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It had been a particularly stressful day in Heartslabyul. With the Adeuce duo running around causing mayhem and the dorm members simply just being pains to deal with, plus Floyd finding him somehow in every hallway possible making Riddle run around all day, the poor boy was stressed to the heavens. After this long day of torture he was very excited to come back to his dorm, have a good book, and spend his free time with you. Oh, how he missed his girl, his rose. After this long day, all he needed was you.
Once he arrived back at his dorm he looked aimlessly through the large bookshelf on his wall. He's read basically every book in his shelf already so finding a new one would be a bit of a struggle. Luckily for him, he was up to the challenge. His grey eyes scanned up and down until he noticed a book that had not been there before. It was a white leather book with thin gold writing that spelled out "Diary". Hm... how curious. He flipped open to the first page and saw that your name was written on it. (Y/n) (L/n)... His eyes softened and a gentle smile formed on his face as his fingers traced your name in red ink on the lined page. This would certainly be a book he would be interested in reading.
He sat at his desk and set his blazer to hang on his chair. He got himself comfortable there to read all the thoughts his sweet lover had. Although now that he thought about it, maybe he should ask you first? Well, he couldn't possibly ask you now since you're in a lecture currently. You wouldn't mind... he's sure of it, or maybe that's just the temptation he has to read this book that's all about you and what goes on in that mind of yours. It felt wrong, but his hands flipped to the next page, then the page after that, and the one after, and then slowly but surely he'd made his way through the book.
He felt a sharp pain in his chest. In the book you had written about your time at school and with your friends but not one page had been about him.... A large majority of said book had been all about some other man...
According to your diary, this man was tall, he had "pretty eyes", he had some mood swings but you seemed to love them, and a warm embrace. You wrote about him every day. About how his eyes shined whenever he saw you. About how he was such a gentleman and protected you at any cost. How his mood swings were easy to calm with a hug or kiss. You knew how stressed this man was and on the daily and did everything you could to help him relax like making his favorite foods and spoil him with cuddles whenever you weren't too busy. His heart hurt terribly.
The girl he loved the most in this twisted world was sharing her affection with this mysterious man while being with him? You did all of this with him, made him feel like the most special man in the world, just for you to go and do the same thing for some boy. His throat began to feel tight like there was some force suffocating him. There was a heaviness in his chest that began to feel painful. The book was shut with force that couldn't be described as anger, but only hurt.
He was so lost in thoughts running wildly through his mind that he didn't hear the heels walking towards his door that belonged to none other than you. While opening the door, you heard the screeching of a chair being dragged across the floor with force. You looked in, concerned about what was going on with Riddle."Riddle? What's wro-" Before your sentence could finish, he pointed an accusing finger at you. "You... You've cheated! After all we've been through? I loved you to my hearts content (Y/n)! I changed for you, all for you to destroy me behind my back and leave me with nothing. Have you no shame?!" He yelled as if it was word vomit. His chest heaved and his hands shook, his face quickly turning that angry red.
Your startled form quickly stiffened at the sudden screaming and you shut the door. "Riddle, what nonsense is that?!" You yelled back in shock of the accusation." Tears nearly pricked your eyes. This wouldn't be the end of you two, right? This is all a misunderstanding, you've been devoted to the man you love, Riddle, for the longest time. You'd never cheat on such a lovely man. You held out your phone. "Check anything you'd like, even my mail, I can assure you that I've not cheated Riddle!" It was a plea for him to believe your word. Out of anyone in this situation he simply had to believe you. You two have known each other for years and this couldn't all end because of a misunderstanding.
He brushed off looking at your phone or mail for that matter. "That doesn't matter one bit! What are you going to say about what I found over there?!" He quickly pointed to the bookshelf. You immediately knew what he was insinuating. The diary you kept in the bookshelf of his room. It was only there because you enjoyed writing things in his room, it felt like a great place to focus and write your feelings out. Most entries were about Riddle and some school matters. It seemed as though he went through it, thinking all the entries that had been devoted to him were about some other boy..?
"Riddle, had you gone through my diary? The white book I keep on that shelf?" You weren't particularly mad or anything, just a bit confused. He turned to his desk and aggressively grabbed the book. It was indeed your diary. "Of course I did, what other way was I supposed to catch you in this affair?" His voice cracked a bit and his fingers clawed into the leather of the book. You sighed. 'He is aware my heart belongs to him, right?' You thought."Dear, what other boy would I be writing about?" Responding as gently as possible without showing how shaken up you were about this whole situation.
Riddle paused for a moment seeming to be lost in thought. "Floyd... possibly?"He responded, tone turning somewhat unsure. Now that he heard it out loud, it really didn't make much sense to him. "Riddle, did you read all the entries about me professing my love to a man I'm deeply in love with? Is that what this is about?" You made your way towards him and to flip through the pages to see what he was looking at. He nodded his head in response, keeping his eyes straight ahead to avoid eye contact with you. "Every single one..."
Once you reached him and looked over his shoulder, there was a page laid out that you knew all too well. It was a page you wrote while Riddle had been asleep in your lap after a long day of dealing with unruly students, confessing all the fleeting things you truly felt about him. You smiled gently against his shoulder while reading the entry back to yourself, knowing you truly meant it all. You looked up at him with a delicate smile and shining (e/c) eyes. "These are about you, Dear..."You slowly hugged his side, hoping to cheer him up.
Riddle felt a pang of shame wash over him once he heard your words. It was then he realized the huge misunderstanding; accusing you of cheating on him though he should've known better. He sighed and leaned into your touch, eyes shutting,"...I'm sorry.. I didn't even stop to think- I'm so deeply sorry..." He mumbled out while looking away in shame. "... No need to apologize, I understand that my entries were not clear, but in my defense I didn't expect you to read them. Had I known, I would've written your name in bold, red ink." You let his head rest on your shoulder and held it there gently, playing with his soft red hair.
He relaxed into your touch and hooked an arm around your waist, the sound of your voice and the feeling of your hand in his hair being soothing after the stressful events that occurred during this long day. He exhaled softly before speaking,"I should've asked you first... Instead of just going through your diary. That was completely out of line..." His deflated voice spoke. "Yes, maybe you should've, but I don't mind. What's mine is yours and the other way around. We don't need to hide anything from each other. But please do tell me next time so we discuss it properly." You grabbed the book out of his hands and tossed it onto the ground, then holding him closer.
Riddle sighed, burying his face into the crook of your neck. Your words and actions slowly began to ease his worries. "Yes, I suppose that would be best." He replied quietly, his grip on your waist was firm yet gentle. He could feel the tension in his body slowly melt away, replaced by a sense of comfort and security in your embrace. "But... I can't help but be afraid... that one day, you'll grow tired of me.. and leave me for someone else.."
You heard that crack in his voice once more, you knew how much it hurt him to believe that your devotion had gone to some mysterious man. You would make sure that that thought would never cross his mind again. "Riddle, my love... I will never leave you. That's a promise I will never go back on. I've been left by many people and I've left a couple of people too, but you and I will never be separated. I will always be here." You kissed the top of his head and rubbed your fingers in circles on his back.
He tightened his hold on you as a wave of overwhelming emotions washed over him. He never knew how much he needed to hear those words, to know that he was truly loved and wanted by someone, and that someone being you. For the first time he felt a sense of security. His chest felt heavy again, but not with hurt, with true love. "You... you promise that you'll never leave me?" He asked. His voice coming out small and vulnerable. He needed to hear you say it again, to know that he was not just something temporary to you. "I promise that... I will never leave your side." You said with confidence and kissed the top of his head once more.
Small sniffles were heard from the red haired boy as he held on as tight as he could. You slowly helped him walk over to sit on the edge of his plush bed. His hands still held onto you as if you'd disappear if he didn't. His head rested against your chest, calming himself to the sound of your heart beating. He hated how he was acting and how vulnerable he was in this moment, but he couldn't help it. He needed you like he needed oxygen. He needed to feel your touch, your warmth, your comfort, to know that you were really there with him, that you weren't going to leave him alone. It was his first time really feeling truly loved and cared for and he couldn't just let you slip from his hands.
"Hey Riddle, wanna know something?" You said with a cheeky smile, thinking of a little idea to cheer him up. He looked up from your chest curiously with his sparkly eyes slightly red and puffy. His brow arched in confusion and he hummed a small "Hm?" while looking up at you.
You pressed a soft, warm kiss onto his forehead, cheeks, nose and lastly his lips, leaving small red lipstick marks where you kissed him. "I love you." His cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a bright pink and he seemed to be getting a bit shy at the sudden warm affection. His straight laced lips curled into a smile, his eyes glistening a little more too. "I love you too, my rose." And with that, a soft kiss on the lips was shared between the two of you, preparing for an evening full of warm and reassuring affection.<33