•Miss Peregrines Peculiar children Oneshots•

For you, love

Y/n is a painter and decides to paint a little something for Miss P ;)
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It's been 4 hours of y/n sitting in front of her canvas, thinking deeply about the final product. She did a painting that she knew for sure Alma was going to love.

She emerges from her thoughts when she hears a knock on her door and tells them to come in.

It was Alma.

~~~y/n POV~~~

"Hey lovely." I smile and set my paintbrush down to quickly cover the painting with a cloth. I look back over to see Alma looking over curious as to what she made. "Sorry hun, but you can't see until tomorrow." I say with a fake frown and she smiles.

"Well now I want to see it." She smirks and I smile as I roll my eyes.

"You will tomorrow, I promise." I say and smile as she smiles back before giving me a kiss. When she pulls back I see a small mark of paint on the side of her lips. I giggle and she looks at me confused.

"What?" She questions making me laugh even more. "Some things telling me I look really stupid right now." I fall forward into her chest laughing and she chuckles herself before hugging me.

"Now let's get you something to eat, you've been up here forever." She says drawing out the word forever. She kneels down to my height and plants a kiss on my nose where she then sees a dab of paint on my nose from afterwards.

"So that's what you were laughing at." She smiles as she wipes away the paint on her lip before we walk out.

~~~The Next Day y/n POV~~~

I woke up early, surprisingly before Alma did. I checked the time on the stop watch she had on her night stand.

4:56 AM.

No wonder she was still asleep. She normally gets up around 5:30.

This is good though, it will give me time to prepare.

I get out of bed and freeze half way through when I saw Alma move into her other side. She's still asleep. I make the rest of the way off the bed and head to the bathroom to change and brush my hair. I then walk downstairs and find no one else was up as I made my way to my room. Inside I find the painting still covered in the cloth.

I uncover it and take a look at it. A few tweeks here and there but overall it seems great! I finish painting the final touches and when I checked the time again I finished at the perfect time.

5:28 AM.

She will be getting up in precisely 1 minute and 36 seconds-

Wait... did I just do the Alma thing?

I pause for a split second and then hurry towards her room to find her out of bed and the bathroom door was created open a little. When she came out of the bathroom, her hair was made and she was dressed in her Navy blue suit.

"Good morning, dear." She says and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "I hope you slept well, I worried when I didn't find you there when I woke up." She smiles and I smiled back.

"Actually, I have a bit of a surprise for you... I mean, not really since you heard about it yesterday but-" I was cut off from a Peck on the lips. Heat rises up into my cheeks and she smiles against my lips.

"Just show me." She says and I smile as I take her hand and head towards my room.

"First things first, close your eyes." I say and she responds by doing so.

"Don't rail me into the wall." She says as I guide her into my room. I laugh and walk over to uncover the painting. I push Alma a little further over to the painting until she's facing it.

"In times like this I realize how big this house is." She mumbles and I snorted.

"Okay, you ready?" I say as I put my hand on hers. She nods and I tell her to open her eyes.

"You are always up to something little bird..." Her voice drifts off as soon as she makes contact with the painting. Her eyes seem to burn even more brighter than before as she tears up. I feel her give my hand a small squeeze and her other moving up towards her chest.

"Love, I... " I was about to hug her but instead she scoops me into one. "I love it so much, I love you so much." She says and plants a kiss on my lips and I smile against them.

I knew she would love the painting, especially with it being something so dear to her.

The home of the peculiars.
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Me who's a painter: just because I paint has nothing to do on why I love this chapter so much...