My Raphtalia, My Queen (Raphtalia x male reader)

Chapter 21: Campfire

Naofumi entered the camp after a long day of scouting. He lifted up his hood and took a deep swig from his waterskin. He sat down beside the fire next to Filo, who was complaining about how messy her hair was. Naofumi sighed and fumbled around a small bag in a makeshift stockpile and obtained a smooth wooden hairbrush. Filo cried out with joy and sat patiently in front of Naoufmi, who started to stroke her blonde locks of scraggly hair into neat, bright strands. Naofumi glanced over at some movement, only to see Raphtalia come back with a medium-sized bag in her arms

"Hi master Naofumi! How was your day?" Asked Raphtalia, who was squatting beside the unlit campfire. She cracked a flint and stone together and slowly started an amber fire

"It went alright, mostly. Most of the country is out for vengeance, thanks to Myne. So it seems we aren't going to be able to go back to the capital anytime soon"

Raphtalia nodded and brought a few pots and pans out of some bags and started attaching them to an overhung spit "Did you encounter any trouble?" she quizzed

"No, outside of a wandering goblin. He wasn't much of a problem though" he replied, focusing intently on Filo's hair. "How was your little date?"

"Oh, it went quite well actually. And I found out where babies come from!" she remarked happily. Naofumi stood frozen and looked into Raphtalia's eyes with worry and alarm

"Wait what? What do you mean Raphtalia??"

"Well, I don't actually know where they come from, but I do now know it's not by being kissed"

Naofumi let out a relieved sigh and continued to brush Filo's hair "We're gonna be here a while" he groaned, while Filo squealed with delight and jolted her whole body upwards for a moment

(Timeskip)

The night was truly upon all of you know. You guessed it was anywhere between 10-11 pm by the youthfulness of the stars. You were all sat on three log benches handcrafted by Durv. To your left was Filo and Naofumi, the latter of which was still brushing former's hair (and subsequently grumbling about the task). To your right sat Durv, who was bandaged up after his brutal run-in with bandits, and Melty, who was keeping a close eye on him and his wounds. You were sat on the log bench between those two and sat with Raphtalia to your left. You noticed she kept on looking at Naofumi and Filo, and a small red blush appeared on her cheeks. Her tail started to wag from side to side slowly

"Hey, Raphtalia" you spoke lightly, tugging her arm

"Y-Yeah?" she whisper-shouted in total perplexion, her cheeks a dazzling bejewelled crimson.

"Why do you keep on looking at Filo and Naofumi? Do you want your hair brushed or something?"

Raphtalia made a quiet "eep" and became a flustered mess "N-No I-I don't want my hair brushed!" you nodded in response by took note at how excited her tail swayed around. You smirked and got up from your seat and rummaged through the storage bags. A small Aha! played in your head as you got up and sat back down

"What'd you get?" asked Raphtalia, giving a puzzled look at your right hand. You stare at her confused face smugly and flash out a hairbrush with a smirk. 

"Oh, just this hairbrush"

Her face filled up with the telltale red of embarrassment "W-why'd you g-g-get th-that??"

"Because, darling, I want to brush your hair" you exclaim with a wide, closed-eye smile

(Timeskip)