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WHO DID THIS TO YOU?
First Years/Prefect Romantic Poly (Deuce Centric)
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The Prefect knew that their lovers were going to raise hell when they finally got back from club.
Grim was going to raise hell.
There was going to be a lot of hell raising going on and the Prefect didn’t really know what to do about it or really if they should.
It wasn’t like they liked pain. They were a normal, everyday kind of person that tried their best to avoid it. And they weren’t so altruistic that they wanted to start a fight with their lovers to protect the assholes that had hit them.
But well…their lovers could take it a bit far.
Sevens, any of their friends would take it far and it was a miracle that they managed to get back to Ramshackle without anyone else seeing them in this state.
The last time someone had laid a hand on them – and they had tried to fight back, really! But the Octavinelle student was like, twice their size! Bigger than Floyd even! – Sebek had nearly killed the guy and it was only Malleus pulling strings and Lillia making points of Crowley not protecting his students to get their half-fae off with just a month of detention and no criminal record.
Unfortunately they weren’t exactly in a state capable of hiding what had been done and they wouldn’t lie to their lovers like that anyway.
They just wished they could break it to them a little easier and with forewarning. Trying to message them, though, or call would cause the same kind of panic either way, though, so there was nothing they could do but wait.
The Prefect was just starting to work themself up into a fit of anxiety when they heard the front door open.
“Anata?” Deuce’s voice called from the entrance as they heard him shuffling around to toe off his shoes and set his track bag down near the closet to take back with him to Heartslabyul later.
“Aa, welcome back Deuce.” They managed, standing from the sofa and shifting nervously, glad that at least they had had time to change out of the bloody clothes.
“Practice ended a little early. Jack is on his way he just had to-…” Deuce froze when he stepped into the lounge and caught sight of them, the water bottle in his hand clattering to the floor.
The Prefect winced slightly at the horror and anguish that was quickly giving way to guilt in their lover’s sea blue eyes, hating that even more than anything else.
“I’m alright, it’s just…” but they let their words trail off as the other took numb steps to meet them before ever so gently reaching his hands to cup their face.
He touched them like they were made of glass as his eyes traveled over the already darkening black eye and the split lip that had only just minutes ago stopped bleeding. There were other bruises and scrapes – one on their jaw and another on their cheek bone on the same side as the black eye – but those were the worst.
“Who did this to you?” he whispered, his brow furrowed and broken in a way that the Prefect hated hearing.
Hated the guilt laced liberally throughout and how they always seemed to be a cause of pain for their lovers simply because they weren’t able to protect themselves against the students that saw them as an insult and weak target.
They were a weak target.
They were weak and magicless and didn’t even belong in that world.
It wasn’t surprising that they were a target.
But they wished they were able to at least protect themselves enough to not cause the people they cared about to hurt as if they felt every hit on their own body instead.
Words caught in their throat and they swallowed thickly, trying to push back the tears. They hadn’t cried when they had been thrown to the ground or when they had to cover their head to protect from the vicious kicks. Tears would have only made it worse and they didn’t want to give that kind of satisfaction to the assholes.
Deuce watched them struggling, watched them try to blink away the tears unsuccessfully and how their split lip trembled as they tried to find their voice through the pain and helplessness they clearly still felt.
His expression hardened, eyes narrowing and teeth gritting as a snarl pulled on his lips.
His voice was just as soft as moments before but now it was shaky in a barely contained rage that they could feel through his trembling fingers still oh so gently cupping their face.
“Who did this to you?”
They told him.
Deuce’s eyes flashed and he leaned forward to press the softest of kisses against their forehead, a silent promise.
“Jack will be home in a minute. Lock the door behind me.” He said before turning and storming out, hands already clenched into fists and prepared to return every bruise on their Prefect with ten of his own.
The Prefect watched him go, didn’t try to stop him as they knew it was pointless. Instead they closed the door like Deuce said and locked it before pulling out their phone and texting Ace and Sebek. They would be the closest ones to be able to find Deuce the fastest and hopefully prevent the worst as their lover was planning on taking on a fight of three on his own.
Hopefully Ace and Sebek would be able to get there before Deuce killed anyone.
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Hi guys, hope you liked it. I was inspired by THIS and had to write this up real fast. It's not beta'd or anything so please ignore any mistakes ^_^'. Tell me what you think. <3
I can't help but think about how did Deuce try to tell to his mother about Yuu, like, how do you explain to your mom that you've made a new friend at your new school but this friend is not even from this world (NOT EVEN FROM THIS DIMENSION 😶)
Poor Dylla must got a bad night thinking in the fact that there's life outside this world and one of those is now the bestie of her son.
I shall release you, In the public, one of my Yuusonas, the main one
OooooOoo
Yuusona / Prefect of Ramshackle
He is known as "Casimir", no surnames, just "Casimir" and he is defaultly 16. " ōwō "
he is the Prefect and Acting Housewarden of the Ramshackle dorm. his class is 1-A and currently in the Science Club.
his height is around 177 cm and 180 cm with his shoes/heels , he is quite tall, as he claims. is an Ambidextrous user but often uses his left hand as his dominant hand.
His birthday is around May 20, so he is a Taurus
His favourite Food is Gummy Strings and he hates any Bacon + Pancake mix dishes, He doesn't like that combination
He dyes his hair many times as possible, but at the moment, His hair is white + turquoise combo, He'll stick in that way
more under stuff
Casimir is also a Hairstylist, and great with it. If bored, He'll usually style Ace or Deuce's Hair, Which annoys Ace greatly but fine with it. Usually hang outs with these two in the Heartslabyul dorm. Currently running a Magicam account where he s
He is a Carefree and Chill student who got magically transported in the NRC, his first appearance is when Riddle and Azul is trying to catch Grim. Well Grim jumped to "Casimir" and he fell down. People assumed that "Casimir" owns Grim, and blah blah blah. Stuff happens.
He is great at Cleaning things up, but sometimes he ending up messing things up, which he dislikes it. "Casimir" Is quite decent at Academics works (usually great at creative works) but as a student who doesn't have any Magic, he struggles at magic-related subjecys ( Like Flight ) but he is eager to learn it. He can cook but can't bake, don't let him bake.
a perfect Visual Presentation of 1st years heights (Impiled HC design)
Because they are all best friends and so Silly and I love their dynamic 🫶🫶
I might post more Casimir stuff here, Soon tho. Not Today wwww