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excuses
—audrey mika

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『 WIFEY TYPE 』
nacht x fem!reader
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im taking a short break from smuts :)
yes please have mercy
i cant do things properly :$
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Coughing a pound of flour, her face flushed yet covered by the white soft powders. Falling to the ground in an utter messy state, patronizing and causing horror. Can't help but state the odour and tasteless white flour. Surprised before letting out a scream.

"AHHHH!!!"

The others outside got silent, hearing the shout but knew who it was and knew what was going on. Continuing their activities as nothing had happened.

"Why can't I do this properly?!" (y/n) whined, taking a towel to wipe the mess off of her face. Sighing, she looked over to the large bowl with messily cracked eggs as well as other ingredients she intended to use to bake.

Resting for a moment, from mental and physically; she leaned over the counter, wiping the flour away. "Guess it's not my time to bake."

Puffing a cloud of grey smoke, the captain of the Black Bulls or the 'messy ones' rolled his eyes in disbelief and lost hope. Not has she only ruined and caused a mess in the kitchen, but she has been complaining all over to nothing. "Maybe you shouldn't get close to the kitchen."

(y/n) glared, "What do you mean by that?! This is practising!"

"Not sure. You're not making improvements in the past three hours." Yami read his newspaper, chilling as one of the members of the Black Bulls leaned by his side to take a nap with a bubble-blowing by her nose. "If the dwarf sees you messing her station, you're handling her tantrums outside."

"Hey! Everyone has different time-taken to learn! I'm just slow!"

Yami huffed a cloud of his cigarette, looking at her with those dead-droopy eyes. "Whatever. You're just not lady-like."

His head was struck by a pan all of a sudden, not even noticed by his 'chi' abilities. A bump grew by the captain's head, alarming him. "Not lady-like at all!!! Man, that shit hurts!"

"How dare you call a lady like that. I will destroy you." Her eyes grew in the shades of darkness, red like the dangerous lights of an incoming predator, frightening him away. The other pan in hand scares him. She reminds him of somewhat a mother with anger issues.

"Aight! I'm leaving!" Dropping his short cigarette, leaving the leaning dwarf to snap awake. Yami stopped in realization. "Oh, shit. Aight, Imma head out."

(y/n) was just about to stop him, but the dwarf was shocked awake and was shaking enough to see the mess. "WHAT?! MY HEAVEN!!!"

"Charmy, I can explain!!!"

With enough of shouts and yells, including the short teen's temper and anguish misery, it all ended with (y/n) being the one who has to clean up the whole place since it was her fault in literal.

Charmy left with tears by her eyes, led away by Asta and Noelle who were outside all along with the others. Yami who's currently taking a dump, as well as Henry sleeping away upstairs. All that was left was her in the kitchen and also someone in the kitchen near her without herself knowing.

Hiding in the shadows, he chuckles. "How cute."

She sighs, wiping away the sweat on her forehead, beginning a different way to go. "Right. You can do this. You may have done this for ages and failed, but you can do this."

"I have to be the wife material HE wants." She mutters.

Nacht's eyes glinted. 'Who? What? I need explanations, woman. Who is this 'someone'...?'

'Yami? No. Definitely, not. Then... who?'

(y/n) yelped, gaining his attention. "OW! Why my fingers?! You stupid knife!" He saw how poorly chopped the carrots were. It should've been easy to think about it. Earning another chuckle in the silence, unbeknown by the woman. "Such a clumsy girl."

"Man, how did William do it so easily? Ah, I'm jealous..." She whines all to herself, not knowing that someone was with her in the room.

Nacht's eyes grew wide from its calm demeanour. 'William...? William Vangeance?' Iffy and angsty by the name of another man by her mind, he grew wary. 'His wife? Excuse me?'

She continued on to attempting to cook, struggling and struggling. Not getting things right like she was trouble and not even someone who she wished to speak of. She wished to be lady-like.

After all these times she has been in missions and tasks; fighting was her ability. All those times she has taken missions and has passed and been aced by her all. She was feared by many criminals since she looked like a demonic mother who could slap her sandals by her childrens' head with no remorse. Not to mention was the war with the devils who she clearly cleared with hard longships. They call her, Red Hot-blooded Habanero.

But either way, even if she was a feared person in battle, she actually sucks in cooking and baking. Leading to her disfigured chances of being the wife-material.

Why wife-material? Why is she making a big deal of it?

Well...

FLASHBACKS

"We get it. You're cool, pretty boy. Whatever. You have lines of women and you can get any woman you want, sure." Yami rolled his eyes sassily, puffing a cloud of smoke that one day could be the reason for his end.

Charmy looked over to the Vice-Captain of the Black Bulls. "I sure am in the list of lines that wants you, Nacht-Vice-Captain!"

Vanessa yawned, leaning by Finral who deep inside was fighting in mind not wanting to get jealous of his Vice-Captain for being famous, rich, powerful, good-looking, and husband material. Vanessa cheekily grinned, "He's kinda husband material to think about it."

Finral jolted as if his mind was read all along. But it wasn't only him who jolted. A woman in the back of the group walked in silence behind them and eaves-dropped close. 'Yeah... He is.'

"Husband material?" Nacht chuckled, pushing Yami away as he was all too close, despising the man. "If I was husband material, I sure do need a wife to think so."

"WIFE?!" (y/n) yelped in silence, "No. No. No!!"

"Like a Wife Material?" Noelle pointed out.

"What's a 'wife material'?" Gray asked.

Asta shined. "A wife material is Sister Lily!"

"It's me! I'm royalty, so most definitely!" Noelle scoffed, silently blushing as she hoped Asta could acknowledge her.

"It's Marie!" Gauche hollered, priding by his younger sister's angelic face that flashed by his mind.

"For... me..., a... wife... material... is... someone... who... can..." Cut off, Henry couldn't end his words as Luck and Magna snapped over and shouted. "A kind woman!/A woman who can fight!"

Yami shook his head, "No. It's someone who can...." A head appeared close by in full ears. Her blonde hair joyous and bright, astonishingly attractive just as her magic and her true being. 'I-It's me, right?'

"...get me paper towels when I take a huge shit."

Falling behind, she was speechless. Leaving with a slump on her back as well as a sad mood. "I thought I was everyone's wife material..." Charlotte left.

Nacht shoved the dark magic-user. "You're all simply charades and a mess. Wife material is definitely someone who can cook." He sighed. (y/n) was then left off with thoughts by her mind. Disappointed and heart-shattered

'Cook...?'

Remembering her habitual past where she was often scold by her parents as well as people around her. She's supposed to be a housewife for a noble man. But she rebelled against it and fight since it has been her passion. Usually escaping practices and such to just practice her magic.

But somehow she regretted skipping it. She could've been Nacht's idea of wife material... She could've been a housewife that might please him.

And from then on, she went over and practised her way of culinary.

She tried and kept trying, hoping to succeed after many failures. She was even willing to ask her busily great friend, William for advice. It looked very much easy when Charmy and her sheep-cooks cooked and baked. So, how can she not? She can fight and has won all of them. Elves and even Devils has been one of her enemies. But she can't even cook or bake?!

Judged as she was a noble who was strictly told to be able to become a housewife. She should've just stayed back home and practiced to be a good wife. She wants to be his and be acknowledged...

She stopped, sighing after many hours. "This should be it..." Eyeing the cooks she made. Blinking her tears away from her hardships. "My very first cooking."

Taking a single whiff, she gagged in tears. "No, this smells like shit."

"I can't cook... I can't do things properly." She broke down, leaning over the counter as she wept close. "I'm not even lady-like. So much for those awards..."

"My parents would be disappointed in me as they always do... I couldn't even chase the man I dream."

Nacht watched close, a frown plastered by his face. He was disappointed and hurt by her statements as well as her claims to chase a man.

"I should've stayed back home and become a housewife to his..."

He wanted to just go there and tease her so she'll lighten up again. Just like how she usually is. He's fascinated by her: her strength, her will, her independence, her beauty, all of it. It hasn't even been long since they met. A year, actually.

A year that was filled with so many things going on especially that devilish war. Seeing her fight with all her might for the kingdom and rights was all amusing to him. Inspiring him to even socialize with others as he was interested in this woman. She was there along with the others and saved him.

"I just wanted to get close to Nacht-senpai..."

Her tears trickled far. In a single movement, he left his dark spot, wrapping his arms around her with a sudden embrace.

"We're close enough, darling." He smiles, relieved, kissing her tears away. Earning a lawfully small squeal of surprise.

He laughs, "I'm a fool. I should've told you from the start. I'm glad."

"N-Nacht-senpai?" (y/n) startled, humiliated as she has been exposed. But his lips were so soft, so gentle as it touched her skin, lighting it like fire.

Exposure raised by her cheeks as the puff on her cheeks, as well as her scent lingered by his nostrils. His hold on her waist, followed by his kisses on her cheeks. Kissing those tears away in a particularly heart-melting way.

Swooned, (y/n) couldn't let out a word, breathless as she was holding it all along since he was there. 'N-Nacht...? H-How is he...? WAIT!!'

She pushed him away, not wanting to see her weakened state. Hiding the cooked meal, "You saw and heard nothing."

"You look vulnerable," Nacht stated, standing away to respect her space, smiling. "Who is this someone do you wish to be with, hm? It's me, right...?"

(y/n) diverted her gaze away from his. Gulping, "N-No one."

"It's not William Vangeance, isn't it? Isn't it me?" Nacht took his handkerchief and wiped her sweat away, tying her hair (if you could) as he held his strawberry-scented hair tie and handkerchief.

While helping her up, (y/n) thought back of how husband material Nacht is. 'He... He is such a man... A keeper...'

"Tell me, dear." He finished, nearing the space between them as he held her chin close by to his face. Flashing those agonizing bright blue eyes to her's. "It's me, isn't it?"

She tried to pry herself away, holding the last bit of her dignity. "N-No--" But he kept on and pulled her back to face him, gazing at her softly but with a single scowl.

"I don't like people who lie." He sighed. "Moreover, I wouldn't want my future wife to lie."

"Future wife?! What--?" Kissing her cheeks in a gentle manner, he caressed her cheek with his thumb as the other still rested by her chin.

"You heard me."

Shaking her head. She was flattered indeed by his soft words filled with love and delicacy. "Me? A wife? I don't think so!"

"Why so? You're perfect." He smiles, stroking her heart with flowers of enrapture thrill. Everything around her as well as the mess disappeared and turned into a blissful paradise of joy. Blushing into a red mess.

"I can't cook! What do you mean?! No way!"

"Wife material is someone who can cook!"

He sighs, understanding where this is going on and why she's refusing in this case. It must've been his words that caught her off. "Didn't you hear?"

"Huh?"

"That may be someone who's wife material. It's only a type. But for me, a wife is someone who can support themselves as well as her husband and family." (y/n) looked over to him, seeing his gentleness as he played and fixed her hair from the messily tied one he made previously.

"Someone who can understand others and fight for what seems right to them." Pulling her close, sighing happily.

"Someone who is being themself particularly..." Facing down to her, He nuzzled his nose by her cheeks as she went silent in loss of words.

"I love you just the way you are."

Tears welled up by her eyes, closing them as they escaped freely. Closing the space between them with an embrace they both cared for. "Nacht-senpai... Thank you..."

Smiling sweetly over to her. "Yourself is what I love about. I love you, (y/n). Thank you."

"Be mine?"

"Yes!"

It was lovely. His words encouraged her and pushed her back to be herself. Her comfort zone as well as her usual habits and likes. Likely, he enjoys them all as she does. By their comfort share, Nacht had a thought in mind.

"I have a second idea of what my wifey material could be."

"Huh?"

"Someone who gags like that is just satisfying to hear." Pointing out what she did when she smelled her made food, smirking, pushing his lips by her neck, earning another flustered look. A yelp came from (y/), the red hot-blooded habanero is just as her name but not hot-blooded at that moment.

"What?!"

"You don't need to be able to cook." Closing his eyes into a smile. "I have you."

"STOP!!"

"Nacht-sama. I'm hungry!" A call came from the small devil, Gimodelo, followed by Plumede, Slotos, and Walgner appearing by their side as Nacht took his sweet time with his lover.

Seeing a bowl of food, Gimodelo jumped and headed hurriedly to the bowl of horror which (y/n) had made. "FOOD!!"

(y/n) left Nacht's embrace to which he frowned, shouting. "Wait! No—!"

Gimodelo gobbled the food she made, not caring what it tasted like. Full and satisfied, laying by the counter as the others complained. "You're a devil! You don't need food!!"

"Why did you eat that?!"

"What? Was it for Master Nacht?! Master Nacht don't leave me!!" Gimodelo cried out, not knowing the taste was horrid since he was literally a spirit but one that could eat.

"No. It's alright. How was it, Gimodelo?"

"It's nice!!"

(y/n)'s eyes shine brightly, dumbfounded. "Huh?"

Nacht smirked. "Well, lookie here. Seems like our son enjoys your food, darling. Hm~ You're at a good start. But somehow I still want you as my dinner."

"Shall we take it upstairs?"

"Wait! This is going too fast!!"

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❝ don't wanna mess this up. ❞
—excuses, audrey mika

26/3/21 ☁︎ wifey type
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requested.

ive been busy lately and i cant rlly make smuts
im sorry :) but btw this is for u darling who's gonna
head back to school soon. gon miss u ok? stay safe

sorry for those requests that i skipped over ;-;
i'll make it up to u; (reminding me will be better)
i just can't do them lately cuz im weak n
my grades comes first :D