Her Crystal Tears (Slash III)

After the meeting with the knights and everyone bides their farewells for the day, Zayn freezes, debating if she should chase after Jeremiah and thank him for his words of wisdom from before. Lately, it seems if she needs caring words or some advice to ease her soul, if it isn't Chase or Amur, it's Jeremiah, a man calm and collected, yet always knows the right words to say to calm ones hammering heart.

"Zay-Zay?" Amur asked, raising an eyebrow at Zayn, watching as Zayn fidgets back and forth. "You need to potty or something? Why are you acting so...weird…?"

"I...I think I should thank Captain. For before." Zayn said. "I think, I really want to thank him again, because he did something so kind, a-and-yes-okay guys, I'll be back!"

Zay scurries away, not waiting for Chase nor Amur to respond as Zayn hurries out the room and down a long, blue and white hallway to where Jeremiah reaches his office, and surprisingly there is Prince Miuoi and the kind elder butler from before, Tex, that all stand near his office. Zayn watches Miuoi mumbles something that sounds quite intense in Jeremiah's ear, and Jeremiah's face is set in a soft scowl as he-.

"Holy Knight Zayn!" Mioui nervously exclaims as he peaks over Jeremiah's shoulder to wave at her. "Greetings, newly Holy Knight!" Just the person I'm looking for!" He said.

Zayn slowly nods her head in confusion. She looks up and meets eyes with an also confused Jeremiah, who softly shrugs as if he too doesn't know what is currently occurring.

"I'm sorry I missed the meeting, Jeremiah, Holy Knight Zayn." Miuoi said. "I had a...very interesting meeting with a certain God, who seems its appropriate to meddle people in his personal affairs. Never mind that, though." Mioui said, clearing his throat. "He actually left a gift for Zayn. He had a messenger carry it to your office, Jeremiah."

Jeremiah sighs, raising a dark, thin eyebrow.

"It seems even Gods use no doors." Jeremiah said. "My complaints will fall on deaf ears, but must he sneak into my office to do something such as that?"

Miuoi averts his eyes to the ground, rubbing the back of his neck as he finds his words.

"To be fair, after seeing it myself." Miuoi said. "I wouldn't want it in the open either, especially after he said its specifically for the Holy Knight."

Jeremiah raises his eyebrow even higher, grabbing the doorknob to his office to twist it open, stepping inside of his office and instantly freezing up, like he's seen a ghost.

"Prince Miuoi." Jeremiah said, his usual calm voice laced with a hint of anger. "What is this?"

Zayn blinks, catching eyes with a nervous Tex as she steps into Jeremiah's office, her eyes landing to the so-called "present" near Jeremiah's desk, and she instantly follows Jeremiah's lead, tensing up at what she sees.

On a white lay figure resides a female warrior metal armor suit, yet the suit is awfully revealing, showcasing a heart shaped metal breast plate that barely covers a woman's barren breast with a curved, skirt like metal tasset that is laced with a black silk skirt material that is cut into three strips to cover parts of a woman's wide hips. To the left resides a pair of metal boots and black gorgets with sleeves that match, stitched with silver pauldron and metal, armor gloves. 

Zayn gulps, eyeing the revealing armor with shaky hands and wide eyes, realizing in her brain that the armor suit is definitely for her, and of course, it's not like she hasn't seen female warriors cloth themselves in revealing attire, but Zayn never really thought she'd be forced to when meeting the Gods of all people or holy entities or-okay, shut up Zayn-. 

"God Shivia probably got into another argument with Daliha or something." Miuoi nervously said, trying to laugh off his nervousness. "This isn't very like him to-."

"I do not care." Jeremiah said, eyeing Miuoi with wide, fierce eyes. "I asked, what is this?"

"God Shivia told me to give it to Holy Knight Zayn to wear." Miuoi said, closing his eyes shut. "He said...he said that a female warrior 'must dress as beautiful as she must be-."

"And you think that I'm going to subject my knight to treatment like this?" Jeremiah said, "Because she is a woman warrior? Because he cannot handle his own affairs with his woman-."

"Jeremiah..." Mioui said, his eyes, which are usually shimmering with mysteriousness, instead shimmer with worry. "I would watch what you say, especially about the Gods. Especially now, alright? I-look, I don't want to make Holy Knight Zayn uncomfortable, but I also cannot disobey a God. We need peace right now, remember?"

"So I must subject Holy Knight Zayn to this foolery," Jeremiah said, his calm voice upped an octave, "Because I need to keep peace to sacrifice her comfort? Have you gone mad, Prince Miuoi-?"

"W-wait!" Zayn said, waving her arms in front of her helmet. "I-w-well maybe I should try it on first! It m-may not be as bad as it looks, you know? Haha-."

"Holy Knight Zayn..." Jeremiah said, his eyes soft, and his voice gentle. "You do not have to."

"I-I always appreciate your kindness, Captain." Zayn said, staring at her pointed metal feet. "B-but let's try it on a-and then we can see what we can do, right?"

Jeremiah silently stares at Zayn with pursed lips and furrowed eyebrows before he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Tex, please call Vice-Captain Clarke in." Jeremiah said. "Everyone else, including myself, will leave."

...

After a few minutes of waiting, Clarke comes in, her warm eyes staring wide-eyed and flushed face at the armor in the corner of Jeremiah's room, but she forces herself to offer Zayn a cringed smile before helping Zayn undress her armor suit (while of course, letting Zayn leave the helmet on). Zayn flinches and twitches as Clarke helps Zayn into the new, revealing armor, already feeling the cool air prick her caramel brown skin and clench her body. The breasted plate fits her big breast enough, but it feels uncomfortable to be so exposed, and her large hips are revealed through the cut black skirt, so it makes Zayn feel as though the wind is tinkling her plump hip and dips. 

"Should I...let them back in?" Clarke asked, eyeing Zayn up and down. "You can say no, because I agree."

"I-it's alright Vice-Captain Clarke." Zayn said. "P-please let them in."

Clarke shoots one more glance at Zayn before she peaks out the door and mutters a few words. There's a quick exchange before Jeremiah, Miuoi, and Tex walk back in, but as soon as Jeremiah's eyes land on Zayn's newly armored suit, he instantly turns his head, averting his eyes.

"If you are not a woman," Jeremiah said, "You may not look."

Miuoi and Tex follow Jeremiah's lead, looking to the right and left of them. 

"Prince Miuoi, you must talk to God Shivia." Jeremiah said. "I do not wish for Holy Knight Zayn to be subjected to this-."

"I-it's alright, Captain, really!" Zayn said, forcing a chirpiness to her voice, but she can hear her vocals quiver. "I-it's only until after the expedition, r-right? I can handle it until then-."

"Holy Knight Zayn-." Jeremiah starts to say, but Zayn cuts him off.

"I'll b-be okay, Captain." Zayn said. "I promise. P-please, I desire to cause no conflict. Not when we're this close to meeting the Gods. I wouldn't want that. F-for you nor everyone, Captain."

Jeremiah huffs, pinching the bridge of his nose before he looks down at Mioui and Tex.

"Everyone, out." Jeremiah said. "I need to speak with Holy Knight Zayn. Alone."

It barely takes a few minutes before everyone clears out of Jeremiah's office. Jeremiah sighs, rubbing his handsome face with his big hands before he steps forward, takes off his heavy black knight cloak, and places it on Zayn's shoulder's, buttoning it up as he begins to speak.

"I apologize, Holy Knight Zayn." Jeremiah said, furrowing his eyebrows. "It appears that even with all the titles, right now I am completely useless to you."

"I appreciate everything you do for me, Captain." Zayn said, cupping her hands together near her chest, yet, feeling her hands slightly tremble. "I-I am quite a-alright! I'm just overreacting is all-."

"You are doing no such things." Jeremiah said, and Zayn flinches, looking to her hands to see Jeremiah place his larger hand on top hers, squeezing her hands in reassurance. "Like I said, I will be in charge of your well-being."

Zayn nods her head, squeezing Jeremiah's hand tightly as she feels herself begin to calm down.

"Thank you, Captain." Zayn said. "For fighting for me, a-and for making sure I'm okay. You are always so kind, Captain."

Jeremiah clears his throat, rubbing the back of his neck as he feels a burning flush on his cheeks. 

"I-I will try to add a few pieces to the armor to make it less...painful to wear." Jeremiah said, keeping his eyes to his feet. "So at least you will be covered, even if it's slightly more." 

Zayn nods, her hands tremor less, and she feels a soft murmur in her chest as she meets eyes with Jeremiah's.