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#Ray you're being a lil sus 🤨
rfaromance · 1 year
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Hi! :D I just saw that your requests are open again (which is awesome!!) so I was wondering if I can request a (super weird but don't judge me XD) scenario where Ray finds me having a meltdown on my first night at Mint Eye (crying because of feeling overwhelmed) because I really hate new, unfamiliar places, new people, and of course, being kidnapped XDD
...I know it sounds so weird but it sort of makes sense in my head because I have to go away from home for a while really soon and entirely alone, which I've never done before and I'm just....really scared about it
I guess the Mint Eye thing sort of makes sense in that way because you didn't want to go but ended up being there anyway ??
...I don't even know what I'm saying XD
But it'd be so so nice if you could do a scenario where Ray finds me like, hiding under the duvet and blankets and sniffling because I don't wanna be too loud in my sobbing XDDD
And I know even though I'd be teary and totally freaking out on the first few nights there and Ray didn't really gain confidence until much later but
I'd just really love to get some (a lot of...) comfort from him
Like a hug even though he (both of us) are so timid and shy
Or even just a little whisper that I'll be okay
I'd
I'd be okay with anything;; :) XDD
Hi anon! Sorry this took me so long. I hope you're doing well, and I wish you luck on your new adventure!
In hindsight, you might have been a tad too hasty.
You laid on your back, sinking in the soft, fluffy pink duvet as if you were floating on a cloud. The large, elegant windows allowed plenty of natural light to pour in, illuminating the room in a warm, peachy glow as daytime dwindled into twilight. The velvet chairs and elegant paintings surrounding you, combined with the glittering chandelier and walls the color of April, made you feel as though you were royalty in a castle.
This room was your kingdom, and Ray promised himself to be your prince charming.
If that was the case, then why...
Why did your eyes sting and why was your throat choked with stress and strife?
The offer of free room and board in exchange for simply testing a video game was too tempting to resist. If Ray had specifically requested you, then that meant it was a task that was suited to you, right?
But his honey-sweet words and serene seafoam eyes could only keep you placated for so long. Now that you'd had time to be alone and truly think about your situation, you were terrified.
What kind of fool blindly takes an escort to an undisclosed location? By the request of a stranger, no less! Ray had set you up to live lavishly while you assisted him, but his insistence that you follow his script and stay confined to this floor (of how many, you had no clue, because you hadn't been permitted to remove the sleep mask until you were indoors) raised more questions than answers.
Ray was kind and charming, in his bashful way, but you didn't know him. He didn't know you.
You didn't know anyone here, and suddenly you felt hopelessly small, like a silly lamb who'd been rounded up by a wolf adorned in magenta wool.
That was the feeling that was overwhelming your senses, causing you to curse the orange and pink hues of sunset and to loathe the vast expanse of this picturesque room that felt painfully empty. Fear had taken a vice grip on your heart, and as you floundered to catch up with all of the details you could recall and all of the mistakes you'd made, your body found its release in the best way it could.
Tears.
You threw yourself under the layers of bedding until the light was finally blotted out. You needed silence and darkness if you were to calm yourself, but as you gasped for air between sobs, you found yourself heaving like a fish out of water. Every breath in this room felt thick, dangerous, suffocating. You hugged your knees into your chest, making no effort to wipe the saltwater or the snot dribbling all over your face. You were spending all your effort on keeping yourself conscious as your sobs became louder, your wails choppier, and your sniffles more frantic. You tried to grab a few layers of sheets in your hand to muffle your sobs, but the way that your entire body trembled with each cry, you couldn't be sure that the sound was any quieter.
You were absolutely terrified, and you had nobody to blame but yourself. You chose this, didn't you? What an idiot.
You were an idiot who was all alone on what you thought was cloud nine, but instead was a delusional mirage.
The last thing you wanted was to draw attention to yourself, as pathetic and vulnerable as you felt right now. So when you heard soft footsteps and saw light beginning to peek into your cave as your comforter was pulled back, you almost passed out from shock.
Cautiously pinching your blankets and gazing at you with minty blue eyes that pierced the darkness of the room, now only illuminated by starlight, was none other than Ray.
Was he angry? Disappointed? What would he do if you expressed your doubts? Would he resent you? You didn't even need to say a word; surely the sniveling, shivering mess in front of him would be enough for Ray to figure out your feelings.
He reached out with his other hand, and you winced as you braced for impact.
But all Ray did was simply pat you on the head, his gloved fingers gently stroking through your hair.
You couldn't see his face too well in the dark, but you could have sworn that his gentle smile looked... sorrowful.
"Does this help?" he murmured, and his hand stopped moving as he waited for your response. When you nodded in affirmation, he then resumed, stroking your head rhythmically. "May I ask..." He paused, as if uncertain how to proceed, or whether he should proceed at all.
Tentatively you crawled further out of the blankets, until you were sitting at the edge of the bed with the messy heap of duvet and sheets wrapped around you like a cloak. Ray lowered himself onto his knee in front of you, and with a pang of guilt you realized his eyes were fretful, not furious. Was he worried about you?
Could you be bold enough to assume he was worried about you?
"Change can be scary," he said suddenly, his voice light but strained. "The world is full of darkness and evil, of liars and traitors, and that makes change scary. You never know what to expect." He lifted his hand for a moment, but quickly he lowered it back by his side. "I want to be happy, to be free of pain. And..." His hand came up again, and this time he brought it towards you. It hovered above your knee for a moment, and you realized that he was quivering. "I want you to have peace and joy, as well. You deserve an eternal paradise."
He moved to take his hand away again, but before he could, you reached a hand towards him, grabbing his fingers before he could withdraw completely.
Even you were taken aback by that sudden, brash display, but... something about the way Ray spoke encouraged you. He made you want to believe in kindness, in wonder, in paradise.
"I'm scared," you confessed at last, hoping the tremors in your chest didn't reflect too heavily in your voice. "New situations overwhelm me. But... I'll do my best to help you." You slid your palm into his and gave his hand a firm squeeze. "I don't want to let you down."
Even in the faint light of only moon and stars, you could have sworn you saw a flash of crimson flush across Ray's pale cheeks. He smiled, more warmly this time, as he whispered,
"I promise you won't, my prince(ss)."
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