?.. Sweetheart | Identity V x reader 「ONESHOTS」

? A Mercenary's Weakness | Naib Subedar

As he fought with himself something warm wrap around his hands "Can you do it for me?" (Y/N) asked "Do what?" "The game! You need to hit the bull's eye to get the grand prize," they explained pointing at the panda pillow that is awfully huge "Do it yourself," his emotionless voice told them. "I did! I couldn't hit the center!" They weep at him, "Okay, how 'bout you get some cotton candy," he insisted pointing at a small candy stall that is selling cotton candy as he gave them some cash "What about you?" (Y/N) looked up to his face though they could read what's in his mind from it, "You'll see." They walk off and went to do what he insisted with a little worry stirring up inside them, by the time they came back a big surprise that was waiting for them, Naib stood their hugging the panda prize they mentioned, seeing (Y/N)'s figure at the distance he waved his free arm at them.

"You–You actually got it?!" They screeched, their mouth agape. "Didn't you wanted it?" He took the two cotton candies they bought as he shoved them the panda "No no, it's not like that! I did wanted it, I just didn't thought you'd actually do it," they explained gripping the panda "Wahhhh! It's so fluffy and cute! Your name will be 'Chunky'," they said softly, referring to the panda pillow "You gave it a name..?" He gave them a puzzled and judging look. The rest of the festival went smoothly, no one recognised (Y/N) since they barely even show themselves as they both enjoy the night together under the watchful stars.

Returning back home he accompanied them back and stayed by their side until they were safely tucked in bed, 'Chunky' by their side as they went to the land of nod. By the morning they lied to the servants they were just really in deep slumber that they couldn't wake up from their calls and that the panda pillow was sewn by them which they quickly believed, just as quick as a blink of an eye, that's how they'd spend their nights as—Naib visiting, chatting and maybe get out and go to town especially when they aren't sleepy. Though the happy days went to an end in a very specific day which broke the glass.

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"You were going out?!" Their father spoke loudly at their ear it felt like their eardrum exploded "For a few nights—" "Few?! Then explain how many times this journalist saw you out with this man!" He bluntly shrieked pointing his finger to Naib "Who is this man?! Answer me!" He beseeched in full fury. (Y/N), of course, didn't wanted to tell the truth and bring him down with them, their mind was racing to fast it went blank thus their first instinct to that question was to stay quiet as their father continued to scold them for hours.

"Is this the reason why you suddenly declined me after accepting it?" The person who commissioned Naib to murder (Y/N) confronted him, slapping down the newspaper page with the article and pictures taken of him and (Y/N) together. He didn't utter a word "Answer me!" "Get out," Naib spoke, not looking back clearly pissed. "I said answer me—" "Get out, now. That's a warning," he interrupted him. Since he serve under no one, he can kill that man any second now if he doesn't leave. His biggest concern at the moment isn't himself but (Y/N), recalling the first time he saw how their father is to them it made him more worried, uneasiness filled his system as he held an letter that mentioned a manor and a game. It's only for him though but he wanted to bring (Y/N) allowing to set them free once more from their cage but this time, completely out.

He went back to their room and as hoped yet (Y/N) was locked inside, their window closed shut. "Naib! Get out of here, they might catch you!" (Y/N) warned them from the other side, the glass isn't that thick that their voices would be cut off "If they can! Step back," he then broke the window alerting everyone in the place as he invited himself in, taking (Y/N) with him out of the place sprinting as far as their legs can take them running pass people in full speed. "Naib! Wait! Naib! Where are we going?" (Y/N) asked while catching their breath from running as they are still hot in their father's heels "Somewhere you can feel free, and somewhere where I can protect you," he answered the letter still intact with him. "Be more specific Naib—" "Oletus Manor."

"The reason why he asked me to murder (Y/N)..." he saw the ambassador's red face "Was because he had a grudge over their father. To put it simply, he wanted (Y/N) to die to make the ambassador feel pain..." unfortunately, the mercenary he hired had completely fell for the person he was suppose to kill leading his own plan to backfire.

Finally reaching the manor he cupped (Y/N)'s face, their face screaming fear as their hands shake, they looked like what they used to look like back when they first met "Don't worry (Y/N). As long as you are with me, you won't get hurt," he reassured them then finally giving them a smile. "It's not everyday you smile like that," they noticed giving him a nod, both of them held one of the rusty door handle using it to push open the doors. 

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A/N: sorry if it seemed rushed! I'm also planning in writing another naib and edgar bc of the upcoming essence 👁👁 not guaranteed but hey, maybe i might