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liyuesbian · 3 years

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✧ PRIDE AND PREJUDICE!AU. [LISA]

NOTES! i am back at it again with an updated version of an au from my inactive kpop blog!! let's just call it "recycling" for now bc recycling is good 4 the environment :DD ALSO just to mention before you start reading, lisa's surname is minci... lisa minci... yep i didn't know until the time of writing this for some reason

“let us take a turn about the room,” miss minci says to you with a sympathetic smile on her face, her hand outstretched. “i assure you it is very refreshing after sitting for so long.”

you’re surprised but agree to it immediately. you don’t know what to think about the invitation. is she possibly planning something? you think to yourself but shake your head when you realise miss minci would not try to do anything too drastic in front of her beloved mr. ragnvindr.

carefully, she wraps her right arm around your left and begins to walk around the room. you notice her discreetly slow down to match your pace which you’re thankful for. there are two other individuals in the room: diluc ragnvindr and albedo, a newly-acquainted scholar. both are presently seated on chairs, reading their chosen texts.

“what do you think about mr. ragnvindr?” lisa minci says softly so as not to be heard by anyone else. you take a few seconds to contemplate about how to reply, knowing the pretentious miss minci may use your words against you.

“i have no affection for him and i do not care to have his either.” the woman intertwined with you sighs in relief, a small detail which you catch. you take note of how her eyes glisten when the sunlight hits them, revealing irises of warm, green tones.

“what secret affairs are you discussing?” the wealthy nobleman asks, one eyebrow raised in suspicion. you turn away to avoid your staring from being noticed.

“nothing that you need to know about,” you retort back to which diluc scoffs.

“i see you have amended your differences and are now each other’s confidantes. how unexpected.”

“oh! shocking!” cries your 'confidante'. “how shall we punish him for such a speech?”

“nothing much, but if you are inclined to,” you begin. “we can plague and punish him. tease him—laugh at him, even. are the two of you not close enough for you to know?”

“hardly! i’d much rather be intimate with you than mr. ragnvindr,” miss minci admits. you mouth gapes open slightly at the unexpected confession. is that truly what she thinks? is she not pursuing diluc ragnvindr?

the aforementioned male grows bored of the conversation and reverts his attention to the novel in his hands.

“ah yes! i remember there will be a ball soon. i trust your family is invited?” lisa holds onto your arm a little tighter and looks at you with inquisitive eyes.

“i have yet to hear about it but i suppose my youngest sister would like to join in.”

“wonderful!” miss minci exclaims. “i do hope to see you there.” at once, you become aware of lisa minci’s odd behaviour. it differs from the comments you overheard her making when you first set foot on their residence, emerging from your tiresome hike, donning muddy boots and a dirty petticoat.

“i despise dancing with men who are not half as accomplished as myself, and good lord! why do they always wear such conceited expressions?” you nod at her ramblings, absentmindedly. lisa scans your reaction from the corner of her eyes, hoping to achieve your agreement. her judgement is somewhat correct when you say: “certainly, but vanity and pride are weaknesses that i wish not to associate myself with.”

at this, mr. ragnvindr intervenes, “yes, vanity is indeed a weakness. but pride—where it is truly deserved, pride will always be under good regulation.” his arrogant remark gives you a bad impression and you scowl.

“it is clear that pride is your defect.” when you say this, lisa hurriedly switches over to cling to your other arm in an attempt to distract you. she tries to change the subject but is interrupted.

“and your defect—” before diluc can counter with anything, the brown-haired lady calls out for some music from albedo who is silently reading in a corner, choosing to ignore the chaos that had ensued. in response, he shrugs and gives lisa an indifferent nod of his head.

“mr. ragnvindr, please refrain yourself from acting so obnoxiously,” the woman embracing you glares. “albedo, please play something—anything to ease us from this tension!” your expression softens at lisa's successful efforts to mediate. while you’re looking at her, she turns to face you and grins.

she leans forward to whisper in your ear, “i think mr. ragnvindr no longer wants to continue this argument.” you blush at the sudden feeling of her breath tickling your skin. footsteps are heard exiting the room which you assume belongs to an irritated, red-haired man.

“thank you,” you mutter back and she chuckles at your response.

“you can repay me by accepting my offer for a small dance.” she doesn’t even wait for your reply before taking a few steps back—still keeping her focus on you—and finally bowing. her laughter fills the room and accompanies the song albedo is playing on the pianoforte. she grabs your hand and you accept, a subtle smile starting to grow on your face.

it’s difficult, dancing alone with another in a such a large room, but you make it work. the entire time, lisa can't take her gaze off of you and how graceful your movements are. you, on the other hand, gradually acknowledge that your first impression of lisa minci may have been wrong as you let out the first, honest chortle during this visit escape from your lips.

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