BLACK CLOVER SCENARIOS/ ONE SHOTS

LUMIERE CATCH UP

**this is set before the massacre**

WHO YOU ARE: 

Affiliation: servant/maid
Age: 23
Magic: Crystal magic. Allows user to create crystals. 
Grimoire: White book with light blue designs and a three leaf clover.

HOW YOU MET: 

You were doing laundry when you bumped into him.
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Your muscles screamed at you as you carried the large baskets full of clothes. Luckily they were already folded and just needed to be put away. However, there were so many clothes since some of the other servants just added more clothes to your pile. How nice of them. 

Now the pile is so high that you couldn't see over it. 
You heard someone coming, but you didn't think anything of it. You thought that this person would go around you. But you were wrong. 

Next thing you knew, you were on the floor and so were the clothes you just cleaned. You were about to fuss the person out until you saw who it was. No one could mistake the blonde hair and blue eyed prince. 

Your eyes widen when you see that it was a royal person. You tilt your head down, so that your eyes were on the ground and not on him. "I'm so sorry sir." You say and start to move around to pick up the fallen clothes. 

You didn't hear anything, so you assumed he left. Until you heard laughter. 
"Hey, these are my clothes." 

Your eyes once again widen and look at him to see that he was standing up, and holding a piece of his clothing. 
"Oh, I'm so sorry my Lord. I'll wash them again." 

Finally he looks down at you. 
"No, it's fine." He says and you were a bit surprised because he didn't sound upset at all. 

"Here, let me help you." He says while putting the basket up right and grabbing the clothes that fell out.
"Oh no, it's fine. Please allow me." 

"Honestly, let me! It's my fault anyway. You couldn't see over the mountain of clothes. I should of helped you." 
You just smile at him, "It's okay. It's not your place to help me anyway.." 
"Say's who?" 
"Uh... everyone? Society." 
"Well screw what they say." 

You just laugh, happy that someone in the royal family thinks differently. 

"Hey, what's your name. I would love to call you by your real name and not 'servant girl'. " 
"It's (l/n)(y/n)." 

FIRST IMPRESSION OF YOU: 

He's been admiring you from a far. Stalker, I know. But you just fascinated him. The way you worked so diligently and the way you talked to your fellow friends. Overall, he thinks you're really wise and a hard worker.

FIRST IMPRESSION OF HIM: 

You were scared that he was gonna be a royal asshole with a stick up his ass. However, he proved you wrong. There was something about him that made you feel at ease. It made you feel safe. Overall, you think he is a really laid back person. 

WHEN HE REALIZES HIS FEELINGS: 

Lumiere was fascinated with you, but he didn't know that he held feelings for you. That was until he asked if you had magic. 

"So (y/n), tell me. Do you have magic?" He asks. 
"Yes, why do you ask?" 

His eyes widen hearing your answer. With sparkles in his eyes, he comes up to you. 
"Can I see?" 
"Of course, my lord." 

Lumiere groans and throws his head back, "how many times do I have to tell you. You don't have to call me by the honorifics. Just Lumiere." He says but once again you ignore that statement.