(Y/N) Phantomhive is the older sister of Ciel Phantomhive. She had sworn to protect her baby brothers from harm the day they were born, though 4 years later she was taken from her beloved family. She went missing for over 2 years before she had fina...
“Damn it, Undertaker. Stop tugging at my heartstrings!” We both laugh and I go to turn around to face him, only to notice he wasn’t even wearing a shirt. I was now a deep shade of red, and it felt like it just got 20° hotter in here. He laughs even more.
“I never thought I’d get this kind of reaction, love. Shall I leave the room?” He teases. I couldn’t get any words out, and I look back up at him. He takes hold of my hands and brings them up to his chest as he kisses me. A moment goes by before he pulls away just slightly.
“I left my clean clothes in the living room. I was only going to go to grab a shirt when I noticed you cooking, love. I do apologize.”
“N-no there’s no need to a-apologize.” He then smiles. “You really are too adorable, love. I’ll be right back.” He leaves the kitchen, and I slowly start dishing our plates and set them on the table. I grab a couple glasses and begin making tea.
Setting the tea onto the table, I begin wondering where he went to. Before I could go see, he finally returns. “Sorry, I had to check on something quick. The food smells lovely.” He says as he pulls me into a kiss. “I do hope you’ll like it, it’s Szechuan chicken.” I say as we pull away. “If it smells this good, I’m sure I will.”
After eating and cleaning everything up, I go to get ready. There were two dresses I couldn’t decide on, so I finally decided on the short brown and beige dress with the dark brown boots.
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I brush out my hair and loosely braid it on both sides. When finished, I change into the dress and put stockings on, then the boots. The dress stops just above my knees, so I’m hoping it won’t be too much.
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Another attempt at drawing Amora!
As I head out to the living room, I noticed he was already ready. He looks over at me and smiles. “My love, you look beautiful.” He says, making me blush again. “Thank you. I was hoping it wasn’t going to be too much.” I admit quietly, and he pulls me into him.
“Dearie, I don’t think so at all. It’s perfect.” He then kisses me. “Are we ready to go then?” He asks as he pulls away slightly. “Absolutely, let’s go.” I smile.
