⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 ℕ𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖! [ 𝔻𝕣.𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕘 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 ] ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟷: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚕

⊹ Authors POV ⊹

YOU AND FLUG walked out of the restaurant and began your journey back to Malicious Intent.

You then looked down at your ring and laughed.

"It's weird to think that I'm 'engaged', even though I've never dated in my nineteen years of being alive." You said with a small sigh.

Flug looked over at you. "What? You've never dated anyone?" He asked you, a bit surprised.

You placed your hands behind your back. "Yep, hilarious right?" You said in a playful yet sad tone.

Flug shook his head. "No, not at all! It's just odd that nobody would want to date you. Because well, I don't know who wouldn't be trying to get after you." He explained.

You lightly blushed. "Oh, um thanks Flug. But, it was mostly my uncle interfering. He told me that people would just break your heart. So, since he was my guardian, I listened to him. But I don't have to anymore. I'm an adult now." You declared, a big confident smile plastered on your beaming face.

Flug ruffled your hair slightly. "That's good enthusiasm. It's difficult when your family doesn't support what you want..." Flug added, thinking of his own family.

You went to touch his shoulder. "Oh Flug. That's—y-you're right. Which is why you have others to help and support you instead. I will support you, Flug." You reassured him.

Flug kept his gaze on you, he then glanced away. "You really are too kind [y/n]." He said with a small frown.

You couldn't see the frown so you just smiled at him as you both arrived.

He opened the door first for you, you thanked him for his gentlemanly manner and walked in. There you two were, standing in a giant building. You then gently tugged on Flug's sleeve.

"Where's the client?" You asked him, wondering where you could find the person.

Flug fumbled with the card he received from Blackhat, trying to get it out before it fell on the ground.

"I'm right here."

A voice from behind you both scared the living daylights out of the two of you. You held onto Flug's arm as you both turned around to see the culprit.

[btw this man I completely made up for the sake of the story]

It was a man, he was almost the same height as Flug, maybe even a bit taller which was impressive. He had baby blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair. He was wearing a button up with a tie. He looked at both of you with a grin.

"I'm the client. Atticus." He then shifted his gaze onto you. "Who might you be, my dear?" He charmingly smiled at you.

As he asked you, he brought your hand up towards his lips. He kissed your knuckles and then noticed your ring. You silently screamed in your head from the discomfort but tried not to reveal it.