Oc= Vinadere
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"Wow! Isn't this amazing! We get to go to King Arthur's Camelot Ball!" I squeal, still not over the news.
Merlin chuckles and nods his head, as I glance between the great wizard and my best friend—Doux—I can't resist the big smile on my face.
"You look so giddy right now." Doux chuckles.
"Hey! What's wrong with giddy?" I smirk,
He gazes at me with a soft expression.
"Nothing,"
As Merlin clears his throat, the two of us snap back to reality. I shake my head and start to think about my wardrobe. I could wear my blue dress with stars... or my green dress with emeralds... Oh, how about!!
"Vinadere!" Merlin snaps.
I bounce back to the present and look up at the teacher.
"Huh?" I snip.
"Focus, if you will."
"Right."
The old teach' sighs and Doux snickers beside me.
"As I was saying, tonight at the Camelot Ball, there is to be absolutely no magic usages. And don't---"
"But master!"
Merlin holds up a finger, "But master me!"
Douxie sighs deeply and lowers his head.
"Um, Merlin, if I may ask, but why can't we use our magic tonight?"
"Because. King Arthur's scars of loss are still fresh. There's no telling what he'll do if you are caught wielding what he blames to have taken his life away."
"I suppose... that's fair." I mumble.
"You don't get to suppose." Merlin huffs.
I cross my arms and let out a harsh breath. Douxie rests his hand on my shoulder and reassures me with a smile. I nod, calming down.
"Alright. The Ball is in a few hours. Go get prepared."
"Yes, master." Doux bows his head respectively and I hop down from my spot on the table.
We both leave.
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(Dress Here)
It's time. Finally time for the ball. I'm excited—jittery even. But I don't know where Douxie went to. He's not in his quarters, or the apprentice study room. I can't find him anywhere.
So I'll just have to escort myself to the Camelot Ball. A shame, really. I was really looking forward to—
"Vin??" I hear from behind me.
I spin around to find Douxie in his slightly fancier—but pretty normal--- attire. His eyes are locked on me and his gaze is full off awe.
"What?" I tint.
He chuckles breathlessly, "You look... Beautiful."
My face heats up as I smile softly to myself. I hold my hands together in front of me and lower my gaze.
"Thank you..." I hum.
He nods and straightens his posture.
Douxie does a little bow and offers me his arm.
"Shall we, my lady?"
I giggle and take his arm, wrapping my own around his. We start for the ball.

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Falling In Love, Again and Again ---- Douxie X Reader / Oc
FanfictionA buncha shots I write. About Douxie. Love this boy. Hope you love him too.