up to the eldest Vermillion.

"Aren't you cold?" He asked innocently.

"I am but it's my job to look after you afterall" you gave him the sweetest smile you can muster while you showed him your writings . He was touched at your little notion and almost teared up.

You were surprised at his childish actions as he spoke, "I wish you were my sister. You're too kind" he childishly cried as you sweatdropped.

He suddenly became sleepy and you took notice of this. You offered the small Vermillion to let him ride on your back to carry him. He only nodded, drifting into sleep once you've given him a piggy back ride.

Fuegoleon was watching the scene unfold at the distance, tugging a small smile on his lips. He didn't have to worry about you afterall.

But oh was he wrong. So wrong.