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Three Plus One: TWSB Edition by Lu_Cien
Fandom: 서브 남주가 파업하면 생기는 일 - 숙임 | When the Third Wheel Strikes Back - Sookym
11 Jun 2023
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Sadly incomplete
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say my name, whisper it in my ear—your cheek against mine, between inhale, exhale by pendwelling for ninolanvaldear
Fandoms: 서브 남주가 파업하면 생기는 일 - 숙임 | When the Third Wheel Strikes Back - Sookym
21 Jun 2022
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It is when Cédric mistakenly calls him "Jessie"—distinctly in the Empire's unique accent, instead of the Venetiaan way it was supposed to be said—that Jesse realizes that one of the reasons why the Imperial Prince has avoided calling him by his name, was because the man himself wasn't even sure on how to pronounce it in the first place.
Jesse doesn't particularly mind, however. He has, after all, gotten used to hearing everything but Jung Yeseo be used when referring to him.
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(Or: Five times in which Cédric refrains from properly calling Jesse by his name—and the one time he actually, truly does.)
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1. "Is that not your name?" he nearly seethed, grip around his crossed arms tightening even further[...]
"Prince Cédric… I thought I mistakenly heard you, the first time we met—officially," Jesse reiterated, remembering all the times when the little mosquito who called himself Sadie rudely burst into his room demanding ether from time to time. "But that's.. not exactly my name?"[...]
Realization struck Jesse like a flash of lighting[...]
Two little suns burnt in irritation—piercing him like searing daggers, but it only made Jesse's shoulders quiver even harder, because for all the Imperial prince glared at him, not once did it burn.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Prince-nim.." Jesse's lips were curled awkwardly, quivering delicately at the corners—clearly a product of trying to hold himself back from smiling, from grinning so largely it would definitely piss Cédric off into igniting the cloth of the table into flames.
"Prince Cédric, could it be—"[...]
"—that you haven't been calling my name—"[...]
"—because you weren't sure if you—!"
Hands reached out to him from over the table, clattering a few of the plates from where Cédric had slammed one of his hands onto it, while the other had pulled Jesse by the collar until his body pressed against the side of the table[...]
He paid it no mind, however, too absorbed into the wildly blazing orange eyes of the Imperial prince before him[...]Their faces were so close that Jesse could smell the burning scent of his fire attribute threatening to flare up.
But it was also precisely because they were so close that Jesse could see them— The tips of Cédric's ears, just faintly, barely tinged pink.
Eyes slipping back to stare into Cédric's, Jesse could no longer hold himself back.
His chuckles poured out of him in peals of laughter, fingers shaking as they grabbed lightly at the sleeve of the arm that was currently gripping at the front of his robes. Cédric's hold had already long loosened, gloved hands merely holding at his collar, as if he just wanted to make sure Jesse would stay right where he was—giggling so brightly he could see the mirth rolling off him from up close.
3. "Jesse," he gently told Cédric the next morning—correctly, this time, in the proper Venetiaan accent.
They had bumped into each other while Jesse was on his usual stroll—greeting the gardeners with the names that he had finally memorized, until a tall dark figure appeared before him, so suddenly, though Jesse didn't even flinch.
They had stared at each other for perhaps a minute, their attendants respectfully giving them distance, and the silence only broke when memories of the evening before flooded back into Jesse's head, and he was unable to hold back his voice.
Cédric glared at him hotly for the two minutes he had spent giggling, and Jesse only stopped when he saw smoke slowly begin to singe the prince's gloves.
Hands covering his face in a weak attempt to smother his laughter into nonexistence, Jesse finally looked back up at Cédric, weakly peeking at him through the gaps of his fingers.
(The sight Cédric saw before him was a simple one: Jesse's cheeks, flushed pink and a little sore from smiling, eyes faintly squinted, still uplifted from his short burst of glee.)
4. "... Yeh-soh," Cédric tried, his Riesterian accent still trying to properly grasp the Venetiaan letters.
Heart flipping oddly in his chest, Jesse ignored how much the pronunciation resembled his actual, Korean-given birth name. He was aware, of course, that Jung Yeseo didn't exist in this world—that only Jesse Venetiaan did—and so Jesse didn't feel the need to tell Cédric anything about that.
His secret to keep, of course, until he couldn't.
5. Cédric stilled—looking up to meet a soft, gentle gaze, the same one that stole his breath countless times ago in the past.
"Could you… call me that instead?" Jesse— Jung Yeseo smiled, a quiet, almost fragile little thing.
It was a combination of names Cédric had never heard be paired together, not even once before in his life. But he knew by now, that Jesse wasn't exactly Jesse, and that the priest hid so many secrets from him while pretending to be the prince he was not—but it also meant that Yeseo, even if it was just a small part of him, even if it was just by the way the names were similarly pronounced, was still a part of the Jesse Venetiaan he had known for a whole year and yearned for during four bleak months.
"Jung Yeseo," Cédric finally murmured, testing the sound of the name on his tongue[...]
"Become my soul companion."
I will never let you go.
(It was the first time that name had been spoken in this universe, by someone other than its owner.)
Yeseo's smile was enough to brighten an entire night sky—a silver crescent that had finally returned to its place amidst the stars.
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The brave third wheel by Stinkypessimist
Fandoms: 서브 남주가 파업하면 생기는 일 - 숙임 | When the Third Wheel Strikes Back - Sookym
16 Sep 2023
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There are four great kingdoms.
Riester of the north, Venetiaan of the south, Greens of the west, and Corleone in the east.
There is tension between the four and a balance that cannot be broken.A marriage is long over due but as long as Jesse has something to do with it, his sisters will not be the ones offering their hand.
Jesse doesn't mind marrying for his family’s sake and who knows maybe it wont be that bad.
Too bad the crown prince of Reister turns into a bear during the competition for his betrothal and the witch with the antidote just went on vacation.
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The Three Times Jesse Cooked For Others and The One Time Someone Cooked For Him by Lu_Cien
Fandoms: 서브 남주가 파업하면 생기는 일 - 숙임 | When the Third Wheel Strikes Back - Sookym
11 Jun 2023
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“Are you hungry, Demy?” Jesse asks, in the middle of patting the red panda. “Would you like to try something new?”
Demy munches on the strawberries, seemingly content with staying on Jesse’s lap for the rest of the day. At the mention of food, however, Demy perks up, leaving the rest of his strawberries in the bowl. The divine beast nuzzles against Jesse’s hand, eyes staring up at Jesse’s face.
“I’m taking that as a yes,” Jesse says. “Hm... I think most of the kitchen staff are asleep already. We can sneak in to make some dessert.”
(In which Jesse knows how to cook, cooks for other people, and receives food in return.)
Series
- Part 2 of Three Plus One: TWSB Edition
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