Levi is sitting in his office and someone interrupts his work. This visitor has the key to his heart along with a broke one of his own.

A little ereri/riren story :)

A little ereri/riren story

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A little ereri/riren story

A little ereri/riren story

WARNING: I seriously hate this story. Read at your own risk. It CLEARLY gets better with each chapter, as my writing skill improved- but it starts with a disgusting cliche. Looking back now, it seems silly. It seems silly to think that, after all the jokes, stares, and meaningful silences, we'd still only be friends. It seems silly to think that I'd tried so hard to go against the very thing I wanted. It seems silly to think that he and I couldn't see what the future held for us. Mark and I, well it was only a matter of tempting fate.

Currently: 42,000+ words Status: Ongoing series Jack didn't ask to move thousands of miles away from home in Ireland, moreover he didn't ask to move to a kingdom that had more problems than it had benefits. Except for his few friends that provided him with a place to stay, he hardly knew anyone or anything that this foreign place had to offer him. Well, he had to admit he was at least somewhat grateful for his job though. Mucking the stables under the King himself wasn't that bad, it could be worse; he didn't mind being outdoors all hours of the day and the pay wasn't half bad...but the package that seems to ride along the tail end has really started to become a nuisance. Mark didn't ask to be born a prince, especially one that was forbidden to step foot outside the castle else he'd disgrace his family. From what? He wasn't sure, but his Mother enforced the rule harshly upon him nonetheless. As he's pushed towards a life he doesn't want, holed up in the prison of a castle with no friends, he'd come to accept that he would never live a normal life. To ease his mind on lonely days, Mark often visited the stables with a bit of help from some sympathetic guards. The old keeper there was kind to him, as were the workers; he found the place to be his little form of temporary escape. But, on one fateful day he's introduced to a new worker. He is rude and bitter and talks to Mark as if he's held a lifelong grudge against him, but Mark can't help but find the Irishman the slightest bit intriguing. There's something about him. As the two slowly begin to get closer, Mark begins to realize that the stable boy isn't really the rude asshole he plays to be. In all, he's just an undeniable idiot... ...An idiot who might just steal his heart.

"Eh just give him time!" I was told, but it was going to take a little more than just "time" to get Jack to trust me - or just not glare at me in general. It was worth it though, he was cute, and I wanted him to be able to trust me. "Don't be so mean to him!" They scolded, but I didn't want to get close to him and being "mean" was the only way I saw to get him to leave me alone. He was someone you could get lost with, and I didn't need anyone to disrupt my common life. 〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜 This book will contain harsh images and descriptions, you may wish to advert yourself from this story. There will be warnings as to when someone that I have deemed as "extreme" appears and you will have the opportunity to skip over them. Thank you! Rinny♡ ------ All characters depicted in this book are in of themselves, fiction. Even if they portray similarities to real life people, the relationships and characters themselves are of my own design.