{Script 60} Saved By The Huntsman {Rook x Listener}

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Rook: Nonsense! You were expecting a peaceful trip with your friends. You didn't know that things were taking a wrong turn.

Listener: I didn't know that my own friends would leave me in the dark, literally.

Rook: You could consider yourself lucky.

Listener: How so? Meeting you and aided back to health?

Rook: That and you found someone who's taking care of you.

Listener: What is your name anyways?

Rook: The name's Rook Hunt. It's a pleasure to meet you. *he takes their hand and kisses the top of it*

Listener: *was shocked from the sudden kiss but didn't pull away* M-My aren't you a charmer?

Rook: I do call myself the hunter of love~

Listener: *they let out a soft chuckle, along with a pinkish blush on their face*

Rook: Look, I made you chuckle! You have a beautiful smile~

Listener: *their eyes widen and their blush deepens* Sh-Shhh...n-no I don't...

Rook: Of course you do! And it makes me happy to see you smile. That's the face I wanted to see. Then that means the soup's doing the trick. Or maybe it's the blush on your face? *he asked with a smirk*

Listener: Q-Quiet you! The way you're looking at me is giving me butterflies.

Rook: Goodness, we only just met and you're already fired up. Don't tell me you already have a crush on me *he chuckled*

Listener: *with no hesitation, they hit him with a pillow* Like hell I do! I think YOU already have a crush on me!

Rook: My my what powerful force you have, marvelous~!

Listener: I can't tell if you're serious but straight up being a jackass. *they rolled their eyes and sighed* Well, anyways. Dinner was delicious. Thank you, I'll owe you someday. That's as if I'll be able to come home.

Rook: For the time being. You can stay here with me. You can't go back out already. I don't want you to freeze again. Maybe you can stay here for the rest of your life if you feel like it! That's as if you don't want to leave my side~ *he said with a wink*

Listener: *their eye twitched with annoyance and bonked him against with a pillow* I don't have a crush on you, you bafoon! I'm only staying here because you told me to. Which I hope this isn't some trap where you're planning to murder me.

Rook: Oh no! I have no intentions on hurting someone as precious as you are. I'm only a hunter that hunts animals, not humans.

Listener: And calling yourself the hunter of love is someone who hunts humans.

Rook: Wouldn't you love the feeling of Cupid's arrow striking you from the behind? The beautiful feeling of love?

Listener: ....Yeah I think you're falling for me already. But why am I not creeped out by it? Or maybe he's fucking with my feelings. Which I swear to the great sevens if he's messing with me so help me. He'll never see the light of day again. *they mumbled*

Rook: *he gets up from the bed, carrying the two bowls that was filled with soup* Are you full or you're still hungry. I can fix you something else.

Listener: No thanks, I'm perfectly full. Thank you for the fine meal. *they smiled a little*

*Soon the huntsman leaves the room to wash out the dirty bowls, leaving the listener to lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling*

Listener: So sleepy...but I just woke up. I don't think it's a good idea to fall asleep in a full stomach. That's one way to get sick. *they climbed out of bed, giving a big ole stretch* Mmm...Maybe staying here for a while won't be that bad. *they begin to feel a little hot on their face* I'm not sure if it's the soup or...me thinking about...him. He may be a weirdo but he's really caring. *they blushed a little deeper* The thought of him makes me feel...funny. Not in a dirty way of course..

Listener: *they walked out of the room, coming down the stairs only to be greeted by the sound of dishes getting cleaned*

Listener: *they then wandering themselves into the kitchen to greet the huntsman a warm hug from behind*


Rook: Hm? Ah, I assume you want a change of scenery? *he chuckled and lightly ruffled their hair*

Listener: I just want to stretch out my limbs since I was in bed for hours.. *they said a little sleepily*

Rook: You sound tired, is the feeling of warmth making you sleepy?

Listener: Mhm...

Rook: You can go back to bed if you're sleepy, or you can bunker down on the couch.

Listener: Mm...that sounds nice but... *they gripped on Rook's clothing and buried their face against his back*

Rook: U-Uh? Are you..feeling alright?

Listener: I want to lay on your lap by the fireplace... *they muffled*

Rook: *he knew what they said clearly and that caused the huntsman to blush madly. Surprised, earlier they had nothing to do with Rook. Now suddenly, they want his full attention*

Rook: P-Pardon??

Listener: I didn't stutter...I want your full attention. I really love when you take care of me.

Rook: Goodness, did I add something in the soup by accident. Perhaps a love potion?



Listener: Mmm...Please? I want it...

Rook: *he chuckled* If that makes you happy. I can do that for you. *he picks them up bridal style*

Listener: *they yawned softly and curled themself against the hunter, like a sleepy kitten trying to get comfortable*

Rook: *he sits himself down on the floor by the fireplace*

Listener: *immediately they shifted their way to his lap, resting their sleepy head against it*

Rook: Are you comfortable? It's not too warm, is it?

Listener: No, it's alright. All that matters is you stay with me til I'm tired of you. *they said in a tired tone*

Rook: I can promise you one thing, I won't let anything happen to you. *he said while petting their head* So you do admit that you like me and it hasn't been that long.

Listener: I..didn't say...any of that.. but if that's what you think...then go ahead. *they slowly closed their eyes*

Rook: *he lays himself down on the floor, shifting them onto his chest. Watching them get comfortable by moving around* How about this? Is this comfortable?

Listener: Much...better.. *they cuddle themself against him and drifted off into sleep*

Rook: Have a goodnight rest. I'll see you in the morning, Trickster~

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