I hurried down the hallways and stairwells of the house all with the little woven basket on my hip filled to the brim with our laundry, I made my way across the second-floor landing when I heard a strange sound. I craned my neck up the stairwell to the third floor when I saw... a rather strange site especially for this early in the morning.
The tall wooden stairs winding their way up to the third floor are the same dark but polished wood as the rest of the house' flooring. A few old paintings hung up along the walls, but most out of the ordinary was Thomas and Jack stood at the top of the stairs.
Jack in a pair of loose fitting cargo trousers and a grey sweatshirt leant up with his back against the wall a large pink and green water pistol in his hand.
Thomas leant beside him with is tattered black jeans so tattered in fact parts of them I could see his legs and I think his whole knee was out on one side, and a loose red t shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a smaller blue and yellow water pistol in his own hand the two of them clearly sneaking around even singing there own theme music like little spies.
"What on earth are you boys up to?" I giggled
"Oh Hi Darling" Thomas waves
"Hi Darling" Jack laughs
"Don't call her that, jack"
"Why? You call her that?"
"Exactly that's my name for her" he pouts
"Alright sorry" He chuckled
"What's up my darling?"
"I will repeat. What are you doing?" I asked
"Uuhhh what are we doing?" he asks jack
"... I don't know how to explain it"
"We basically fill water guns with juice and go around being spies sometimes making people sticky" Thomas explained
"Okay" I giggled
"You're okay with this?" he asks coming down to see me
"You do whatever makes you happy my love" I smiled
His smile widened and he wrapped his arms around waist "ummm I love you so much"
"I love you too Thomas" I smiled as he pulled me into a sweet cosy kiss "what sort of juice?"
"Apple"
"Ah?" I smiled opening my mouth so he happily aimed and gave the gun a few squirts so I had a nice little amount of apple juice "thank you"
"Your girlfriend is awesome" jack laughs
"I know' Thomas smiled
"Have fun" I told him pushing him so I could continue on my way
"You too" he smiled scurrying back up the stairs
"Ohh I will. Washing undies and ironing ties"
"Could you make sure to wash my Lucky socks? I want them for the wedding"
"Your not wearing those damn things to our wedding Thomas"
"But-"
"No buts there full of holes and stains"
"By their my lucky socks? I wore them when I met you"
"Fine. But I can't be held responsible for if they come apart in the wash"
"Alright. You boys play nice alright" I told them as I hurried along to what is likely the most unimpressive room of the house having scurried down the stairs to the cellar but hanging a right to the small white and grey tiled room with an old door that had one of those brushes on the bottom making the familiar sound as you opened the door. The room is small with little grey wallpaper with large red poppy flowers, a large farmhouse sink, various shelves with bleaches, Washing powder and all other required bottles and gadgets. The large washing machine and dryer we put in with the renovations and a small line draped over the whole room for the few things that couldn't be dried. I sat my basket on the counter and pulled over a small stool as I began sorting things to be washed humming a little tune to myself. I sorted everything, getting the first load by taking what has been left on the dryer and folding it up as it was what I put in yesterday. Once all done with everything for now anyway waiting on the washing machine to be done washing. I shut the little door up and snuck over, pulling down the ironing board from the wall revealing the little blue bag and its coat hanger. My wedding dress has been sweetly hidden away since it arrived from the seamstress. I had comissioned her based on her other work I had seen online having many emails back and forth and designs of the sort of things I wanted, and when it finally arrived I immediately fell in love with it, it was everything I ever dreamed my wedding dress to be, I had given it a wash as she had instructed me too and of course tried it on already but I wanted to open the bag give it a try on and a play given our wedding was only days away but the machine's alarm sounded so I hid it away again and went back to the laundry.
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The Bride In Black
FanfictionOut of the blue y/n receives a wedding invitation for people she doesn't really know, soon enough she meets the brother of the bride the two quickly form an attachment, and soon enough she discovers there may be something darker going on and her inv...
