Hello Again (Undertaker x reader)

I found out a few days later, that the man Lord Harold west...was alive. His manor, wife and staff were all killed by the fire. Undertaker found out about this, having the ashes in his shop. He believed that I should know about this. Obviously was this a warning, to keep my guard up. Undertaker told me that this man wont hesitate to get married as quick as possible...not even an engaged woman is save around him. But hiding was no option to me. He even had to come into the shop, to plan the funeral for his wife. Lord Harold was already aware of my engagement to the mortician. Undertaker advised me to stay in the back, waiting for him to finish his job. However, I heard him talk to the mortician about me. His questions are quite in appropriate and rude. If nut wasn't for Undertaker, I would have beaten up that swine. The mortician noticed my mood, once the main door had closed.

"Is he gone?"

Undertaker shook his head, "For now, but he will return eventually."

Standing in front of the oven, I waited for the water to boil. He went around my back and wrapped his arm around my waist, "But he won't get you, you will not jump for no one but me."

"Correction, I would never jump for anyone, especially not for you anymore."

"Awww, don't be all cold on me."

"I am not, I am going to make you warm."

Turning around, I removed his hat. Not moving, he left me move his hair aside, revealing his eyes. His smile got wide, "Is that so?"

"Of course, that is easy" I turned back, leaving him confused behind me. Curious, he looked over my shoulder, only to get something into his hand.

"Here you go...a nice warm cup of tea."

His smile dropped immediately, taking the cup, "That's it?"

I nodded, "Yeah, that is it."

"Don't tease me like that N\A" he whined,eagerly trying to give me a kiss. I however dodged him, "Unnie patience. You got me for a long time."

"A second would be enough" catching my lips, "life is too short to wait."

"Too bad, life is cruel and you have to wait for another kiss." With that, I shoved a cookie into his mouth. Instead of being angry, he grinned, munching away. Ever since his proposal, we been together. But he never forced me into anything. He always tells me that he would wait, no matter how long it takes. His character is hard to see through, on one hand he give me the time and on the other, he doesn't want to waste any. "It depends on the situation,you never know what you are going to miss out on", that is what he once said. When do I know the right moment to take action? That, he never answered.

Sebastian was no different at this point.

Once he went back to the Phantomhive manor, he refused to answer important questions to Ciel. He only apologized and went back to his duties. The young Earl knows the demon, knowing that something was on his mind and it wasn't him. The butler arrived in the kitchen, seeing the staff of the manor. While they greeted him and welcomed him back, his voice wasn't as cheerful. It sounded like a growl, telling them to leave the kitchen at once. He really needed some time alone now.

Back at the shop, Undertaker finished his preparations for today.

There was still one thing he wanted to discuss with me. I had hoped to have hide it well, but now I know better. Undertaker found the invitation card between the books. I never seen him use them before and the dust was really thick. Once in bed, it was my turn to steal kisses of the mortician. But instead of his lips, I got the card he held before me.

"Care to explain this?"

"Oh that, this is nothing" his arms went higher, so I had no chance to get the invitation off him.

"Doesn't look like nothing, you are invited to the Trancy estate...tomorrow morning."

"I am not going, so that is the end of that."

"Oh no it is not" suddenly, a similar card appeared in his other hand, "since we are both going there."

"When did you...?"

He had a way to shut me up with a kiss, "You aren't the only one with secrets."

Undertaker didn't tell me about the other uncomfortable visit this morning. Claude Faustus is awfully quiet, like a spider on a web. The mortician knew immediately of his true nature, concerned that the spider butler caught his eye on me.

"I must say, you have a talent to attract danger wherever you go my dear."

I wasn't sure if that was supposed to be a compliment, "Says the man who is into roleplay with reapers and demons. Do you have your eyes on the Trancy butler too? I am soooo jealous." Obviously the last part was a joke,but Undertaker didn't take it as one. He got closer, kissing me more passionately, "I changed my interests N\A. I rather do role play as a mortician and corpse."

"So who is the corpse?"

He winked, "You, if you keep on that tongue of yours."

I raised my brow, while he got a little more comfortable, now lying above me. "Now, let have a look on my new guest tonight, shall we?" Kiss me from my lips all the way down to my beck, I gave out a few moans...but not the ones you expect.

Undertaker sighted, "Moaning like a zombie is really a turn off."

I sighted, blowing out the candle on the night table, "Too bad it is not turning the lights off too. Good night."

"Wait a minute...what about our night?"

ZZZzzzzzzzzz

Sighting deep, he tucked me in, "She sure sleeps like the dead."

A sudden sound caught his attention. It came from downstairs, someone was trying to break into the shop. Lord Harold was on the move. He had two men with him, he paid them to get me out of the mortician's grasp. Once he heard of me being divorced, he simply couldn't wait to be the first in the queue, unaware that he was fighting against supernatural creatures. As for the two men, they had their order. The Undertaker shall not survive this night. Lord Harold's plan was shattered instantly, as a long scythe was around his waist, and a hand grabbing his collar.

"If anyone will not live tonight, it will be you Lord Harold."

Facing his henchmen, he didn't expect them to make a runner. Undertakers eyes were close, while his voice was getting deeper, "Now, let's take a walk, shall we?"