"「愛」Identity V x Reader Oneshots"

Norton ✨ Y/n, The Jeweler

"Cute"

          "Miss Nightingale says we will have another survivor!" Everybody cheered. "She's a Jeweler, but Miss Nightingale says that she's very reserved and quiet," Emma read Miss Nightingale's letter. "She's coming this night, just in case everyone hears knocking," Martha informed.

          "I wonder how she looks like. Miss Nightingale didn't give us a picture," with a hand to Martha's chin, she shrugged. "Oh, there's another note," Martha noticed. "Give her something to eat as well. I heard she loves (favorite food)," it read. "Aww, Miss Nightingale is very considerate, isn't she?" Emma commented. "Quite considerate, yet a mystery," Martha replied. "Anyways, it's almost six o' clock. We should be eating."

          You ran through the rain, your ultramarine necklace bouncing with every step as you held an amulet on your hand, with a large alexandrite jewel. You were very drenched, and left with no umbrella. You wore a long white fancy coat with garnets as buttons, pleats by the waist, over your white ruff-collared dress shirt; white pants, like those of a nobles, albeit dirty from the muddy ground.  You also wore black socks and brown knee-high boots with hanging garnet jewels at the ends of the laces, instead of an aglet. You had two beautiful e/c jewels framed with naturally curled lashes, a stitch at your nose, and on your bottom lip as well. Your h/c hair, which was drenched was no longer in it's usual peaceful style. Instead your hair was in a messy half ponytail with tangles.

          You, Y/n, are a jeweler, with tendencies to escape the world as your mind floats to different directions. You often caged yourself in your shop, which was in a rundown town. Since you were a jeweler, you were often in danger due to your location, so you have bandages on your arms, your chest, as it hadn't healed. You were physically weak, small, and slow, however you were observant. Due to your quiet nature, people wouldn't notice you until you are actually talking to them.

          The silhouette of mansion neared you as you sighed in relief. Walking up to the mansion, you knocked, quite loudly. You then remembered that there will be other players, and you immediately stiffened. You were often alone all your life, so having to be in a mansion with many personalities was quite scary.

          It was the dead of night, and the rain poured severely. The prospector, Norton Campbell had left his bed to drink as he was left sleepless due to the fear of thunder. He heard a knock on the door, which slightly surprised him, and he rummaged through his thoughts on who could that be, when he remembered that a new survivor will be coming. He sees a tray of a dish in closed lid, and he remembered that Miss Nightingale had requested the survivor's favorite dish. He walked to the main door, and opened it revealing a female that only reached his chest. She was soaked in the harsh rain, and her clothes were muddy, although Norton could see many glimmering jewels. "Are you the new survivor?" She nodded meekly. "Come in, come in. Let me get you towels," he ushered the female inside, and closed the doors, before walking to the bathroom, to where the towels were placed. He walked back to the female, and enveloped her with the towels. "Let me to take you to your room so you can change clothing," Another nod.

          As you finished changing, you hear a knock. "I brought you something to eat," the man said with a kind voice. "T-thank you..." you realized you didn't ask his name and blushed. "I'm Norton Campbell, the prospector, and you are..?" You replied in a soft voice, "Y/n L/n... the jeweler." "A jeweler..." he trailed off, making you slightly anxious. "Ms. L/n, do you like gem stones as well?" You nodded as you ate your desired dish, a small smile on your face. "Cute..." You heard Norton and blushed. "Ah, did I say that out loud? I'm sorry," Norton blushed after a while. "It's f-fine," you continued to eat. "Thank you for the food, but I must go to bed now. Let's talk about gems tomorrow," you let out a rare smile. Norton was lovestruck. "Of course. Let me put this away. I shall head to bed too. Good night," Norton smiled, took your plate, and patted your head.

          "Ah, he called me cute," you mumbled, rolling on your bed.

          "Ah, I called her cute," Norton mumbled as he places the dish on the sink, red on the face.

          "Such a cute scene," Eli muttered as he hugged his pillow, looking through his owl the interaction between you and Norton.