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YVES x READER

Good Morning, Prince Yves

oneshot . fluff . kissing . 363 words

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You, floating, saccharine and gorgeous in love, are spooled free from pastel dreams into a warm living-space: his space and sanctuary and stage and storybook, shaded in pastel pillows, teacup furniture, the shimmer off jewels and gemwork, and orbiting him, the doll, the prince, the sweetness God baked into blue eyes and ginger smile.

Yves flips the hair from his face and morning light finishes the rest. "You're not allowed to look that cute while you sleep!"

Your cheek tickles then glows effulgent with his frowning admission. "Good morning, Yves."

He beats you to the kiss, which is more air and lips hiding soliloquy than body finding body after a night without. He nips your nose and retreats into his pillow, even as you chase after your capricous cat.

"You're going on a date with me today and that's final," he very seriously asks the ceiling.

You burrow into his side of the covers. "I have etiquette lessons with Sariel."

Yves jumps when your shadow suddenly eclipses his face. His lashes waltz with each corner of the room in which his gaze seeks asylum. But there is more of you in his room now, clothing, books and vestige, than there was when a certain rose began shedding its hours.

A sigh. "You will learn far more from me, and a host of other things as well. Don't forget who you're-"

Breezy footsteps clip past the door and recede toward the library.

A small cataclysm ripples down to your toes as Yves traces his finger over the hills and crests of your face in profile.

"That's two men you've ignored me for and we haven't even left the bed yet."

You won't give him even a second, not a hundredth of a hundredth a second, to overthink nonsense. You eclipse all of him now, with body and beating heart and brows knit in frustration where your smile doesn't quite reach.

"H-hey!"

Yves. Is too cute.

"If you have time today, I'd like to take you up on that date."

He makes a tiny, haughty little laugh in his throat. And then a wordless thank-you wraps around your waist and and holds you for safekeeping.

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inspired by the resplendent bubheart, gilbertvonobsidian and violettduchess