-Farquaads POV-
I'd had a great night of sleep after my little dance with this lovely lad(y). Of course I did not last very long, but I'm the lord, I'm allowed to fuck up and anyways they seemed pleased enough. Waking up before my date of the night I decide to hop in for a quick shower, but my attempts at reaching the shower head had proven ineffective for my petite physic.
"God damn baby legged shit" I was cursing myself out in the mirror. I mean... I was incredibly handsome, dick bigger than a tower (I ain't talking bout Eiffel's) and a leader of the great DuLoc, but my height made self love impossible at times.
"Farquaad?" I heard a shy voice ask "are you okay?" It was y/n, they had just woken up having witnessed my whole ordeal. "Yes, dear, I'm just... grumpy" they leaned down and hugged me. I felt love enter again for they truly cared for me.
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Lord Farquaad x Reader
RomanceA monster they call him, Farquaad was at his lowest until one very special person entered his life, you.
