(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
I woke up with my head throbbing, but just as I tried to sit up I hit my head. Great now I've made head worse what else could go wrong?
"Oh dear are you okay?" A voice asked from outside. " Matter of fact, I am not okay, where am I!?" The voice whomever it belonged to seemed to ponder on what they were going to say before responding, " hehe, I'm surprised you haven't asked to get out of that coffin yet, guess I'm not the only who thinks they are comfortable......"
'Wait what? I'm in a coffin oh god!'
"Please get me out of this coffin!" I begged, the voice cleared "it's" throat before saying " Of course I'll let you out, wouldn't want a beautiful face like yours to be hidden" it said, with a giggle, while lifting the coffins lid off.
"Well god damn, he's nothing shy of hot." That's all I could help but think as I sat there staring at his face? " Thank you." he said. " For what?" I answered hastily. " The compliment of course." The man giggles eerily.
' Oh my god I just said that out loud, oh god! Wait why is his face covered by those bangs? His eyes must be beautiful.'
"Like what you see?" The man asked. I swear I must have been redder than a rose by how hard I was blushing. "By the way, I'm the Undertaker."
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