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naresnani · 11 months

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Overture

Fandom: Ikemen Prince | Nokto Klein/Adam Kain (OC) | Words: 880

Tags: Jealousy, Bodyguard/valet AU

Summary:

I am not a jealous man. I do not feel strongly towards people.

Notes: Supposed to be for @xxsycamore 's AU event... right? is that still going on? well anyway...

If I ever were to fancy somebody I shouldn't, it is trivial to simply abandon those feelings and let go. It's been easier that way, and none was ever the wiser.

Some light sounds of laughter were being carried by the evening wind. A pair. I stayed behind. Higher up the rose hill. It was a cool evening with petals fluttering around me while the sky turned a warm colour. The breeze lifted up my sweat. I couldn't feel the sun. The prince and his maiden squeezed each other's hands. Their whispers couldn't reach me.

It feels wrong, but it's my job to watch him. It's been my job for years. Five, maybe seven. Since I left my tribe I've never known anything else. From writing his letters to dressing his wounds to dressing him in the morning. From a clueless lad to the only one who knows of all his needs.

I am paid well. I am respected. Although he doesn't always make my work easy, he's fortunate that I do care for him. I do, beyond what they paid me to.

I don't think anyone else would care for him if it isn't me.

"I can't let you go through with this. My… heart wouldn't let me."

"Adam, all you need to do is pick me up outside the building and ride. Do you have no faith in me?"

"I do. But my faith holds no water in what will actually occur. Please, your Highness, look for another way. You cannot be more needlessly reckless."

"...I revealed all my plans to you because I trust you. You're someone I trust the most. No one else would do this for me but you."

"Then let me come with you!"

"No!"

"Why? What difference would it make?"

"I'm someone they can't hurt. I could walk out of there without a single worry in my life whether or not I succeed. You, on the other hand, have a bright future ahead of you."

"What do you mean by that, what are you saying?"

This maiden. She's a commoner, here for purposes I am not privy of. He's different. She's not like the other women he's had taken with him. He doesn't play around or use her. He is smitten by her looks. He told me so. He's smitten by her voice and laughter and by the way she does care for him. She caresses his hair and she reads to him at night and she allows herself this. He lays his head down her lap and he allows himself this. He is smitten.

He took her near one of the rose bushes and hid her face in his hands. I avert my eyes. I shouldn't be allowed to follow them this far…

The rose hill is too large even for a hundred people, much less an individual. I don't know what to do with myself. I'm too large and too small. I hear too much and too little. I'm curious, and I'm sick to death of them. If I could leave I would. His laughter is the only sound that reached me. I'm sick.

He always has his way with words. He's too kind, too caring. He "trusts you the most." He misleads people all the time, who was I kidding? He "likes the company." He "likes having you at all times." He "wants you to feel like you belong." He, "If you have nowhere else to be, then I want you to be with me."

"Adam…"

"It's me, I made it. I mean… you did."

"Where are we?"

"You took the antidote too late, your Highness. You took them too late, my God. It could've been it. It could've been… If it weren't for…."

"You made it."

"The doctor got to you just in time, I could have been too late. I'm sorry. Please, please don't ever do this again. I can't do this again."

"I told you, I trust you with my life, and I was right."

"Please don't… not me."

"Hahahah… who else?"

They're all just words. I should never have allowed myself this delusion, that he even slightly cares for me beyond how much he paid me. Yet who could blame me? I've carried him on the verge of his death after he ingested that poison. I didn't sleep for a week, I never left his bedside. I changed his clothes, I cleaned him. I've once fought till my blood beat out of me for him. I've killed for him. I've loved him. I couldn't do any of it without some form of love. Does anyone? Can anyone?

I didn't think anyone else would love him if it wasn't me.

"Adam, what are you doing here?"

He was right behind, the maiden still tailing him.

"Ah, I apologise. I thought you should have your own space."

"Me and Emma are going to the city. Do you have somewhere else to be?"

I do not, of course.

"I'll take your Highness there, don't worry."

They smile. Seeing them happy, content, I do not feel any bitterness, nor sadness. I don't really feel anything. I don't think I'm a jealous man, nor do I feel strongly towards people.

#ikepri adam #ikepri nokto #ikepri

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kissmetwicekissmedeadly · 1 year

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✨The Prince and the Frog✨

@batteryrose

(there's butt under the cut)

#ikepri #ikemen prince #ikepri nokto #ikepri oc #ikepri adam #ikemen prince nokto

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misty-moth · 9 months

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Manga/Anime character with strong Licht energy:

Sir Adam Taylor

(The Reason Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke’s Mansion)

Full list

#licht klein #sir adam taylor #ikemen prince #from me #ikepri

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krys-loves-otome · 1 year

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Had forgotten these lil gems when I was testing out marker and found the perfect colors for @batteryrose's Valerie (though the digitalization process makes it more bubblegum pink and cooler, which makes me sad)

Not gonna claim I know Val's height situation nor her pickle preferences, but this is the vibes I generally get from her

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dove-da-birb · 10 months

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Shameless Self-Insert Hours & Nicknames

Picrew | I list the nicknames I would use for TWST, Ikevamp & Ikepri because I would absolutely annoy the ever-living hell out of them for my own entertainment. (Picrew at the bottom)

"Wait a damn minute, this is an Otome? NOPE CAN'T CATCH ME! LATER LOSERS! PEACE!

Name; Dove

Birthday; June 30, 2001

Height; 166 cm

Dominant Hand; Right

Pronouns; They/Them

Gender; Non-binary / I'm just vibing

Sexuality; Asexual (neutral)

Romantic Orientation; Aromantic (neutral)

MBTI; bruh, idk and idc anymore, I just vibe

Enneagram; 5w6

Hobbies; writing, reading, knitting, crocheting, drawing, cleaning, dancing, singing, annoying friends

Talent; pulling stories out of thin air

Pet Peeve; getting hair in their mouth and cleaning up other people's messes

Other; Eldest of three siblings and acts as the peacekeeper of the entire family. Gots that juicy gifted kid to undiagnosed neurodivergent adult drip. Speaks English and a tiny bit of French. Swears like a sailor. Has the sides of their head shaved (undercut). Hair is a mix of 2B and 3A.

Modern Aesthetic; dark academia, art hoe, and grandparent-core

For Fantasy Games; plays with dresses and suits, mixing up the more gendered clothing

Somehow ends up going into several games that they play or are interested in. IDK man, just thought it would be fun

Nicknames they have for people;

Twst

Ace; Ass

Deuce; Deedee

Riddle; Riddler

Trey; just Trey

Cater; Cat

Leona; House cat

Ruggie; Gigi

Jack; just Jack

Azul; Adam

Jade; Florence

Floyd; Jasper

Kalim; Kal

Jamil; Millie

Vil; Queenie

Rook; Monsieur Ombre

Epel; Epi-pen

Idia; Idea, Ikea

Ortho; Son

Malleus; Tim (insert Tim 'Hornton' joke here)

Lilia; Lily

Sebek; Beckie, Beks

Silver; Silvie

Ikevamp

Isaac; Apple tater

Arthur; just Doyle, sometimes Dodo

Vincent; Vinny

Theodorus; Dora

Dazai; Ozzi

Comte; Germs

Mozart; Zarty

Napoleon; Bonny

Sebastian; Seb

Leonardo; Lee, Finky

Jean; John

Shakespeare; Pear, Billiam, Shakes

Vlad; Lad

Faust; Jojo

Charles; Hen

Ikepri

Chevalier; Chevie, Cheval (horse), Computer

Clavis; Clavs, Clavicle

Gilbert; Giovanni, Bertie

Jin; Jen

Keith; just Keith

Leon; Dompy (surname)

Licht; Lick

Luke; Lulu

Nokto; Nok-nok, Toto

Rio; just Rio

Sariel; Ariel, Elly

Silvio; who? (straight up ignores him) fine fine, Silly it is

Yves; Yew

Ikevil

William Rex; Rexy

Liam Evans; Evs

Roger Barel; Roadkill

Victor; Tori

Elbert Greetia; Elbow

Ellis Twilight; Twilight Sparkle, Lizzie

Alfons Sylvatica; Alfie, Alf

Harrison Gray; Hare

Jude; Dude

*forgets others*

Obey Me

Lucifer; Loo

Mammon; Mams, Mammogram

Leviathan; Levi, Nerd

Satan; Nerd, Dork, Blondie

Asmodeus; Asmo, Momo

Beelzebub; Bee, Bubs, Bubbie

Belphegor; Belphewhore, Bels

Diavolo; Princess

Barbatos; Barbie

Solomon; Old Man

Simeon; Angel

Luke; just Luke

Thirteen; Lucky

Mephistopheles *idc how it's spelt*; Mepmep

Raphael; just his name

More nicknames tbd

#dove self-insert #not a lot of lore but i went ham with the nicknames #i'm not tagging all the characters #dove lore #so many of them would HATE their nicknames and i LOVE it #i spent way too long on this #lemme know which ones are your favourite nicknames

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scummy-writes · 1 year

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Isaac Week 2022, Day Six: Communication

Short and simple general 'fluff' drabble.

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It was rare for Isaac to admit when he was struggling. Time and time again you would catch him making excuses for your sake, ignoring how it just made you more concerned about his wellbeing.

So when he spotted you waiting in his room after he got home from teaching, you were surprised that he openly let out a sigh of relief. Then you became concerned when your 'welcome home!' hug caused Isaac to melt into your embrace, nuzzling into your neck and lingering.

"Is everything alright?"

"Mm… I want to cuddle with you."

Oh… Something certainly had to have happened.

But you didn't get an explanation until Isaac was snuggled up to you on his bed. His head rested on your chest while you stroked his head, and you could have sworn he was asleep if it weren't for the small hums of appreciation he occasionally let out.

It was evident that he was fine physically, and that nothing dire had occurred, so you kept offering the comfort he admitted to wanting, not pushing him on what caused him to openly ask for it.

After about half an hour of this, Isaac ended up murmuring quietly.

"My head hurts."

You blinked, pausing your ministrations momentarily, "did you take medicine?"

"It's…not that kind of headache." Isaac stayed quiet for a few minutes, then continued hesitantly, "I've no idea how to explain it. Just… At times, the world seems too loud. Rather, everything does. People, nature, my own thoughts… and I find myself unable to think clearly without feeling amiss."

As he slowly explained, you felt the tension rise in his body again. Carefully, you continued to card your fingers through his hair, speaking quietly, "it sounds similar to some headaches I've heard others talk about before."

"From your time, surely? Everyone I've mentioned this to before always looked at me like I'd grown another head…"

"Yes, from my time. Have others really treated you differently over this?"

You felt him sigh, "it may have been over how adamant I was to seek somewhere quiet, and offering a poor explanation."

"Sometimes, that's all we can do until the awful feeling goes away," you felt his tension ebb as he relaxed again, "is anything I'm doing helping?"

"Quite… Rather, I'm actually feeling knackered…"

Trying to stifle your chuckle, you tugged the sheet over him, "let's remedy that, shall we? I don't mind a short nap."

Isaac seemed to melt into you as he let out a deep sigh, finally releasing the tension that had slowly built up over the day, "I've no idea what I'd do without you."

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Before I got put on some medicine, I'd have bouts where my thoughts seemed super loud and they'd feel like they were going 100mph, it felt like. And even though it made no sense, being in a quiet place and just relaxing would help. I always thought that maybe Isaac would have a similar issue or two. That is all that this drabble is about.

I feel like it's kind of a dud HAHA but I've wanted to write Isaac asking for cuddles over this issue for a while. Isaac week is always a chance for me to test out what I would deem 'dud' ideas and see how I feel when I post them.

Masterlist | Ikevamp/Ikepri Server

Tag list (let me know if you'd like to be added or removed!):

@aeoncryptic @anianakin @shookspearewrites @niintendoqs @otomefoxystar @jazzellen @cinnatwisted @kim-stitches @passionatebooklover @aurora-morning @kimmy-banana @akitsuneswife

#im not feeling super gucci about this one so im not using official tags! sorry!#isaac week 2022

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batteryrose · 1 year

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nokto with giant adambunny/rabbit/i do not know the species of bnnuy

#this is totally inspired by hte uh. jp event?#ikepri #ikepri oc #ikemen prince #ikepri adam #ikepri nokto #oc #art

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kissmetwicekissmedeadly · 1 year

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Adam Kain, the sane one

( because @batteryrose keeps putting funny visuals in my head (original) and Paint is just a click away )

#ikemen prince #ikepri #ikepri gilbert #gilbert von obsidian #ikemen gilbert #ikemen prince gilbert #ikepri oc #ikepri adam #ikemen prince oc #ikemen prince adam #ikepri adam kain #ikepri memes #ikemen prince memes #ikeseries memes #ikemen series #ikeseries #cybird #ikemen meme

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nightkarmaqueen · 2 years

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Jewel Under the Veil - Licht Klein

----- Jewel Under the Veil || Licht Klein x Aisha Layla (OC) ft. Mochammad Adam

Summary : Under the same golden light, the two pairs of eyes met. The gaze descended to the hearts of each. However, can their different belief concepts accept each other's feelings? It's all about betraying their feelings or betraying the Almighty.

WC : 1966 Words.

Warning : Grammar errors, using form of Original Character, mischaracterization, mismatch lore, chaotic sister vibe, Roxana reference, mention of specific religion concept, and others.

A/N : Aisha Layla is actually my OC from the Arcana. She’s actually has a similiar traits with M. Adam (Dearest @batteryrose‘s OC) like sunkissed skin, dark hair, and eyes. AND GUESS WHAT? I’M SIMPING FOR HIM NOW! SO, DEAREST, LET ME BORROW YOUR OC FOR THIS!

GOLDEN light emanated from the chandeliers in the dance hall. Greetings and various types of conversation sounded warm in the ears of the guests present. It was a very lively night. What else needs to be said? This was a royal banquet.

A huge banquet was held at the Rhodolite Royal Palace. With a dress that matched her brother’s palette, Layla entered the dance hall. A night-colored dress decorated with black brocade fabric wrapped Layla's body. Black tulle with golden patterns veil falls from her head, sweeping to the floor.

Layla's hand hooked on her brother's hand. "Your perfume smells different," Adam commented.

"You forbade me to use anything with strong scent, so I used the white rose perfume. Though I wanted to attract the attention of the royal acquaintance of yours," Layla protested.

Adam could only sigh. "That's the reason why I forbid you to use your usual perfume.”

“But Rama said he likes my purple roses scent better.”

“So?”

“I swear to God, you’re the worst.”

“Not my problem, really.”

Sometimes Layla started to get annoyed when Adam answered her with that flat expression. But just as Layla was about to protest, someone cut her off.

"Well, well, if it's not the new Marquis of Cainhorus."

Adam and Layla raised their eyes. Sand-colored gray hair and sharp blood-colored eyes. With that visible traits, Layla was able to guess that the two men in front of her were the famous twin princes of Rhodolite.

"Greetings to Your Highnesses Prince Licht and Prince Nokto." Adam bowed, greeting the two princes. Following her brother, Layla automatically lifted her thin veil and covered half of her face in greeting, a simple etiquette yet unique that her mother's family taught her.

While her brother was busy talking with Nokto, Layla stayed silent. Layla immediately let her veil fabric unravel after the greeting.

Contrary to what Layla said to Adam, Layla had forgotten how she wanted to attract Nokto's attention. Instead, Layla was fixated on the other twin. Layla tried to look at something else, but out of the corner of her eyes Layla couldn't stop staring at Licht.

Until her night-colored eyes met Licht's crimson eyes, Layla flinched. "I-I deeply apologize, Your Highness," Layla couldn't do anything else after she blinked and broke her gaze on Licht.

"No worries, it's fine." Licht doesn't seem bothered by what you just did. Licht just stared at his brother who was joking with Adam while the new Marquis wasn't bothered at all. "It's been a very long time since Nokto could be friends freely without hiding his feelings," said Licht.

Layla gazed at her brother. "Indeed. Brother Cain is also not that kind of people who will be friend with just anyone. I feel happy about his friendship with His Highness."

"And you..." Licht gave Layla a chance to identify herself.

"Oh! Please pardon my rudeness." Layla bowed once again. She once again blocked half of her face with her hand while greeting. "It's a great honor to meet you, Your Highness. Greeting to the Prince of Roses. I'm Aisha Layla, daughter of the late Marquis Cainhorus, sister of the current Marquis Cainhorus."

Realizing how their siblings were chatting with each other, Adam and Nokto looked a little surprised.

"Wouldn't it be nice if Cainhorus showed their loyalty to the royal family through a marriage?" Nokto asked, teasing Adam.

"Thank you, but we’re afraid we need to refuse the offer." Adam objected straigtly. “I won’t let it happen.”

Nokto pretended to be disappointed. "You really are a cruel brother, aren’t you? Didn't you see how your dearest sister smiled shyly to my brother?"

Adam was silent for a moment. "It’s not only me. My mother's family, the whole tribe where my mother was born is cruel."

Nokto was a little surprised. He didn't expect Adam to speak so deeply.

Adam's dark eyes gazed at his sister who was still busy talking and laughing with Licht. Even so, Nokto could see how Adam was staring far past his sister.

"Marriage is a very sensitive topic in my mother's family. There, the women is bound to wait for someone right and the best only. Including for Layla," Adam explained to Nokto.

"Before the game even started, His Highness Prince Licht had already lost. Even if my sister won the favor of the nobles, Prince Licht will immediately lose the favor of the higher-ups of my mother's tribe. So like it or not, I have to break her heart," the current Marquis Cain continued.

Nokto was silent, unable to speak. His blood-colored eyes gazed at his twin brother from afar. It was a rare moment for the Sixth Prince of Rhodolite to socialize with others. That’s the main reason why the scene before him looked a little off.

But not for long, Nokto laughed softly. "I see," he chuckled. "So the information I got does match what you just described."

"Oh?" Adam took his eyes off of Layla and looked at Nokto from corner of his eyes. Nokto managed to get Adam's attention and now the marquis was curious.

Nokto turned his gaze straight into Adam's eyes. He smirked. "You're the interesting one, Marquis. Looks like my mission to get you to our side won't be boring."

Adam widened his eyes in surprise. He seemed to be triggered by the words Nokto just said. Luckily, Adam managed to control himself to calm down. "I see how it is," he muttered, looking down before he lifted his gaze once again to Nokto. "Then what are you waiting for, Your Highness? Are you waiting for my mother's tribe and March of Cainhorus to be flattened by Obsidian first? If you want my favor, I believe you know where to start, Prince Nokto."

Chills ran down from his spine. Adam's sharp and cold gaze managed to pierce his heart deep. However, Nokto immediately laughed out of loud, almost attracting all the attention of the guests present, including Layla and Licht.

"Right, just like that! You’re the best, Cain! I really like you!" Nokto confessed between his evil laughs. Adam just stood there, not amused at all.

This was enough to make Layla and Licht worry. The two of them decided to end their conversation and approached their own siblings.

"Nokto, that's enough." Licht said in his demanding tone.

"Brother?" Layla, who was confused and a little frightened by Nokto's behavior, immediately hugged her brother’s arm.

After he stopped laughing, Nokto looked at Layla in amusement. "It's about time for the dance. I believe this would be your first dance as a Marquis, Adam. Me and my brother will excuse ourselves."

With that, the Twin Princes left Adam and Layla.

"He gettin' wild." Adam stated.

Hearing that, Layla chuckled. "Brother, your accent is leaking out!"

Adam looked at his sister. He was silent for a moment, barely aware of what he had just said. "I apologize. I didn't realize that."

Layla smiled warmly. "That's fine, Brother."

Adam realized one thing. Ever since the sixth and seventh Princes of Rhodolite had left, his younger sister had always been darting around, scaning every corner of the hall.

"All praises for the God, dear sister. You know it's a sin to take the second glance."

Layla fliched when she heard her brother's words. She shot a glance at Adam, while then man just staring at his sister, telling her that he was right.

"Dear God, I ask for Your forgiveness," Layla whispered as she lowered her veil slightly, hiding her jewel eyes.

Adam noticed how gloomy Layla looked after that. He couldn't blame Layla. It wasn't her fault or even his fault because their belief concept was very different from most people on this continent.

Layla peeked from under her veil. Hey jewel eyes painted a pleading gaze to her brother. "So, I can't dance with His Highness Prince Licht?" Layla asked, whispering.

"You can not." Adam answered his sister flatly.

"But he's wearing a pair of glove!" Layla insisted.

"I said no."

Layla was getting annoyed. "What about his twin brother?"

"A huge no, truly!" This time, Adam's voice seemed a bit more sharper. He knew what kind of person Nokto was. He couldn't bear to see his little sister tainted by the Prince, no matter if he was good friends with him. If such a good man like Licht had already lost, what about Nokto? That's even worse.

Layla huffed in annoyance. "Fine, I'll dance with Rama!" The Lady rushed to her brother's aide. Adam was silent, knowing that his aide could handle this problem on his own.

"My lady, I'm afraid that won't do." Rama could only smile and refused Layla's offer politely. "I'm afraid that Madam Cain would kill me if I dare to lay a finger on her precious daughter."

"Then who should I dance with?!" Layla whined.

"With me. Now stop your whining! You're not a child anymore, Aisha Layla!"

Hearing Adam in a more serious voice, Layla immediately shutted her lips. The young woman dropped her gaze to the floor. "Forgive me, Brother. I'm stepping my line."

Adam sighed. "That's fine. I know it's still hard for you after Father died. But we need to get used to it."

Layla reached for Adam's hand and held it tightly, trying her best not to cry. "Truly, we belong to the God. Brother, I miss our Father," Layla voice cracked.

Layla used to dance with the late Marquis Cain at every event. It was only natural that the dance ball this time was very different for her. Layla never danced with any other man besides her father and brother.

"I know," Adam answered Layla's grip. "Layla, now look at me."

At her brother's request, Layla gazed into Adam's jewel-colored eyes. There is a pure affection and worry in his eyes that Layla couldn't ignore.

"If you want to be with His Highness Prince Licht, then one of you shall betray your belief. But that shall not be you. Mother loves you too much to let you stray the wrong path." Adam spoke carefully, making sure what he said reached Layla's heart and mind.

"If he truly is the right man for you, then he will leave what he believes in by himself, only for you" Adam continued.

"Just like what Father did for Mother?"

"Right, just like what Father did. Do you understand?"

Layla nodded. "I understand, Brother."

Adam smiled faintly. However, "Well, but that's not the same with Prince Nokto. He's too bad for you. You will regret getting involved with him!"

Layla widened her eyes in confusion. "Brother, are you...sulking?"

"No, I'm not."

Hearing that short and sharp answer, Layla chuckled. Adam couldn’y help but smiled seeing his sisters mood back to normal.

Not too long after that, the music changed, signaling that the dance was about to begin. Adam raised his hand which was still holding Layla's hand. "Then, shall we, Lady Cain?"

Layla chuckled at his brother’s formality. She lifted her dress a little in curtsey. "Of course, my lord."

But without Layla's knowledge, a pair of blood-colored eyes stared at her from the corner of the hall, staring at Adam and Layla who were dancing to the music.

“What is it, Licht?” Nokto asked with his knowing smirk.

“Why do I feel like my veins are burning, it's bothersome.” Licht grumbled.

“Oh?” Nokto knew how his twin brother felt. He knew it too well, in fact. But he wanted Licht to figure it out himself about that desire to be with the young woman he just met.

Licht put some pressure to his temple, hoping it would chase away that burning feeling. But his blood-colored eyes seemed to flickering.

“Why does it feels like her jewel eyes are still scorching my soul?”

See you at the next work. Have a great day/night!

#nkq_works #yes i'm simping for ADAM #Dearest Nana never fail to impress me with her ocs #ikemen prince #ikepri #ikemen series #ikepri oc #ikepri ocs #ikemen prince x oc #ikepri x oc #ikemen prince x reader #ikepri x reader #ikepri nokto #ikepri nokto x reader #nokto klein #nokto x reader #ikepri licht #licht klein #ikepri licht x reader

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