Love Story Undertaker x Y/N

Chapter 15: Return

Our small dinner was very nice and although (Y/N) denied my praised, she was obviously very happy that I had enjoyed, as evident by the blush on her cheeks. 

"I have to go to work soon," I said. I had seated myself on the bed while she was wandering around the room dusting and telling me all the things we needed to replace next.

"Stay a little longer?" she asked. 

"I suppose," I said, giving my watch a glance.

"What's that?" she asked.

I paused. Please don't be referring to what I think you're referring. She walked up to me and grabbed my wrist and I quickly pulled away, which made a shocked pout appear on her face.

"What is it?" she repeated.

"It's nothing," I said.

"Tell me," she said, crossing her arms.

"(Y/N)."

"You promised you wouldn't lie anymore," she said, "No more secrets."

"This isn't a life or death situation," I said.

"So then why do you have to keep it a secret."

Damn it. I defeated myself with my own logic.

"Regardless, the answer is no. I have to put my foot down sometime."

"You make me sound like I'm a child."

"Your behavior is childish."

She pouted and her head dropped and I worried I had gone too far. I felt bad as soon as I said it and I felt worse upon seeing her reaction.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry," I said softly, standing up and hugging her. She nuzzled my chest and rested her hands on either side of her face.

"Must you keep everything a secret from me?" she whispered.

"It would be hard to explain," I said.

"Or are you just afraid to explain it?"

Was I afraid? Was I worried about what she would think? Maybe not. I wouldn't mind if she knew. No, I was afraid she'd be more curious. It would evolve from the watch, to wanting to know more about reapers in general, to the point where she may reveal her knowledge of reapers to another reaper and only God knows what will happen after that. I was so lost in thought I had stopped paying attention to my cheeky lover.

She pulled my watch off my wrist and darted out of the room.

"(Y/N)! That was very immature!" I yelled, realizing immediately that I had lost track of her. Fortunately, there were only so many places she could be.

"(Y/N), if you're going to act childishly, then you will be punished like a child for stealing my things. I could ground you or spank you."

"You wouldn't dare," she said, revealing her hiding place. I pulled her out of the closet and took my watch from her hand.

"You're right. But I would ground you," I said, putting my watched back on.

"It's a small clock," she said softly.

"It's called a wristwatch," I said.

"Where did you get it?"

"You can't tell anyone, understand?" I said.

She nodded and waited eagerly for me to continue.

"I know someone who invented this."

"Why hasn't this person introduced it to the public? It's a wonderful idea," she said.

"He built it for the convenience of friends and family," I said, "He doesn't ever plan to go public with it."

"Adrian, don't lie to me," she whined, pouting once more.

I realized I was playing with my braid and was mentally cursing myself for having this tell.

She had tears in her eyes and I faced the reality that telling the truth was easier than lying to her.

"Listen," I said, moving my bangs out of my face and letting her eyes meet mine directly, "This watch is an invention that isn't meant to be revealed for quite some time yet. If it is released to the population too early, it will disrupt the way society functions. That is why I attempt to keep it hidden, understand?"

She nodded and then frowned and whacked my arm.

"Why must everything you tell me be such a production?" she said, "It's always so much simpler to explain than you think it will be, so just be honest with me in the first place. Besides that, I can't marry a liar. Do you want to marry me or don't you? You have to be honest if you do."

I saw her giggling softly and realized exactly what she was attempting to do. Subtle revenge for my behavior was making me blush at the thought of her being my wife. I let my bangs fall in front of my face and sighed. It did bruise my pride slightly to know I was blushing.

She moved my bangs out of my eyes and smiled, "I like when you blush. It makes me happy to know you love me and your face shows it,"

I smiled and kissed her nose, watching a blush spread across her cheeks, "You're right. It's a very satisfying feeling."

"Shut up," she giggled, hitting my chest playfully before throwing her arms around my neck and cuddling me. I buried my face in her neck and enjoyed her sweet smell of flowers and rainwater. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the way she overwhelmed my senses in every way. Where it once would've panicked me, now it was relaxing.

I wanted to stay so much longer, but I knew it was time to get to work. I had requested the receptionist to clock me in at the start of my shift so I didn't have to go all the way back. 

"I have to get going, darling," I said softly.

"A little longer?" she whispered.

I was cut off from answering by the main door slamming open into the wall and then being slammed closed. I released Y/N from my arms and rushed to the main room with her following behind me. I was shocked to see the angel standing in my shop once more. Although he already looked agitated about something, I knew it was my expression of pure rage that had him paling.

"I'm sorry. I'm really very sorry. Please let me explain, don't kill me!" he blurted.

I ignore his rambling, resisting the urge to threaten his life then and there for Y/N's sake, and asked, "What the hell are you doing here?"