romantic confession dialogue prompts
"i can't pretend anymore."
"you need to know that i have grown to care for you. deeply."
"i've loved you since the moment i first laid my eyes on you."
"you deserve to know."
"it's you. it's always been you."
"are you really so oblivious?"
"there isn't anything that i wouldn't do for you."
"i was made to love you."
"i cannot bare to be apart from you anymore."
"please. please just listen to me."
"don't make me say it. i can't say the words."
"you are all i can think about."
"i can't fathom the idea of my life without you in it."
"i dream of you. all i do, is dream of you."
"i am so very in love with you."
"is it so obvious how infatuated i am?"
"for years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and silence."
"we have just met and yet it feels like i have known you for a lifetime."
"you are everything. everything."
"it hurts me, just how much i ache for you."
"i don't know if i can't bring myself to speak it."
"i know that this is not what you want to hear..."
"after everything you've done, i still love you. with all i am."
"it's true."
"i cannot stand you, and yet i also cannot stand to be away from you."
"please...say something."
"i feel your absence in everything that i do alone, in every place i go without you."
"your smile brings me so much joy."
"i'm falling for you."
"i am sorry that you found out this way."
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marriage - regulus black
TW: I do not condone or promote forced marriage or any form of abuse or mistreatment in relationships.
This text may contain triggering content for some readers, including references to emotional abuse and coercion.
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I woke up and glanced at Regulus sleeping next to me. I had always known that I would marry a pureblood wizard. My mother had drilled it into me from a young age that marrying well was the most important thing I could do. So when I was told that I would be marrying Regulus Black, I was not surprised. In fact, I was almost relieved that I would not have to go through the process of finding a suitable husband myself.
However, I was not blind to the fact that Regulus did not want to marry me. I could see the disdain in his eyes every time we were forced to be in each other's company. It hurt me that he could not even try to get to know me, but I understood that he had been forced into this marriage just as I had.
But it seemed that nothing I did could change his opinion of me. I tried to be kind to him, but he rebuffed me at every turn. It was clear that he did not want to be married to me, and I could not help but feel hurt by his rejection.
Despite my disappointment, I knew that I had to make the best of the situation. I was determined to be a good wife to Regulus, even if he did not want me. I hoped that one day he would see that I was not the enemy and that we could find some common ground. But for now, I would have to be content with being the wife of a man who hated me.
Regulus was on the other side of the bed just staring at the ceiling as if he hadn't a care in the world. He was silent for a moment before he spoke. "You know this marriage was completely unnecessary, right?"
"But what was the point in them arranging this? You know I hate you, right?" He kept staring at the ceiling.
"Yes, I do. For what reason, the world may never know," you respond, mumbling the last part as you go up to go to the shared bathroom in your bedroom.
"Probably to spite me." He said before slowly getting up and heading into the bathroom as well. He leaned against the wall as he looked at you in the mirror. He stared right through your eyes but it was clear by his expression that there was nothing but hatred towards you.
"What do you want?"
"For you to go away." His voice was a soft but cold as his eyes narrowed at you. You'd never seen him like this before.
"Well, I'm not going away, not for a long time, so maybe stop being so tiresome and just get used to this marriage because, whether you like it or not, you're married to me," you say, on the verge of yelling as you had about enough of him.
Regulus seemed to grow even taller as he stared down at you.
"I'm the Head of House Black, my family's reputation is everything." Regulus paused before he took another step closer.
"You're telling me to get used to this?"
"Exactly. Good job of getting the point into your thick skull." You responded, still mad at him for complaining and blaming everything on you.
Regulus stared at you before rolling his eyes. "You know why we're married?" He asked.
"To ensure that I continue the Black family line." He was still staring at you. Your breath hitched just slightly as a cold wave washed over you.
"So?"
"Do you know how children are made?" Regulus' tone changed as he looked down at you. He said as he took a step closer.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm only doing my duty." Regulus answered as he took another step towards you.
"No"
Regulus was silent for a moment. He seemed confused at your answer. "No?" He looked deep into your eyes.
"You understand this is our duty, right?"
"Yes, I realise that, but I'm not doing it just to please our parents or for me to get pregnant. I'm also not going to do it with someone who hates me." You say this as you place both hands on his chest and push him back slightly.
Regulus took a step back, then let out a sigh. He ran his hand through his hair before looking back at you. He said nothing for a moment, but his eyes seemed to burn you.
"Our family needs a child, do you know what happens if they don't get one?"
"We'll just tell them that we're trying and that it's taking longer than expected, but until you get over your hatred for me, I'm not doing anything with you." You say this as you move downstairs to make a cup of tea.
"And how do you think they'll respond to that when the time passes and you're still not pregnant." Regulus followed you into the kitchen. It was clear he was angry with you now which almost caught you by surprise.
"Well then, get over your hatred faster," you say with your back to him as you watch the kettle.
Regulus leaned against the wall once again and took a breath before talking. "Have you ever thought of why I hate you?" His tone shifted again.
"Yes, I have, and I cannot come up with a single reason why you do." You turn to face him.
Regulus seemed to struggle to find the words to say. "I hate you because.. you remind me of my parents." Regulus said after a moment as he looked away from you.
His tone seemed softer now; he seemed sad—not angry, not cold, just sad. When he looked back at you, he almost looked ashamed.
"Our parents forced me into this marriage I did not want, just like how they forced me into everything else." Regulus was silent for a moment.
"Regulus, I am not your parents; in fact, I'd like to think I'm the complete opposite, and I know you don't like that we're married, but we have to make it work." You say, softly.
He just stood there for a moment before he took a step forward and wrapped you in a hug.
"I'm sorry." He said as he tightened his grip on you. Regulus seemed more like a scared little boy than the man you had previously known.
You sighed and pulled away from him as you heard the screeching noise from the kettle.
"Let me make us some tea." Regulus said as he slowly went to the cupboard and took out two matching tea cups.
"You just sit down." He kept his back facing you while he prepared the tea.
"Thank you," you replied as you took the steaming mug from him.
Regulus took his own mug and sat down across from you.
He looked down at the table in silence for a moment before looking up at you. He took a sip of his drink and waited for you to do the same.
You start to take a sip from your mug, but it's too hot, and you burn your tongue slightly.
"Fuck," you hiss.
Regulus smiled when you cursed and he couldn't help but chuckle slightly.
"Always wait for the tea to cool first." He warned you.
"Yeah, a bit too late for that." You smiled.
"You know, this is one of the first times I've seen you smile" Regulus took another sip of his tea before his eyes met yours once again.
He stayed silent for a moment before he said, "Do you think we could ever get along?"
"I think so, yeah."
"Can I ask you something?" Regulus' tone was serious as he looked at you.
"Yes?"
"Why did you accept our parent's proposition to marry me?" Regulus' tone was soft once more.
"Because you seemed nicer than the other options my mother presented me."
Regulus was silent for a moment before he sighed. He placed his tea cup down on the table and looked at you properly for the first time.
"Did you know I was going to be so... cold to you?" Regulus seemed to want to ask more questions. He looked almost nervous now.
"No, I didn't, but I got used to it, I guess."
"Why would you get used to it?" Regulus seemed confused. "I've been awful to you this entire time and you're okay with that?"
"Well, I wasn't okay with it, but nothing I said or did would change your mind, so I grew to sort of ignore the words that came out of your mouth."
"I'm sorry that I acted that way towards you, I'm a complete and utter arse." He spoke quickly. Regulus seemed to know full well that he was in the wrong. He had always blamed everyone but himself.
"No one is deserving of the treatment I've given you." Regulus didn't look away from you as he spoke.
"I'm not sure if I could forgive you right away, but this is good progress."
"I don't expect forgiveness. After how I treated you, you owe me nothing." Regulus took another sip of his tea.
In this moment, he didn't seem like a Head of House, he just seemed like a tired and overworked young man.
"I'm getting a bit tired; I think I might go take a nap."
Regulus looked tired as well. His expression seemed almost sad as he looked at you.
"You probably should." He stood up from his seat and picked up his mug.
"I'll get the dishes and then I think I should sleep as well." Regulus said in a more tired tone than you'd ever heard from him.
"Leave the dishes; we'll do them in the morning. You need to sleep too."
Regulus paused for a moment before he slowly nodded.
"Okay, thank you." He placed his mug into the sink then left the kitchen to head upstairs. You could hear him start walking up the steps.
You followed him upstairs to your bedroom. You went to the bathroom to quickly do your skincare routine and found him lying in bed under the covers.
When you walked into the bedroom you realised something. Regulus was in bed, half-covered by the sheets but he didn't appear to be tired, in fact, he was wide awake.
Regulus turned over to look at you and his eyes seemed to sparkle slightly in the dim glow. He stared at you for a moment before asking, "Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah?" You replied as you laid down next to him.
"Would you hold my hand?" Regulus asked. You could hear the tiredness in his voice.
He wanted you to hold his hand. It was a simple request, but it made something inside your heart flutter just a little.
"Yes, Regulus" You responded, taking in his hand as you laid down and tried to sleep.
His hand was warm and you were glad to be able to hold it. It made you feel safe in a way you hadn't felt in a long time.
Regulus was silent for a moment before he spoke once again. "Thank you." He turned over towards you so he was facing you while still laying in bed.
Regulus' eyes seemed to close when you took his hand and began to lay down beside him. In only moments, he was fast asleep. It wasn't long before he fell into a dreamless sleep. His grip was slightly tight on your hand.
You lay in bed awake for a few minutes before you slowly fell asleep as well. Regulus was still holding your hand.
A/N : This isn't what I usually write but I went along with it. If you have any requests, send me a message.
-zoe ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗
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