Cruella one shots (Y/NxCruella)

Restaurant Meetings II

𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗼𝘃

I must say, I was curious about that woman, named Y/N. Even though I met her yesterday, I couldn't take my thoughts off of her. She was on my mind all night long. I hated to admit it but she definitely made an impact on me and especially my stomach, which was filled with light feelings, I never had before. It unsettled me but I still wanted to see that mysterious woman again.

My thoughts went wild, while thinking about her. I was about to seriously get back to that stupid restaurant alone, just to see if she would be there too. That made me crazy. She made me crazy.

At work, I didn't concentrate on my sewing. That led to the situation of me trying to sew my finger amongst the aqua fabric. I rushed to stop pushing my foot onto the pedal, which made the machine work. The ruby liquid dropped down on the fabric, destroying its peaceful aesthetic.

I tried to not scream out of pain, which ended in a small squeak. Holding my finger to stop the blood flow, I stood up and strolled to the first aid kit, smiling at my coworkers, as if nothing was wrong.

After I took care of my bleeding finger, I sat back at my desk, sighing by the drop of destroyance. Not seeing any helpful idea, I threw the fabric away.

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I was quite unsure, if she would be sitting at the table again. It would be a grand miracle, because I never saw her there before. But, to get hope, the clock showed the exact time, when she opened the door and drew my attention onto her on the other day.

So I took a deep breath and headed into the restaurant, overlooking every table, except from the one she sat by yesterday. To my surprise, she smiled directly at me. It almost looked like she was just waiting for my appearance.

Without a sign of her having company, I strolled to her table.

"Is there any chance I can seat myself at this table to keep that fabulous woman company?" Not waiting for her response, I sat myself down and inspected the woman's rosy lips.

"Here we meet again." She grinned and frowned at my bandaged finger. "What happened?" The woman's gaze met my eyes and I watched my finger in confusion, before it came back to me.

"Oh, I hurt myself while sewing fabrics together. It happens." I shrugged and leaned forwards. "And I always believe in a second meeting. Even if it has to be in such a stupid restaurant like this." My focus glided over the extravagant amount of gold placed all around this building.

Y/N laughed at my comment and nodded. "So you think so too of this place, hm? Good to know. I was worried you liked this place but it looked like you just came here because you had to, in case to not lose your job?" Her head leaned slightly to one side, while she was waiting for me to answer.

"You're good at seeing the truth, Y/N. I'm amazed. Not many people can do that and for sure not when they've just met the person." My elbows laid on the table, my head cupped in my hands. "And why are you here, when you think of this place the same as I do?" I questioned interested.

"Some lady I wanted to recognize me, recommended this one but it's just not my cup of tea."

I grinned at the words she was explaining. Almost the exact same ones I thought about this restaurant.
A waiter began to approach us. When he saw me, he gulped.

"Don't worry, the Baroness is not with me today. Oh and-" I explained and rummaged in my pocket for money.

"You don't have to pay because of yesterday, Estella. I did that already." The woman opposite of me smiled.

"You payed for our food yesterday? Are you kidding? You didn't need to do that, Y/N. Thank you." I was clearly confused by her move but I accepted it as a nice gesture. Then we told the waiter, we didn't need anything to eat, before he went back to cleaning the restaurant's tables.

"Why are you still working for this mean woman? She was unacceptable to him." She complained about the Baroness, which was absolutely understandable.

"She's always like this. And she's my only real chance to get into fashion, Y/N. So even though she is a bitch some times, I can't stop working for her." I tried to explain, looking at a furious face.

"When she hates this place so much, why bother coming back then? She seems like a badass but definitely not the good kind." The woman exclaimed, chuckling lightly. I raised my eyebrow.

"You like badass people? Interesting. You know, I can be bossy and commanding too." I giggled, while she nodded.

"Oh, I got a taste of that yesterday in the restroom. I must say, you scared me a bit but now in the good way."

We grinned at each other, clearly understanding one another perfectly. She seemed so heartwarming at every single laugh she let out. Her eyes shone brightly with an irresistible glint in them. Once again I lost myself in her voice and looks she gave me.

Hours flew by as we chatted about every tiny detail in our life. What we wanted and needed. Our dreams. People in our lives. Our history.

"Lady's? I hate to break your flow but the restaurant will close soon." The waiter told us and we stood up.

"Here. Have that for just having us here without us eating anything. That was thoughtful of you. Thank you." She gave the man 20 Dollars, what surprised me even more. Her personality was full of kindness and love.

As we wandered outside, we stood in darkness. Except from the small light above us from the restaurant, the moonless night would have swallowed us. The woman gave a slight smile and laid her hand on my shoulder.

"That was a marvelous day, Estella. Thank you for coming back." She gently placed a kiss on my cheek.

Without expecting such a touch of hers, I analyzed her move. "It really was something." I answered, while just gazing at each other. I took all my courage together and took a step closer, placing my hand around her waist. Taking a deep breath in, I kissed the woman in front of me. Her lips reciprocated mine and our kiss lingered for some seconds. My fingers caressed her waist and cheek. Hers glided over my back.

Happy, we stopped placing our lips together.

"Same time next week?" She whispered, after her gaze went to my eyes.

I laughed and nodded. "Same time next week." I answered, before placing another kiss onto her blushed lips.

And I knew this stupid restaurant now meant more to me than I would've ever thought.

𝗣𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗦! 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗼 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀, 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗻𝗲𝘄. 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲.

𝗛𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁!
𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻!

-𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲, 𝗝