Stuart Townsend Imagines/Preferences

Dorian Gray

(Here is part two of my latest Dorian Gray imagine, I decided to write it anyway since I know some of you really enjoy my work which I really appreciate thank you. so yeah, enjoy!) 

After receiving a letter from the strange man who calls himself Dorian Gray you set out to the London Docklands in hopes of settling this matter. No one knew about this except you, and you could care less about what others thought. All you wanted was to escape that old job of yours and do something to your liking, not caring whether or not you got paid to do so. You found the location and approached the docks, standing there and looking out towards the water. "Well, this is the right place. Where is the man who had sent me this letter?" you thought to yourself. Suddenly you heard a voice from behind you say "Miss Y/N." you turned around to come face to face with Dorian Gray himself. you stood there for a moment, a bunch of mixed feelings running through your mind. one of them being how attractive he was. "I knew you would come, there is no better person for this matter than you." he said. You raised an eyebrow. "Really? you could have picked another person for this matter of yours Mr.Gray. Why is it that you choose me out of all the other people in this world?" you asked. Dorian reached into his coat pocket and took out a journal of some sort. "Because you are the only one who can read this." he said, handing the journal to you. 

You took the journal from him, looking down at the bindings. Your eyes widened in shock as you realized who's journal this was. You looked up at Dorian, your expression turning from shocked to serious. "This journal belongs to an ancient supernatural being, the words inside it are in a different language. I was hoping you could translate some of it for me." he said. "Why should I do that?" you asked. Dorian almost chuckled. "My dear you have so many questions however, we cannot speak of them out here. Please come inside, We shall discuss this in my study." he said, before leading you inside his home. You climbed the stairs and then entered a large library, which was quite impressive. "Impressive isn't it?" Dorian bragged. you nearly laughed. 

"So tell me Mr Gray, what will the translations do for you exactly?" you asked. Dorian sat down in one of the chairs next to the fireplace. You sat down in the chair across from him. "Once I know the translations it will allow me to find where the rest of my league has been captured. I am trying to find them." 

"Captured?" you questioned. 

"Yes." he paused. "The league has been captured, only I survived those events." he looked away for a moment as if thinking of something to say. "I have been trying to locate them for months now, sadly I have not been successful. They are not just people that I choose to fight alongside as an ally, but because they are my family. the only ones I have left, I knew I could contact you since I have heard about your knowledge of vast cultures and of course your act of learning languages." he explained. You leaned forward, paying more close attention. "I read about your mother M/N, and her working alongside one of Londons most profound scholars. you are my last hope as you are what's left of her. I would have contacted her instead if that option were there." said Dorian. you understood where Dorian was going, and agreed to help him rescue the league. Not realizing how difficult it would be since the task itself was dangerous, and on another note he would be flirting with you.