The Tailor's Bride | Trenderman x Reader

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝. 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 | 𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚃𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚛

Things were finally back to normal. At least... for the most part. Ever since their acts of adultery, Trender's become more affectionate and (Y/n) has barely flinched upon the sight of every sudden movement. She still had her moments, but they weren't as frequent.

They had a thorough discussion about their relationship the next morning, their bodies against each other seeking the others warmth. Trender then explained how sexual acts will carry out in the future. If (Y/n) wanted sexual intimacy, she'd have to ask.

However, (Y/n) didn't know how to ask, so she kept quiet as she awaited their dinner with his family so she could ask Rowen. So without knowing how to ask, as well as patiently waiting for the family dinner her husband would be taking her to, Trender continued his teachings. He even gifted her her own sketchbook in case she has any ideas of her own.

Unlike before, when he'd instruct her on how to carry out the process. He was now more physical, guiding her hands on how to do things as well as hovering over her, subconsciously teasing her with his warmth. She only indulged in that feeling once and cut her finger.

Now, she found herself putting a little more effort into her appearance. She'd apply a light blush and a soft red lip. His compliments always filling her with warmth and joy.

So far this week, he's seemed  to grow more comfortable being around her. Now when she was getting dressed he didn't mind entering or being in the room, as long as she was alright with it. He's also seen her change a plethora of times this week.

(Y/n) had learned that while he was upset he had been making new clothes for her: from nightgowns to evening dresses, she would eventually have a full closet. Though she found it slightly odd, considering he was upset with her, she also found it oddly sweet.

However, none of these were (Y/n)'s favorite change. Her favorite change was the more innocent intimacy. They'd cuddle, he'd let her sit on his lap, and just the other day, he fell asleep on her lap. That had been an interesting hour. She didn't know what to do and she was too afraid to move and wake him up. So she sat there for an hour until he woke up. It was both uncomfortable and brought her great joy.

"(Y/n)?" Trender's voice removed (Y/n) from her thoughts.

"Yes, husband?" She asks, turning to face him. She had a bright smile on her face. Ever since their talk, she found herself to be more happy in his presence.

"My tailor parlor is opening back up today. Are you ready to review what you need to do?" Trender asks, having been going over everything all week. (Y/n) nods, confidently, feeling very prepared.

The two enter his store which was through the usually locked side door of the kitchen. They stop at the desk and he motions her to sit down.

"Now, I walk in and ask for a patch job, what do you do?" Trender asks, pacing before stopping directly in front of her. Her heart began to race as she thought up her answer.

"Patch jobs start at 25 silver but can go up depending on the size of the hole." She answers, not a stutter in her voice. Trender nods.

"Good. I come in and ask for a dress to the ball next month. What do you do?" Trender asks, (Y/n) bites her lip and thinks.

"I-I explain that dresses start at 300 gold pieces and will go up d-depending on what they want." Trender motions her to continue so she nods and thinks a second longer. "Then they explain what they want, I-I consult you th-then explain the cost to them. If they agree to the price, I take them to see you, if they don't... get you?"

"Yes, but only if they refuse to leave the store. If they leave, don't worry." Trender explains, "what about appointments?"

"Check the calendar and consult you." She answers confidently, once more.