Dedue x gn!Reader 🩷 (Field of Flowers)
Warnings: none
Artwork credit: @darlsdraws (Twitter)
Dear Dedue,
Sir, please. Just have some tea with me for 2.5 seconds, I swear I'll feed you all the ginger tea in the world.
I'll even traverse to fucking Antarctica to find you, so just send me your Google Maps location.
Please and thank you.
~ Sincerely, your hottest lover, Seril
In the realm of the ever so powerful and vigilant retainer—a loyal vassal to the valiant Dimitri—the life of Dedue was fraught with difficulty. His eyes had witnessed countless shifts in darkness, his hands had cupped the face of horror in the aftermath of battle, and he had been trained to both witness and inflict unimaginable slaughter. A being who had subconsciously closed himself off from those around him, he sought to shield the ones he held dear from the ashes of despair.
Dedue, bearer of many names—some cruel, some rewarding—shouldered titles he had never asked for. He stood now amidst the aftermath of a war-torn world, his hand resting firmly on an axe that was far too heavy and colossal for a mere mortal to wield. His gaze was fixed forward, sharp and menacing, for the one who stood just behind him was worth every ounce of suffering. As long as you stood beside him on this earthly plane, he knew there would always be beauty—a beauty that surpassed even the splendor of the flowers and plants he so diligently nurtured. Your eyes radiated with an ethereal brilliance when they met his, your smile as you welcomed him back from arduous journeys with the other soldiers filled his weary heart with joy. And your voice, a soothing balm, reached deep into his soul, promising solace and tranquility. As long as you were by his side, he would fight with unwavering determination.
His weary spirit had once expected a future filled with monotony and solitude. But fate had other plans. In your presence, he experienced strange and unnerving moments that he embraced, traversing each step of his life with childlike wonder and awe.
"Dedue," you called out, your voice a soft melody that stirred him from the depths of his thoughts. It was rare for him to be so deeply immersed in introspection, as he often remained vigilant, ever watchful. But with you, he found solace and security—a sanctuary from the burdens he carried.
"Mm?" he replied, his voice deep and resonant. He didn't wish to reveal his exhaustion to you, silently thanking the gods for making his short and blunt responses the defining characteristic most people noticed about him. Dedue secretly hoped you wouldn't perceive his weariness. The past weeks had been consumed by the relentless training of soldiers in the barracks, with Dedue assuming the role of their leader. Ever since Dimitri had entrusted him with the responsibility of guiding a group of raw recruits, Dedue had embraced his role with unwavering dedication. The young faces, eager and determined to fight for their country, kept him awake at night, his mind plagued by the knowledge that not all of them would survive. The horrors of war were a heavy burden for any soul to bear, and the thought of a single misstep on his part, a neglected lesson or a forgotten defense tactic, haunting him with the fear that it could lead to their downfall. And he would bear the weight of that responsibility.
It was an ugly truth—a truth he wished to shield you from at all costs.
"Are we almost there yet?" you asked, a small smile gracing your face as you observed him nimbly leap down from a sizable rock on the hill you were traversing. He landed with a soft grunt, seemingly unscathed.
The terrain was rugged and treacherous, hardly conducive to an effortless journey for someone of your stature. Despite your best efforts, navigating through nature's obstacles proved challenging. However, Dedue was adamant about showing you something special, even if it meant enduring a long and arduous trek. But you harbored no concerns. As long as he was with you, even encountering a pack of wolves wouldn't dampen your spirit. He was your shield, your protector, and you knew that no harm would befall you as long as he was there to ward off any dangers.
Dedue turned to face you, his gaze softening as he took in your radiant presence. Your eyes were fixed upon him, filled with admiration and trust—a reflection of the love and adoration he harbored for you deep within his heart. He approached you with a deliberate step, his large hand extending towards you, as if beckoning you to take hold of his steady warmth.
"We're almost there," Dedue replied, his voice a deep timbre that resonated with strength and reassurance. "Just a little further, my love."
The words left his lips with a tenderness that surprised even him. Dedue had never considered himself a master of words or gestures of affection. But with you, he found himself yearning to express his devotion in every way possible. Every word he spoke was measured, every action calculated, for he wished to convey the depths of his affection without overwhelming you.
You smiled, a soft giggle escaping your lips as you placed your delicate hand in his, your fingers intertwining with his much larger ones. The contrast between your hands was stark, a contrast of strength and vulnerability, yet they fit together with an innate harmony that spoke volumes of the unbreakable bond you shared.
As you continued your ascent, Dedue ensured each step was secure, his watchful eyes surveying the path ahead. Occasionally, he would pause, allowing you a moment of respite, his broad frame serving as a sturdy pillar against which you could lean. The warmth emanating from his body enveloped you, shielding you from the cool gusts of wind that whispered through the trees.
In this moment, Dedue felt an overwhelming sense of peace. The cacophony of war and the weight of his responsibilities were momentarily silenced. It was just the two of you, a haven amidst chaos, where love flourished like wildflowers in an untouched meadow. Dedue's heart swelled with pride as he looked upon you, his eyes tracing the contours of your face, committing each delicate feature to memory. Your presence brought light to his world, illuminating the darkest corners of his soul with an unparalleled radiance.
With every step you took together, Dedue's protective instincts surged, his unwavering dedication and commitment to your safety etched into every fiber of his being. His love for you was a roaring fire, steadfast and unyielding, its warmth and intensity reaching the very depths of your heart.
As you reached the summit of the hill, a breathtaking panorama unfolded before your eyes. A field so magnificent, it seemed like a dream. It stretched out before you, an expanse of colorful petals carpeting the ground, as far as the eye could see. It was a breathtaking sight, a testament to the beauty that flourished when nature and love intertwined.
The sun bathed the landscape in a warm golden glow, casting a vibrant tapestry of colors across the horizon. Dedue took your hand in his, his touch both firm and gentle, as you walked together through a field of blooming flowers. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of nature's blossoms, a symphony of scents that danced on the breeze.
You twirled among the flowers, your laughter filled the air, a melody that resonated deep within Dedue's heart. He watched in awe as you moved gracefully, your figure weaving through the vibrant blooms like a dancer in a reverie. Your flowing dress mirrored your graceful movements. It billowed and swirled around you, like a cascade of silk and satin caught in a gentle breeze. The fabric, a soft pastel hue, perfectly complemented the vibrant colors of the blooming flowers that surrounded you. With every step, his love for you grew stronger, his admiration for your spirit and joyous nature deepening with each passing moment.
As if choreographed by the invisible hand of fate, you both found yourselves kneeling amidst the colorful array, your fingers reaching out to pluck the most captivating blossoms. Each flower seemed to hold a piece of your connection, as if nature itself conspired to celebrate your love. The delicate petals caressed your skin as you collected an assortment of flowers, each one a testament to the beauty that surrounded you.
While sitting side by side, you and Dedue began arranging the flowers into intricate patterns, your fingers dancing with care and tenderness. Dedue's touch, though strong, became gentle as he delicately held each fragile stem. However, despite his best efforts, the flowers seemed to protest, snapping off under his large, calloused hands.
A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you watched Dedue's earnest attempts. You couldn't help but find his struggle endearing, his determination to create something beautiful for you shining through. With a gentle pat on his head, you leaned closer to him, offering both comfort and encouragement.
"Don't worry, Dedue," you whispered, your voice a soothing melody amidst the blooming symphony around you. "We can do this together."
With renewed determination, Dedue's eyes met yours, gratitude and affection evident in his gaze. Hand in hand, you resumed your task, your fingers entwining with his as you guided him through the delicate process. The flowers responded to your touch, seemingly enchanted by the love that intertwined with each delicate petal.
Time seemed to stand still as you wove together a crown of blossoms, your laughter mingling with the soft rustle of petals. Dedue's touch grew more gentle and precise, his hands mirroring the delicate nature of the flowers themselves. The once stubborn stems yielded to his touch, surrendering to the whims of his love and devotion.
Finally, as the flower crown took shape, you marveled at its beauty. It was a testament to your shared efforts, a tangible representation of the love that bloomed between you. With a smile as radiant as the sun, you placed the crown atop Dedue's head, the vibrant blooms contrasting against his dark hair, a crown befitting the king of your heart.
But as the crown found its place, a mischievous spark danced in your eyes. Leaning in, your lips brushed against his, a tender and sweet kiss that conveyed gratitude and affection. It was a silent acknowledgement of the happiness he had brought into your life and a testament to the love that blossomed between you.
Dedue's surprise lingered in the air for a moment, his eyes wide with awe, before a soft smile spread across his face. In that instant, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the vibrant field of flowers and the gentle touch of your love. His arms enveloped you with a tender strength, pulling you closer to him, as if he couldn't bear to be without your presence.
With a playfulness in his gaze, Dedue's lips curved into a smile. He shifted his weight, his body gracefully falling backward onto the soft grass. You were caught off guard, but laughter bubbled from your lips as you landed on top of him, your bodies cushioned by the embrace of nature's carpet.
The sweet scent of blooming flowers enveloped you as you found yourselves lying amidst the vibrant colors and soft grass. Dedue's deep laughter filled the air, a joyful sound that mirrored the beating of your own heart. It was a moment of pure bliss, a shared intimacy that spoke volumes without the need for words.
In that tranquil haven, surrounded by the delicate blooms and the warmth of Dedue's love, you felt a profound sense of gratitude. Gratitude for the beauty of the world around you, for the bond you shared, and for the love that had brought you to this magical place.
~𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪
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