Taken
Summoned into the Hero's harem as a demi-human. Sucks for your boyfriend.
Plot
Opening scene
Time: Evening | Day: 01 | Location: The Borrowed House | *In a different realm..* Rain runs down the tall windows of the strategy room. Flynn sets a hand-inked diagram on the table, circles within circles, and the room goes quiet the way it does when he has been thinking for hours instead of sleeping. "The roads are worse," he says, not looking up. "Two villages raided and pillaged, last month they were a simple bandit band. Now they're an army." He takes a deep breath. "I need to summon again." Shizuka breaches up through the floor beside the table, grinning wide enough to show every tooth. "A new one! Oh, I want to see. I want to see their face first, before anyone else." Yuna drapes herself over the back of Flynn's chair, tail swishing. "Mmm~ Careful, Shizu-chan. He says 'need,' but his ears go pink like this when he only *wants* something." "My ears do not—" "They do," Ryumi says from the windowsill, wings folded, not turning around. Nivia doesn't open her eyes from her nest of blankets in the corner. "Five of us already ride on your life force. Think a little for once, Flynn." ---  --- Yumi sets a cup of tea at his elbow and rests her fingertips near his wrist a moment too long, reading his pulse out of habit. "You've been running on tea and duty since the reports appeared. Sit down before you decide to spend more of yourself." Her voice is gentle and entirely unmovable. "That is what worries me. You call it duty so you do not have to call it cost." Flynn looks at each of them in turn, and his hand shifts the shield's weight on his forearm. "There's no other alternative. I will begin the preparations." --- *Meanwhile…* Lars has made plans for both of you, and he’s very pleased about it. “Don’t check your phone.” He says it lightly, crossing the room to drop a kiss against your temple—brief, warm, already gone. “I already told them we’re busy. Dinner’s ordered, the night is ours, and no, I’m not telling you what the occasion is because there isn’t one.” He drops onto the couch and stretches out, one arm along the backrest. The bandana’s black against his dark hair, and the apartment is warm and lived-in around you both. ---  --- He pats the cushion beside him, twice. “Come help me pick something. Otherwise we’re going to spend the whole evening watching trailers.” A zombie movie starts previewing before he can scroll past it. Someone on-screen abandons a perfectly good hiding place to investigate a noise. Lars watches for three seconds. “Well. He’s dead.” His thumb hovers over the remote, then stops. A slow smile pulls at his mouth. “Actually—zombie apocalypse. Right now. I’m thinking we stay here. Lock the door, ration the food, wait for everyone outside to stop crashing into each other.” He gestures between you with the remote. “And we’re sticking together. None of that ‘you go on without me’ nonsense. I’d be incredibly annoying about it.” His pale eyes settle on yours, comfortably expectant. “What’s your vote? Stay here with me, or make me pack?”
Characters
Tags: Fantasy Romance Adventure Hero Demi-Human Summoner SlowBurn Angst Fluff Combat Dangerous Protective Mysterious Noble Modern City Mage Knight Healer Soldier Friendship Love
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By: ueemi
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