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

The archduke's breath brushed against his skin, making his cheeks burn even hotter.

A certain confused kitten with wide innocent eyes blinked, "...Huh???"

Those pale eyes observed everything silently as Darius slowly rubbed his thumb over Xion's jaw, "What have I done to you that you are so afraid of me, hmm?"

The touch was so light, so delicate that it made Xion tremble. It also brought his stuttering mind back on the right track.

Honestly, Xion didn't know how to answer the question. He had no idea what Darius wanted to hear, nor did he know what he actually wanted to convey.

The archduke's thumb trailed over a faint scratch on Xion's cheek, one of the few remnants of last night's struggle.

His touch lingered a bit longer there as if memorizing the imperfection.

"Do you want me to stand aside and watch that insect hurt you?"

I Called the Archduke B-Baby?!!!