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IN MY HOUSE
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PRETEND PRINCESS PROVE IT
Creed's pov I smirked, pushing my now-clean plate aside. "Bet."I stood up, stretching some before going to retrieve ingredients. The fridge was as well-stocked as ever, and I had everything I needed. Flour, eggs, milk—easy enough.As I started mixing, I glanced over at her. She'd leaned her elbow on the counter, watching me with open amusement."This is entertaining for you, isn't it?" I guessed, cracking an egg into the batter."Highly," she said, grinning. "Big CEO man making pancakes in an attempt to impress me? That's grade-A entertainment."I rolled my eyes, but I didn't dispute it.While I cooked, she kept talking, interjecting teasing little barbs about my technique. I fired back with a few of my own, and soon we were laughing.It felt so. natural.I couldn't remember the last time I'd laughed like this.By the time I slid the last pancake onto the plate, she was already rubbing her hands together in anticipation."Moment of truth," I said, sliding the plate across the table
Last Updated : 2025-04-04PRETEND PRINCESS THE ONE TO BLAME
Zara's POVAll my self-control left me snapped like a too-tight wire.I was done.I would not let anyone take the man I had worked for.Creed belonged to me.We had bled together. We had hurt together. We had survived together.We were two halves of the same broken mess, and no one—nothing—was going to change that.My knuckles ached from holding the steering wheel so tight, but I didn't notice.The car's engine growled as I sped down the white streets, my anger heating me up inside like a simmering fire.The world outside was a white blur.Snow had stopped falling in large quantities, but the roads were still covered in a dense sheet of ice, and it was difficult to drive. The sky was a dull gray, just like my mood.I floored the accelerator, the car sliding forward.I couldn't shake it from my head.The way he looked at her.The way he talked to her.The way he opened up with her.He had never looked at me like that before.Not even once.Despite all that we had been through, all that
Last Updated : 2025-04-04PRETEND PRINCESS PANIC BABIES
Yuki's POV"You know," Lily sighed, running her fingers over the plastic strands of my wig, "snow is a complete disaster for human hair. But artificial hair? Worse still."I scowled theatrically, cross-legged on my bed. "You're saying that my lovely locks have suffered some horrific fate?"She scowled at me, brandishing the wig like a victim of a crime scene. "Yuyu, this thing appears to have survived a zombie apocalypse. You've got knots here that are likely growing their own civilization."I theatrically gasped, clutching my chest. "My people! How did I let them languish so?""Because," she said, pushing the hair back through its knotted mess, "you've been too busy playing your little game of make-believe rather than facing your actual life problems."I flopped down on the bed, exhaling. "Do you have to always come at me with knives? Where did soft love and encouragement go?"Lily snorted. "Gentle love and support? Yuki, I've been observing you spin into this melodramatic soap opera
Last Updated : 2025-04-05PRETEND PRINCESS NEW HAIR, NEW ME
Zara's POVPain. That was the initial feeling I knew—burning, dull, heavy—like my body had been at war and didn't care to share the outcome with me. My eyes fought their way open to the light blue of the hospital ceiling, the antiseptic smell of disinfectant and something warm lingering in the air. I blinked slowly, trying to move, but all of my parts protested like I'd been run over by a truck and then dragged under it for good measure.A soft sniffle caught my eye. I turned my head, slowly, like a creaky door that didn't want to open. And there he was.Creed.Sitting beside me, a tissue pressed to his nose, his eyes bloodshot and glassy. He looked like hell—like someone had chiseled away at his dignity and removed the pieces that made him tolerable.And then it hit me. Like a slap to the soul.She won him. That girl. That perfect, superior girl with too-smooth hair and too-sweet voice. She won out over me for him.And he didn't stop it.He let her.I turned my head away, biting down
Last Updated : 2025-04-05PRETEND PRINCESS STUCK WITH ME
Yuki's pov When i came back to the vet… Lily was outside with a mile-wide smile on her face.I stood like a statue. "Did she—?""SIX!" she yelled, bobbing up and down. "Suzu had six puppies!"“OH MY GOD, SHE’S A LEGEND!” I screamed, running up to the glass. “SIX?! She’s so small! Where was she hiding them? Her tail?!”The nurse inside waved at me and gave a thumbs-up. I practically cried on the spot.When they let me in to see her, Suzu was resting, her belly finally relaxed, and six tiny little wiggling beans were nestled around her."My baby… my beautiful, messy, oversexed daughter…" I panted, squatting next to her bed. "You did it. You're a mother."I dropped a kiss on her forehead, and she smiled sleepily, yawning.I looked up at Lily, my voice cracking, "They're little… Look at their tiny paws! I love them already!"She grinned, wiping away her own tears. "You're gonna spoil them rotten.""Absolutely. They will know only love and gourmet dog food."But even then that idyllic mom
Last Updated : 2025-04-06PRETEND PRINCESS MERRY CHRISTMAS SURPRISE
Yuki's POVDecember 23rd – Christmas EveI was officially in a panic.Two days until Christmas and I hadn't bought anyone one decent gift. I'd been so busy—working, baking, sewing, gluing buttons onto socks because apparently Suzu's new pastime (don't ask) is now that. And now I was stuck in the middle of a mall that seemed to have Santa's whole village exploded on every inch."Sir, would you like to buy the ballerina nutcracker? Limited edition. Spins and sings," a man in a blindingly green elf getup informed me, jiggling the silver-wrapped horror in my face.I blinked at him. "She sings?"He nodded, much too enthusiastically. "Tchaikovsky's 'Waltz of the Flowers' in four variations."I blinked again. "You're frightening, you know that?"He just grinned like it was a compliment.I gave in and bought the accursed thing. For whom? No idea. Maybe it could be a decent present for . She seemed the type who would find an outrageously melodramatic decoration to her liking.The mall was repl
Last Updated : 2025-04-07PRETEND PRINCESS CHRISTMAS MIRACLE
Yuki's povI blinked. Creed, standing there, unchanging—tall, broad, serious-faced— unmistakably handsome,but his normal glacial mask more temperate now. I looked at the small box he handed me, wrapped in plain silver paper, a foil to my brashly colorful clothing. He spoke no other words; merely stood, his gaze never wavered from mine.For a moment, I was taken aback, unsure what to say. This wasn't me. This wasn't a normal conversation.I hesitated in reaching for the box, the weight resting in my hands. "You. got me a gift?" I asked quietly.He nodded, his gaze still locked on me, regarding me with an intensity that I couldn't explain. "Of course," he said, the tone of his voice and unspoken promise."I—Thanks," I panted, a smile tugging at my mouth, the warmth of the box in my hand.Creed nodded slightly, his face impassive as ever. But there was something about his eyes. Something I couldn't name,but have been occuring for the last few days He had that looked when we were at the
Last Updated : 2025-04-08PRETEND PRINCESS CHRISTMAS SPIRIT
Yuki's pov I brought out the chocolate milk and put everything on the table, trying to keep things from getting any more uncomfortable with Creed. He sat back down, his back straight as ever, but his eyes continually flitting back to me.The snow continued to fall outside, thick and persistent, and I couldn't help but wonder how he was managing the chill. But it was Christmas Eve, and I wasn't going to let things be spoiled. Not now, not after everything.I handed him a cup of hot chocolate and sat beside him. "So, one cookie bite, one sip of chocolate milk. That's the rule. And we've been doing it since I was a kid. My mom—" I caught myself, the words spilling out before I could stop them. "She liked chocolate milk. She could drink three tons of it. We'd sit here, just like this, and discuss anything and everything."I gazed at the mug in my hands, and there was a strange weight in my chest. "We miss you, Muk," I murmured softly, my voice hardly audible.It was bitter and sweet. Chr
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PRETEND PRINCESS CHEERFUL WORKDAY?
Yuki's PovThe scent was the first thing that hit me when I entered the building. Cool, lemon air freshener with a hint of cinnamon. The lighting was soft, not harsh, the floors clean but not sterile. If warmth had a form, it was here. My white fur coat billowed behind me as I moved, heels clicking on the tiles. I looked down at myself—black trousers, white boots, no wig, no disguise. It was strange, unreal. Almost as though I'd just stepped off a long, exhausting play. A six-month performance of someone who was never quite myself.The receptionist's chair was empty briefly before a round lady with puffy cheeks and bright blush waddled towards me like an overactive panda. Her eyes twinkled behind her spectacles, and her smile nearly reached her ears."Oh my God! My name is Sue!" she said, grasping both of my hands in hers. "You're Yuki, right? We're so happy you're here! Come, come, come, your desk is here."She didn't let go of my hand when she led me down the hallway, past some glas
PRETEND PRINCESS I MISS YOU
Creed's POVI stormed into the office.No. That wasn't it either.I walked in.Calm. Too level. The kind of level that came after a tsunami had destroyed a whole city. Nothing left to agitate. Nothing left to feel. Just ash and silence.The door slammed shut. The sound echoed like a gunshot inside my head. I didn't blink.I walked past the reception. My staff barely looked at me anymore. Some ran. Some whispered. Some stared with suspicious, questioning eyes. It didn't matter.I opened the door to my private office and entered the air-conditioned mausoleum of my kingdom. Neat. Quiet. Smelling of leather, citrus, and my last application of cologne. A fragrance I hadn't deemed worthy of wearing in four years.I dropped my briefcase. It landed on the floor with a thud that was louder than it should have been.I sat down. Carefully.There was no rush.There was no anything.My fingers wandered to the keyboard out of habit. Not intent. I stared at the screen for too long without registerin
PRETEND PRINCESS NOT WHAT I WANTED
Zara's POVZed was over at my place again.He made himself way too comfortable, sprawling on the couch in my room like he owned the place.Tonight, he brought over some weird Mexican something.I didn't even catch the name. He said it twice. Maybe three times. But it just sounded like sounds to me.He kept trying to feed it to me, holding a forkful in front of my mouth like I was some stubborn kid with medicine to swallow.I shook my head so hard."I don't want anything to do with that," I grumbled, folding my arms across my chest.Zed glared at me, still chewing.I could tell he didn't get it.Not the food.None of it."I don't know why you're upset," he said, setting the container down on the coffee table."You got what you wanted. The imposter was exposed. You should be dancing. Celebrating."Celebrating?Celebrating?I let out a panted laugh, a laugh that did not sound anything like a laugh."This wasn't what I wanted," I whispered.Zed blinked, confused."You wanted the truth—""
PRETEND PRINCESS MY HEART HURTS
Creed's PovIt was past midnight.The bottle that I held was almost empty, but I did not mind. I was not drinking to be joyful. I was not even drinking to forget. I was drinking because it was the only way I could make the silence that greeted me endurable.I reclined slumped on the couch in my living room, the sole item of furniture that was more like a cell than home. There were shadows everywhere. The clock chimed out so loudly it sounded like a hammer in my head.And still.Still, I couldn't stop thinking about Yuyu.Fucking Yuki.With that goddamn smirk and those fuckin' sparklin' bright eyes and the way he looked at me like I was something, anything when he had no idea who the fuck I even was.I hated him.I missed him.I hadn't the fuck idea what I was feelin' anymore.Was I gay now? Did I swing this way? Did I just FUCKIN' happen to be feelin' desperately for someone, anyone, to look at me like I weren't a damned monster?Jesus Christ, no.I tipped the bottle to my lips again,
PRETEND PRINCESS NEW BEGINNINGS
Yuki's pov The flying part wasn't scary.I wasn't terrified of airplanes.I wasn't terrified of turbulent flight or height or any of that.I was terrified of beginning again.Terrified of seeing myself.For three weeks — almost four — I had done nothing but rot. Fault myself. Cry. Break things. Apologize to specters.That was enough.I couldn't keep going on like that.Mom wouldn't have wanted me to go on like that.Grandpa wouldn't either, even if he didn't always recall me.I stared out the plane window, clouds streaking across the horizon like wet paint, my chest aching.Memories ripped at me — Creed's voice, his smile, then the shock in his eyes.Grandpa's laugh, the way he used to call me his "boy."Lily's hugs.Small shattered pieces of my life slipping further and further away from me as the plane flew east.I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood.No more tears.No more pity parties.I can do this.This is my new start.Mom would be proud.I hugged myself hard, wrapped the th
PRETEND PRINCESS GOOD BYE
Lily's POVThe ride to the airport was too short.I continued to sneak glances at Yuki beside me, soaking him in—his dark, messy hair, the nervous drum of his fingers against his jeans, the nervous bounce of his knee.As if if I stared long enough, I could burn the picture of him into my head and never forget.He caught me staring and smiled weakly. "What?""Nothing," I said quickly, attempting to smile. "Just. don't chicken out."He grinned, but it wasn't natural. "Too late to run now, huh?""Way too late," I taunted softly.The problem was, I wished he would run.I wanted to bang the car doors closed, drive us somewhere a thousand miles from here, and wish he wouldn't be going.But I couldn't.He had to go.He needed this new start.Even if it killed me.We pulled up to Departures. Yuki opened his backpack, fiddling with the straps like they were the most fascinating thing on earth.I pulled up and turned off the engine.We sat there, neither of us moving, for a moment.Then Yuki le
PRETEND PRINCESS TAKE CARE OF HIM FOR ME
Yuki's POV"You're leaving today."Lily's voice was gentle, but it hit me like a punch.I crouched at the foot of the bed, staring at the carpet. My fingers tapped on the frayed cuff of my jacket, pulling at loose threads as if I could somehow roll back time and stay here in this cramped safe room, stuck forever.I didn't look at her. I didn't move."Yuki," she said once more, coming to kneel beside me. Her hand lay lightly on my knee. "Then I think it's time you saw your grandfather."I shook my head."No, it's not," I grunted. "I'm not ready."She let out a tired, aching sigh, the kind you do when you don't want to cry. "You've been here for a month. You're better now. You're stronger, plus do you really plan on going halfway across the world and not seeing him before you go.""Stronger?" I laughed roughly. "I'm still a mess.""You're recovering," she amended. "And you have to — you'd just have to visit him before you go."Her words sliced through me more deeply than I cared to ackn
PRETEND PRINCESS CURSED
Creed's POVI slammed the office door shut so hard that the walls vibrated. The secretary outside yelped as if she thought the damn ceiling was going to come crashing down."Get me the quarterly reports," I barked. "Now."She rushed out of her seat, almost falling over her own feet. Pitiful.I paced in front of my office like a wild animal in a cage, blood pumping hotter each passing second. All of this was pissing me off every day now. The terrible coffee. The creeping elevators. The godforsaken interns' breathing out in the corridor.Five weeks. Five weeks since I let go of that imposter, yet my heart clenched at the thought of her…of him !Anger boiled in my veins over and over but today a particular anger took over me, one o couldn't explain but already had ties to That imposter I didn't need him and I wasn't gay!There was no going back for me. And I felt the whole office knew that from the very moment I resumed, a week ago Besides they couldn't blame me for their incompeten
PRETEND PRINCESS NOT WHO I REMEMBER
Lily's POVToday became tomorrow.Tomorrow became next week.Next week became three endless weeks.And somehow, despite all the promises I made to myself, I still hadn't met Yuki.I don't even know how it all tightened up like that — how every small detail became so hard. Between caring for Grandpa Roman, going back and forth to the hospital for meds, doctor appointments, dealing with his therapies — life had gotten tangled around my neck with no mercy. I didn't have space to catch my breath, didn't have time to think. And amidst all of this, something gnawed at me:Yuki trusted me.I had been entrusted with Grandpa Roman — with one of the only people he loved — and deep, way down deep inside me, I knew I didn't want to let him down.But today. today was different. Today was the day. I was really going to fix all of it.I was going to go see him, apologize for whatever stupidness drove us apart, tell him about what he'd seen that day with Dan, tell him everything.Dan.He officially m
