The Hearts Mirror (Twisted Wonderland One-Shots + Requests)

Why Can't Life Be Closer To A Dating Sim!? (Idia x Reader)

Happy Birthday Idia! 🥳🥳

This is a sequel to Ortho's birthday special!
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You moved your hands from your cheeks, using them to support yourself against the spare bed's frame while you tried to make sense of what happened. There were troupes in Idia's anime and games where their younger siblings got involved in their older sibling's love life, but it was usually to stop the MC getting romantically involved with said older sibling, not encourage it! On top of that, Ortho's choice of words to ask you to be his 'sibling-in-law'... surely he knew what he said, right? Or would it be better if he didn't? Even if your heart was even ready to comprehend Idia waiting for you in a tuxedo, you doubt his encounter with Eliza had left him wishing for early marriage.

Sighing, you push yourself off the bed frame and shake your head to get a hold of yourself. That shouldn't be the part you were focusing on - right now, what you needed to think of was how you were going to confess.

...Yeah, you couldn't even think that with a straight face.

Why did love have to be so hard...? It was easy for the love interests in an otome game to just... say whatever they were thinking! Wait, but in some games it was the MC who confessed and had to hope the love interest's stat was high enough... so, which one were you!? Love interest or protagonist!?

"Wait, maybe don't compare yourself to a piece of code..." You quietly reprimand yourself, massaging the bridge of your nose. "Just... how can you confess in a way that isn't going to completely scare off Idia...? Yeah, that's probably impossible."

Still, you couldn't let that deter you. Ortho may have already alerted his brother and he was on his way over, probably completely oblivious to what the younger Shroud had planned. That meant you might have less time than you thought.

You quickly whipped out your phone and typed in 'confession advice'. Surely there'd be one or two sites with help outside the usual be yourself stuff, right...?

"Um... (y/n)?"

Idia's hesitant voice makes you jump out of your skin, turning around to see him standing awkwardly in the spare room's doorway. You also lost your grip on your phone and it fell to the floor before you had a chance to even glance at the suggestions.

"O-Oh! Idia! I didn't think you be here so soon!" You laugh half-heartedly.

Idia's hands fly up to his chest, his expression turning into panic. "E-Eh!? W-W-Was I too fast!?"

"It's okay! It's fine!" You tell him, hoping he would relax. Though the fact you weren't facing might not have helped too much. You just really needed to look at that advice! You'd take anything at this point!

Idia frowned at your behaviour, dropping his arms to his side as he watched you scoot across the floor. He was starting to regret coming over so fast - Ortho had told him you'd had something important to talk to him about and hurried over, worried that something serious had happened. It had not crossed his mind once that he would be lucky enough to have maxed out your metre high enough to reach your confession ending. No way. Not once. No way a gross otaku like him would even dare to think he'd have a chance with someone like you.

His worry only grew at seeing you get more and more frantic while searching for this unknown item. Idia looked across the floor and noticed a small light peaking out from the spare bed. Curious, he kneels down and stretches out to grab it, only being noticed by you at the last second.

Everything seemed to slow down once you realized your phone was still on. "Wait, don't look...!"

Sadly, your words proved futile, as when they were spoken Idia's eye's registered the words on the screen. Not even a second later, his hair turned into raging red flames, not helping your panic at all.

"Idia! Calm down!" You tell him, though it came out more like a question than a command due to your frantic nature. "I-I can explain!"

"T-T-T-This has to be for some sort of g-g-game, right!?" Idia tries to rationalize, pointing between you and your phone. "D-D-Did you want advice for s-some s-super hard game or something!? Haha, you didn't have to call me all the way out here for t-that...!"

"W... Well, not... exactly...?" You explain hesitantly, trying not to scare him any further. "If I wanted to beat a game, I'd just search up a guide..."

"S-So, what's this for...?" Idia asks, only slightly calmer as his curiosity took over.

You bite your lip, unable to look Idia in the eye for more than a moment, though you tried your hardest to keep looking in his general area. "...I like you, Idia. Not just platonic. Also romantic."

You treasured those precious seconds before Idia's hair burned even bright. A worry about if your phone was melting would have crossed your mind if it wasn't occupied by thoughts of what Idia's answer would be. His prolonged silence was not helping in the slightest.

"Y-Y-Y-You m-m-mean it...?" He searched for a confirmation, voice cracking at every possible opportunity.

You slowly nodded, your heart racing too hard for your brain can function your words. Idia went back to his silence as he handed you back your phone, lips quavering as he struggled to summon up a simple one-word answer.

"T-There's a movie. That we can see this weekend." You tried to suggest, hoping it would help the situation even the smallest bit. "I can't remember the name, but it's something you'd like..."

Idia hummed, cleared out his throat and then nodded. "Yeah... yeah. I'd like that. A lot."

The two of you stayed in an awed silence before you felt a surge of courage go through you. You couldn't get any more embarrassed over how this confession was going anymore, right?

You walked up to Idia, who instinctively flinched. Determined not to be deterred, you measure yourself to his height and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before smiling warmly.

"Want to head back to your room and start planning?" You offer once you realize Idia's muteness wasn't going to go away anytime soon. Judging by his facial expression anyway.

Idia could only nod in response and follow, eyes wide, as you took him by the hand and guided him back to his own room. He really had gotten high enough on your metre to reach the confession ending...! Was this actually real...!?

Hidden away, Ortho rejoiced, throwing his arms up in triumph as he sent a silent congratulations to his brother.