Fenestala Manor always set you at ease. Perhaps it was the Oracle's presence, a calming sort of aura that left you feeling at peace with your inner turmoil, small and insignificant compared to the real issues that plagued Eos. Maybe it was the scenery, high enough to see a good chunk of the world in every direction, sylleblossom fields where locals frolicked and majestic sunsets like you had never seen before. The climate wasn't the most ideal, lots of rain with the elevation, however, you couldn't help but feel that it matched the outward grimace of your boyfriend. Rain was never looked at with appreciation and yet, there was an inner beauty to it than many overlooked until it was over, a calming presence that lulled one into peace, the same way you felt about Ravus. It was comforting in many ways, making you feel not so alone when he was busy with his own duties. Often you would spend the time with his sister, however, today was one when you yearned for his presence instead.

Rubbing your eyes, you turned away from the window where you observed, feeling particularly drained today compared to others. You had no idea when your boyfriend would be around, but the two of you had made plans and you knew he wouldn't let you down. Ravus wasn't much for deep slumber and you knew that he would be up early so you tried to make sure you were ready since he didn't like to wait. It was difficult, sleep unwilling its presence upon you the night previous and before that, you had spent your entire day travelling in order to be here at the right time. From what you had heard, Ravus wasn't in town yet, however, he would be arriving early in the morning. You remained on your perch, dozing while watching for an airship. It was your intention to meet him when he got back but you had missed the opportunity and was forced to wait.

Wincing, you groaned at a headache that settled in and wished that you were able to sleep. The coat of makeup on your face didn't hide the fact that you were looking unwell. It was disappointing and there was no help for it. You glanced at the clock, chewing your lip in thought. Perhaps he wouldn't notice, you could play it off from travelling and do something that would distract him from your pale face. Just as you had decided to try and put on another layer of cosmetics, a knock at your door had you jump in surprise. There was no time to answer, the entryway opening while you stood there, mouth agape and waiting for who was barging into your room. A smile spread across your lips when you recognized Ravus, standing there and looking his usual stern self.

"Good morning," you greeted with the best smile you could muster up.

The man grunted, walking toward you briskly and taking your chin in his hand, scrutinizing your face and making you flush a little. Ravus narrowed his eyes before releasing you, looking you over and then appearing to decide something.

"You're ill," he remarked, voice sounding almost cold, "Perhaps my sister can cure you."

Without warning, he grabbed onto your arm and began to drag you toward the door.

"Wait!"

The word flew out of your mouth, grounding your feet and stumbling. Ravus turned to look at you, clearly unhappy with the way you were uncompliant with his wishes. You took his moment of surprise to relinquish his hold upon you, taking a step back even while tense under his hard gaze.

"We don't need to bother her," you began.

"Nonsense, she likes you. She can even accompany us today."

"Really, we don't-"

"Is there a problem?"

You recognized the defensive tone, knowing that he was taking this the wrong way. There was nothing wrong with Lunafreya, you loved her as everyone did, however, you weren't exactly sure how to explain why you weren't interested in going to see her for something like this. The piercing stare had you nearly shrink under and you knew that he was an impatient man.

"It's not serious and besides..." you looked down shyly, biting your lip, "I just want to spend the day with you."

The words were hardly but a whisper, nerves taking over and making you realize what exactly you were trying to say. It was hard for you to be so openly honest, however, that was something he admired about you, what drew him to you in the first place. You took a chance, looking up after feeling as if he had taken too long to respond and was pleasantly surprised to see that his eyes had softened toward you, a rare moment where he showed you how he felt about you. Holding your gaze, a stiff, small nod in your direction made that warm smile return to your face, wrapping your arms around him without warning. Ravus tensed momentarily before you felt his own arms encircle you and making you sigh in contentment.

The man cupped your cheek, rubbing a thumb across it before removing his warmth entirely. The door was opened again and he began to walk away briskly, leaving you stunned a moment before turning to look at you slightly annoyed. You took that as your cue to follow, quickly scurrying to catch up and try to stay in line with his long strides. Coughing into your arm, you found that you were out of breath much faster than usual, forcing you to slow down. Nearly heaving by the time you stopped, you noted that you hadn't gotten very far from your quarters and that made you groan in displeasure, wishing that today of all days you weren't feeling so awful. The pounding in your head wasn't helping either and you jumped for the second time today when you looked up and saw Ravus standing before you with a scowl. He grabbed your hand, holding it gently in his own before he started walking away again.

"You're too slow," he barked.

A blush came to your cheeks. The man might have been annoyed at your pace, however, he was taking it easy as well, ensuring that you remained with him as you walked down the corridors hand in hand. While he made it sound like it was more of a nuisance, you knew that he had trouble expressing himself, reading more into his actions over his words. Those kinds of gestures always fill your heart with affection, and suddenly you didn't feel so horrible.

When you finally came to a stop it was in front of Ravus's apartment, doing a double take and not expecting that. It wasn't that you had never been in there before - he often preferred to be mostly alone - more so that you figured he would have wanted to be outside the palace. He often came home for a moment of peace, even if sometimes it drudged up bad memories.

"You'll be able to rest better in here," he explained, opening the door for the both of you.

You smiled at him again before stepping through, severing your connection with him, however, going straight to the thing you loved most about this place: the view. On the terrace was the best scenic sight of the sylleblossoms. Often you would be there whenever you were visiting Tenebrae, only to look up and see someone watching you. It was how you met the Oracle - which in turn, led you to Ravus in the first place. Now, he used it to ensure your safety and it always warmed your heart. The fond memories washed over you, leaving you in a daze as you sighed in contentment once more. The sound of your name brought you out of your reverie, turning around and wondering what demanded your attention.

When you walked back, you noted that there was food on the table, the aromas wafting toward you though faint with your current condition. Ravus sat, waiting for you to join him, something you were eager about. The only issue was, the closer you got the more your stomach tied into knots about eating the breakfast that was prepared for you. With your energy depleted as well it was almost too much effort to lift the fork to your mouth, however, that piercing stare had you almost shakily take that first bite. It was difficult to get down, lingering in your mouth with your own body's refusal to accept it. The way your stomach wished for sustenance won over in the end, leaving you caught between wanting more because not eating made you feel sick and not wanting anything else because the thought of eating made you sick. Slowly, you took another bite, trying to ignore your boyfriend's raised brow toward you.

"If you're not going to eat then perhaps I will just have to feed you myself."

Instantly your face went red, trying to avoid the smirk on Ravus's features after he had spoken. Another bite went down, much easier this time than the last and the man's nod of approval had your nerves settling down. You knew what it meant to have him feed you, knew that it was grounds for punishment and you weren't exactly sure how you felt about that with your current state.

After all was said and done, you only managed to eat nearly half your meal - which you felt was an accomplishment on your end, however, wasn't good enough for the man sitting across from you. Ravus watched with distaste as you gave up, pleading with him to be finished and had the dishes whisked away by the staff waiting. You shrunk under his gaze, wishing that you weren't so weak right now. This was unacceptable, you were a grown woman and not feeble the way you presented. To prove that, you faced him, showing that you were fully capable of going on despite that you weren't really into eating. A brow quirked in your direction and you didn't dare remove your gaze. Once the extra bodies were out of the room, the man before you smirked again, throwing you off balance as he always did.

He rose from his seat, slowly making his way toward you in an almost predatorial manner. Pulse quickened, having seen that look in his eye before and swallowing involuntarily as ideas raced through your mind. When he stood before you, a hand was offered out and you instinctually took it, allowing him to pull you to your feet. It was with regret that you didn't decipher what was to come next, a squeal erupting from your lips as the man swiftly lifted you over his shoulder and held you in place.

"Ravus!" you cried, "Put me down!"

"You're too ill to eat," he stated, "Clearly you're far too weak to make the journey into the bedroom where you are in obvious need of rest."

"That's ridiculous!"

Ravus ignored you, making his way toward the double doors that blocked his room from view of the rest of the apartment. You were too astonished to fight him on this, unable to comprehend what he was actually doing before it happened. Once inside, you prepared yourself for the usual toss, remembering from previous experience, however, this time you were placed there gently, your eye catching that gentle expression on his face that rarely showed itself. That familiar daze entered your head, remembering how you were one of maybe two people that were able to see such a thing.

The blankets were taken from beneath you and pulled up, pillows propped in order for you to stay in an upright position. Ravus sat down beside you, gently moving a strand of hair from your cheek and tucking it behind your ear, holding your gaze. A smile spread across your lips, reaching for his hand and holding it within your own. Here you were supposed to spend time together and you were stuck in bed, wasting the day. Surely he had better things to do, time spent on other things and it was selfish to keep him here.

"I'm sorry," you frowned, looking down at your hand overtop his, "I really wanted-"

A kiss to your forehead had you intake a sharp breath, cutting off anything else you wanted to say to him. The other hand gently found your chin, forefinger forcing you to look up at him.

"Hush," he commanded, "You need to rest."

There was no choice but to obey, eyes flickering between his purple and blue as they bore into you. Nodding, you settled yourself down, pulling the blankets to your chin and looking back up at him.

"And you'll stay here?" you asked, voice hopeful and laced with sleep you didn't know you were repressing.

"If that is your wish."

You smiled up at him, sighing happily before allowing your eyes to close. It wasn't long that you were lost to slumber, all under his watchful, mismatched gaze. Your dreams were filled with him, never sure if you enjoyed the purple of his left or the blue of his right, however, loving the way they would look at you. At times you would stir, searching for him and happy that he was near, in a different spot each time. The hours passed and you were unaware, always seeking his warmth and eventually finding it, feeling an arm come around you and hold you close while half asleep. You weren't certain if there was another kiss pressed to the top of your head or not, the line between reality and dream far too thin to distinguish, however, that didn't stop the last loving grin that graced your features when you heard him speak.

"You are the light of my day," he murmured, "And I will never let you experience such distress again."

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this was an anonymous request. I've never really written Ravus before so I hope I didn't disappoint. Thank you so much for reading!