Cruella one shots (Y/NxCruella)

Being like Cruella

𝗬/𝗡'𝘀 𝗣𝗼𝘃

A wintry breeze welcomed me into Hell Hall. It was not its owner, nor anyone else, who lived there. The doors just magically opened and shut behind me like they always did.

The Boss needed new sketch books and exactly this was my only job here. I worked in a drugstore and she hired me to help her out with paper. This person had a magical spell on her, so I couldn't say no to her. It practically would have been the end of the drugstore.

I wandered around the corners to Cruellas well known office. She didn't seem to be in a good mood because I could hear her shouting at the others.

As I reached the door, I held my hand up to knock but before I could feel the wood on my skin, the door opened and a sullen Jasper spotted my eyes.

"For Heavens sake, Jasper, let her in." The genius shouted angrily, before the man moved and gave me room to enter. "Don't say anything to her today. She's quite exploding." He mumbled and vanished after.

My feet slowly began to take me into the room and therefore closer to that glinting woman. Her chest was heaving up and down, showing her frustration with the man, who left earlier.

Without telling a word, she approached me, laying her cold hands onto my shoulders. "Tell me, Y/N. You would be bitter too, if your coworkers would forget to get anything you need for your sweet, little store, right?" Her breath flowed on my skin and because of the opposite heat, it stung.

I couldn't react for a while. Her contact made me freeze and paralyze my body to a full stop. Our eyes locked together. I could recall an emotion flowing through my body, which made me feel at ease. Completely save. Just a small nod left my movements.

Cruellas mind was thinking, I could clearly recognize that. Before anything further happened, I cleared my throat and held the sketch books out.

"You wanted me to bring these." My voice acted muddled, still replaying her gaze on my eyes. The woman reached for them and painted a simple smile on her red lips.

"Exactly. Other than the others, I can always rely on you." She sounded quite loving, yet sad. I had no idea what was going through her head. She threw the books onto the table, switching back to her dominant behavior.

I let out a silent gasp, as some sheets of the sketch books turned and a design popped up on the front page. I completely forgot, that I drew on them earlier that day.

"What is it?" Cruella asked frowning, following my gaze. "My. Now who did that?" A grin appeared on her lips, while she took the book into her hands, gliding her index finger down the colored lines.

The two-side-haired woman inspected all its glory and waited for me to answer. Her eyes went from the design to my afraid look. "Well.. I was in a hurry so I just took the nearest sketch books with me. I forgot that I drew on one of them- I can take it home and bring you another one." I rushed my words coming out of me, scared, she would be mad at my mistake.

"I didn't know you could draw. And certainly I did not know you liked fashion." Cruellas voice was husky, giving me no chance to answer. She turned back to the sketch and analyzed it once again. "You did a fabulous job my darling."

"Thank you." Was all I could reply as I blushed in a rosy color painting itself on my cheeks. Her pure praising was too much for me and I forgot words. Also, I forgot, that she was still standing right in front of me. "I wanna be like you." A whispered sound echoed through the room.

Cruella stood still, forming a grin and raising one eyebrow. "What?" I knew she understood me perfectly but wanted to hear that part again. That woman knew exactly how she could make me nervous.