Dear Loid, (Loid Forger x Reader)

MARRIAGExPROPROSAL

"Huh?"

A sound of confusion that resonated throughout the unfamiliar ceiling. Her voice was raspy, quite deep, her face extremely puffy, and a booming headache that traveled into ever nook and cranny of her skull.

A groan escaped her lips, her own (s/c) hands coming up to her face— more so her forehead —pressing down on it to alleviate the tension as she lifted herself up from the bed, now sitting in an upright position.

"Well I've gotta hangover.." She spat, hitting her head with the palm of her hand— as if that would help her.

The door opens slowly, a familiar male voice squawks in surprise. "Ah, you're awake Ms. (L/N"!" He exclaims, the tray of tea cups and a teapot rattling in surprise.

(Y/N) snorts, muttering under her breath, "Yeah, not unless you drugged me with sleeping meds.." Perhaps she said that a bit too loud as the blonde man releases a chuckle, placing one of the tea cup at his bedside table, and handing the other to the woman sitting on top of his bed.

She mutters a small thank you, gratefully accepting the cup. She stares at the golden liquid for a moment, watching the herbal liquid ripple inside the cup. Her (e/c) eyes stare at her reflection for a moment, looking at herself through the water only to see a mess that she could only call.. herself.

Her hair was that off a birds nest, the position in which she was laying molded that shape into her hair. The bags under her eyes didn't help either, which was accompanied by dried drool and flakes of tears in the corners of her eyes.

She always had watery eyes.

"Uhm," (Y/N) hesitates, squeezing the cup in her grasp. She was an over thinker.

'Maybe I did something super bad and he doesn't want to tell me because I might just die from embarrassment!?'

Her breathing turns erratic, but she quickly proceeds to calm herself down.

'Remember, Mr, Forger's still in here.'

She sighs.

Looking up with an awkward yet gentle smile, she continues on with closed eyes, "Mr. Forger, no? May I ask, how I ended up.." she
glances around, then stares back at Loid, "here?"

Loid looks startled, blinking rapidly but smiles back.

"Oh, of course! You passed out on the street so I brought you back home!" He chuckles, watching her face grow paler and paler.

Right now, at this very second, of this very minute, of this very hour, of this very day, she felt like she was no where on this planet. In space, wandering around before getting sucked into the black hole named 'Humiliation'.

It felt as though her soul was leaving her body, and multiple anvils were falling on top of her head.

'I CAN'T EVER SHOW MY FACE BACK HERE AGAIN!!'

"O-oh.." She murmurs, bringing the rim of the tea cup to her lips, taking small sips, but it was enough to fill her mouth.

"I know this is a bit sudden but," Loid gulps, "will you marry me?"

Her mouth, full of tea, which splatters everywhere. Her eyes wide with shock, and her lips puckered.

"P-pardon!?" (Y/N) shouts, using her sleeve to wipe her mouth.

"I know this is a bit sudden, but my daughter is always talking about how she wants a mom. You see, my wife passed away two years ago, and Anya doesn't really know what a mother's touch is truly like." He admits to her, looking down at his half drunken cup of tea.