The moment Butterfly Rogue yeeted himself out of the room, silence dropped like a brick. Adrian Night just stared at Ivy Shen, face so blank you’d think he was a robot in sleep mode.
“Oi, don’t give me that weird look! He didn’t do anything, I swear!” Ivy felt her soul leave her body under Adrian’s death stare, so she started babbling excuses like her life depended on it.
Adrian’s face finally de-frosted a bit at her words. He spun around, stomped to the door, and—creak!—slammed it shut like he was sealing off a crime scene.
He shot Ivy, who was still buffering on the bed, a quick glance and said, super chill: “Alright, sleep.” Then he parked himself by the bed, like it was the most normal thing ever.
“Wait—what are you doing?!” Ivy’s fight-or-flight mode activated as Adrian suddenly closed in, her brain short-circuiting.
“Sleeping.” Adrian was basically the human embodiment of ‘...’ as he replied, zero expression, zero drama.
“Sleeping? Like, here here?”
“Yup.” He plopped down at the head of the bed. Ivy freaked out, clutching her blanket like a shield and scooting back—bro, is this the part where the villain reveals his evil plan?!
“Chill. I’m not gonna do anything. I just don’t want you getting yeeted before we reach our destination.” With that, Adrian went full log mode—lying down and shutting his eyes like he’d clocked out for the night.
Ivy stared at the silent, eyes-shut Iceberg, her heart doing gymnastics. Wait, is this dude actually... protecting her? Or did she unlock a secret side quest?
A long moment later—
Ivy sighed, hugged her blanket like a lifeline, and finally plopped down next to him. Whatever, judging by his 'you're beneath me' face, he probably wouldn’t even touch her with a ten-foot pole!
So she shut her eyes and yeeted herself into dreamland, totally chill.
A breeze drifted in through the window. Ivy’s breathing evened out, deep in sleep, while Adrian—who was supposed to be snoozing—suddenly popped his eyes open and side-eyed her like: Is this really that dumb miss?
“Mmm... little Mimi, be good... Mommy’s got you...” Ivy was already off in dreamland, talking nonsense.
Little Mimi? Who the heck is that? And what’s a Mommy? Adrian propped himself up, leaning closer—maybe she’d spill more weird secrets. But just as he got close, bam! A skinny arm snaked around his waist, freezing him like a statue.
“Mimi, be good~” Ivy clung to Adrian’s waist, even rubbing her head against him to get comfy. And plot twist—her leg hooked right over his!
For a guy who’s never done anything remotely this close with a girl, Adrian was basically experiencing a system crash. Shock level: 9000!
“Go—go sleep on your own side!” Face flaming, Adrian poked her forehead with his finger, trying to push her away. If anyone saw him like this, he’d have to erase all witnesses!
“Nnngh... quit messing around, just sleep!” Ivy grumbled, clearly annoyed by the forehead poke, and hugged his waist even tighter. “So cool~” she giggled, snuggling in, then instantly knocked out again.
Adrian couldn’t help but crack a tiny, sneaky smile—but then, realizing he was about to break his Iceberg rep, he slammed his mouth shut and turned away, lying down stiff as a board.
Tonight? Sleep? LOL, not happening. Adrian was officially doomed to insomnia.
***
Meanwhile, not far from their room, under a peach tree, Lucian Vane was deep in his emo arc—face dark, eyes locked on their window, pounding back drinks like a rejected anime villain.
“Yo, what’s up? Didn’t get to cuddle with her tonight?” Out of nowhere, a cheeky voice dropped down from the peach tree, landing next to Lucian.
Lucian narrowed his eyes, lips curling into a frosty smirk. “That ghost-move lightness skill... Only the infamous Butterfly Rogue could pull that off, huh?”