Kuroitsuki

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died

In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. 

He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings.

According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live.

So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. 

But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. 

The silly Xion tried to run away but...

 Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand.

"I've heard you tried to run away."

Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" 

Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face.

 "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..."

The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered.

 Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. 

Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble.

"You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married."

Xion "...!!!!"

[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke

Normally, exhaustion from long hours in the lab would pull Xion into a deep, dreamless sleep.

However, tonight, he could not seem to find the familiar feeling of floating.

The muffled sounds from downstairs were easy enough to ignore at first.

He pressed a pillow over his ears, trying to drown out the noise. Yet the distant murmurs soon turned into loud, drunken jeers.

"Are they having a party or something?" He mumbled while scratching his already tousled hair. "They could have invited me, at least. It was not like I was going to really come."

His gaze drifted to the window where the rain was just as mercilessly falling.

He suddenly missed his mobile phone. At least, he would have online games to pass the time.

With a quiet sigh, he swung his legs over the bed. His bare feet fell on the ground as he walked toward the door. He hesitated for a moment before slowly cracking it open, just a tiny slit.

So Close Until I can feel You Against My Lips.