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My own sleeping beauty (Chrollo-Fluff)
Today is just a day where you don´t want to leave your bed, where simply getting out of bed is a horrible task, where brushing your teeth seems impossible, where the thought of eating breakfast makes you sick because you'd have to get out of bed first.
And you know you have to get up because it´s not healthy to let your depression wash all over you again and chain you to your bed to rot. But you just can't help it. You really can't. So to tune your negative thoughts off, you simply turn to the other side and shut your eyes for another dreamless nap. You already know that it´ll leave you even more exhausted than now.
After some time, you´re being woken up by your boyfriend, who is gently stroking your hair and calling your name. Lazily, you turn to your back to look at him while mentally scolding yourself for spending the whole day sleeping.
"Good morning, my dear," he chuckles. "Or should I say good evening?" You can´t help but feel guilty for doing nothing productive today. Starting to hate yourself for being like this then hating on yourself again for feeling so much hate for your own brain, which is a never ending cycle of growing hate towards you.
"Sorry, I should have made dinner for us since you´ve been working this whole week while I´ve been at home doing nothing." You slowly sit yourself up and try to rub the sleep out of your eyes, feeling ashamed. "I just don´t know what´s wrong with me. I can´t even say that I´ve rested well," you feel the tears welling in your eyes as you explain yourself to your boyfriend, "I dont know why this keeps happening to me like last week I've been doing so well but now I have this urge to isolate myself and rot away in my bed... I'm sorry."
Chrollo knows that you sometimes struggle with your mental health which worries him a lot when he's not with you. Thinking and researching of ways to help you like buying you a nice bullet journal for to-do lists or hiding little self-written poems so that when you do something like cooking you'd find it inbetween the plates. But even those are sometimes not enough.
Now that you´re sitting he lets his hand slide down to cup your cheek and says"My love, there is nothing to feel guilty about. I won´t judge you for you are only human too" He then grabs you gently by your waist and pulls you onto his lap so that he can embrace you. "Even if you were to sleep all year long I´d not leave your side," he whispers while rubbing your back. "You are like my own sleeping beauty, who only awakens with the gentle touch of true love".
His words never fail to fluster you, leaving you wondering how he can still be in love with you even though you can be such a mess sometimes. Overwhelmed by his statement, you can´t find the right words to say something back, so you just sigh and lean your head in the crook of his neck.
Suddenly he stands up with you in his arms "How does a bath together sound to you, my dear?" Without waiting for your answer he proceeds to walk to your shared bathroom and put you down on the closed toilet so that he can prepare the bath. While the tub is filling up with water, Chrollo gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead and instructs you to wait there for him.
While he was gone, you forced yourself to stand up and brush your teeth then to throw a bath ball into the now full tub. Chrollo enters the bathroom again with fresh clothes for you and him in his hand and smiles lovingly as he sees you. He puts the clothes on the washing machine and helps you out of your pajama.
After helping you into the bathtub he takes off his outfit as well and puts it with your clothes in the basket. Chrollo then sits down behind you in the bathtub while grabbing the sponge and gently cleaning your back. "My beloved, I´m so proud of you" he whispers, "Despite your own mind turning against you, you have not given up. And I admire you for that, my love," he puts the sponge away and starts washing your hair with soft and gentle motions.
"For most people, waking up with energy and self-love is a given. But not for you - you have to struggle with your own thoughts and mind everyday." He takes your jaw into his hand and slightly turns it to him so that he can give you a soft kiss on the temple, "But my dear, you are still standing strong and fighting. So I can´t help but be proud of you, my precious angel."
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characters ; chrollo lucilfer.
synopsis ; chrollo lucilfer reads you to sleep.
genre ; fluff.
word count ; 0.6k+
this was your seventh time working overtime, and you hated it.
every time you came home it was a relief. but every morning, having to go back there, was dreadful.
of course, you never knew what it felt like to work so hard and diligently. but now that you know this feeling, it was awful.
the door creaked open as your sleepy figure almost crashed onto the floor, your hand still remaining on the doorknob. you put your bags on the wooden floors and took off your work shoes messily. "'m home," you muttered, pressing yourself against the wall for support.
chrollo peered from his book and took note of these actions. he wanted to get up and help, but he was just in such a comfortable position and the book and lamp position was just right.
chrollo shook these thoughts away and got up, only to be interrupted by your comment, "it's okay, chrollo," you slurred, walking over to him, "'m okay." he raised an eyebrow, "you sure?" you shook your head and plopped down onto chrollo's lap.
taking in the embrace of his warmth and comfort, you asked, "is that the book i got for your birthday?" he looked down, "yeah it is. i didn't have much time to read it, but now, i do." you smiled, knowing that he always loved receiving books for his birthday.
he was sort of a book-a-holic. his room was littered with—stolen—bookmarks and unread books. the shelves located near the walls covered in books that he had already read. books littered in front of his door, making it hard to enter the cramped room.
you shifted in his lap, placing your head against his chest and curling up into a little ball. "do you mind reading it to me?" you asked, looking up at him with doe eyes. he couldn't deny with that little stare of yours. he threw a blanket over you two and started to read.
he never choked on any words. hearing chrollo read was like a waterfall; words would just spill out and never stop.
of course, he would notify you when he finished a chapter just so you can catch up. you smiled whenever he made those little actions of kindness. kissing your forehead whenever he flips a page, adjusting himself to make you more comfortable, putting the book down to your eyesight so you could read along. chrollo was just so cute in those little moments that you have.
suddenly, your eyes felt a little droopy. chrollo took notice of this and started reading more slowly and softly, enough to make you fall asleep.
pushing back his disheveled hair—revealing his cross-shaped tattoo—so he can read more clearly, he planted a kiss on your temple one last time, and resumed reading.
you remember him making it to chapter nineteen or something. but, before you knew it, you were in a deep sleep. like a cat curling on their owners lap for comfort.
it didn't matter if you were asleep or still awake, chrollo kept reading and never stopped until he got tired. so, if you did wake up anytime soon, you would still hear those wonderful words coming out of his mouth. only for them to be stopped by a kiss—which he would never forget to deliver back to you.
chrollo didn't move one inch, instead, he pulled the blanket to your neck, embracing the warmth that the blanket had to offer. chrollo stopped on chapter twenty-seven before falling asleep.
his head was thrown back against the chair, hair covering his eyes, as your head was resting on his chest, hearing his gentle heartbeat as he fell asleep silently.
the book was occupied with a bookmark and placed on the coffee table. before falling asleep, chrollo wrapped his arms around you to secure you and make you feel safe when you slept.
he just couldn't keep his hands off of you, especially with moments like this. the silent ticks of the grandfather clock—which he stole—is what kept the house completely silent.
both of you two were unbothered by any distinct sounds. peacefulness drowned in the comforting house.
a/n ; for god help me please (this has to be canon, not even kidding).
characters ; chrollo lucilfer.
synopsis ; boyfriend chrollo.
genre ; fluff.
word count ; 0.4k+
boyfriend!chrollo who just looks so handsome reading one of his favorite books. his reading glasses placed on the bridge of his nose, while his slender fingers flip the pages one by one. his long legs propped up on the coffee table—which you told him to keep off because you just finished cleaning.
boyfriend!chrollo who takes you shopping once in a while and fights his urges to steal things for you. he loves when you just enjoy your time picking out what you like and actually paying it with actual cash instead of illegally stealing.
boyfriend!chrollo who actually has cash, starts to buy things instead of stealing because he's trying to change his ways. his troupe disagrees, but he tries his best.
boyfriend!chrollo who reads you to sleep on rainy nights, distracting you from the thunder and heavy rain outside. you're afraid that the rain is going to create a leak in your house, but chrollo disagrees. as long as he reads to you in his subtle, slow tone, those thoughts will go away from your mind.
boyfriend!chrollo who takes you to auctions in yorknew city just for fun. he knows you love it there, seeing people bid on high price items when his troupe could just steal it in a blink of an eye. he loves seeing you in that beautiful dress with and amazing choice of accessories he bought just for you.
boyfriend!chrollo who values you as a treasure just for him. a treasure that no one else can touch or steal; meant for him only. if anyone were to lay a finger on you, that person would be dead for sure. he knows your pacifist nature and doesn't mention the murdering part, just mentions that you're his favorite and most valuabe treasure.
boyfriend!chrollo who takes you out to the rooftop of the troupe's hideout to show you the shooting stars that were happening tonight. bringing a blanket because he doesn't want you to get all dirty while sitting down. he admires as your eyes glow at the sight of the midnight sky, being lit up by the sudden beam of light coming down from space. of course, you two would go constellation hunting too. trying to find constellations that make a certain picture or a symbol.
boyfriend!chrollo who is just there by your side all the time, like a lost puppy, not wanting to let go of you, for he thinks he will forget you. "i'll be fine chrollo, just stay here," you insisted. he doesn't like when you go out alone, especially unattended. he has to fight his distinct urges to go and follow you to make sure you're okay. but, of course, he trusts you. and that trust will never be broken between you two.
a/n ; for god help me please (was on my mind so i thought to write it for some reason).