One shots (Character X Fem.Reader)

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I frowned as my blind date continued to ramble on about stuff I didn't know. From the corner of my eyes, I saw a cute guy. That's...surprisingly weird. I've never felt anything like this...my heart... I gripped my chest.

The guy in front of my frowned. "What are you doing?" He asked. I turned away. I told him nothing, as he continued the conversation which I was paying no attention in. My heart thumps as I continue staring at the cute guy.

As if feeling my stare, he turns around, and finds me looking at him. I smile, before turning back to my blind date, as my face flushes red without realizing.

As the blind date ends, I tell the guy to fuck off, as I can tell he is going to snitch on me, and tell my mom. Sigh. I slump down on the chair and close my eyes, trying to ignore the world. Then, I hear a clink in front of me. I open my eyes.

I see the cute guy I was staring at earlier. The gives me a vanilla latte and tells me its his treat. I smile. I whisper a thank you and stare outside at the magnificent view, as I sip my latte and he walks away. 

I smile to myself. Today wasn't that bad. I sort of made a new friend. The next few blind dates were all at the same place. I would always ignore the person, as I had no interest, as suddenly one day, this blind date made me...feel just a little interested.

Apparently, he was also forced to come, which makes the both of us. And he was also very easy to get along with. For the past few days, we tried it again, and moved on to actual dates. He made me feel...special.

I was sitting in the same cafe one day, as he told me to be there at 6:30pm. I arrived a few minutes early, as I waited and he came a few minutes later. He looked oddly nervous. I smile, as he held a giant bouquet of flowers towards me. I accepted it, and sat down with him.

Throughout the whole time, he seemed oddly nervous, as if wanting to tell me something. Suddenly, as I was about to get up and leave with him, he got down to his knees. I gasped. Was this what I think it is? 

"(Y/n)... you are the sun to my life, as we have been dating for three years now...I deeply love you, but sometimes, I think to myself when you aren't here. I think about how much I missed you and how I want to see you. I want to see you all the time." He smiles, as he continues.

"I don't just wanna see you when we have a date somewhere or sometimes bump into each other. I want you to be there when I get home, with a warm smile on you as you greet me. I can't stop thinking about you so much, that it has come to this." He says, as people around me cheer.

"(Y/n, will you do me the honor, of becoming my beloved wife, will you be the yin to my yang, the light to my shadow and love of my life?" The cheer got so loud, but all I could hear and see was him. Zayn. My eyesight blurred as I smiled.

"Yes, yes, yes Zayn! I want to be your wife that will cherish and be cherished by you!" I sobbed, as he slipped the engagement ring on me, and pulled me into a deep kiss. Who knew in the corner of the room, someone would be watching jealously, and in hate?

(Years later)

I smiled, as I walked into the kitchen with my four year old. I see my husband cutting up some fruits. I walk up to him and kisses him on the cheeks, as my child raises their hand up to me, asking for me to pick them up.

I was about to pick her up, but Zayn picked her up instead. "I want mommy! Let me go daddy!" They whined. I smiled. "Now, now sweetie, your mom is very tired. She has to carry your sibling in her stomach. She's very very frail right now." Zayn told them.

I giggled, as my child no longer whined, but pouted instead. I laugh. Suddenly, the doorbell rings. Zayn put our child down and went to see who it was. I could hear a clear argument, as I listened in on the conversation. 

"Divorce her." The unknown person said. Zayn yelled at the guy to stop saying nonsense and slammed the doors on the person. I went up to him and hugged him. This often happened, as men wanted me for my beauty, and females wanted him her his wealth and looks.

Zayn hugged me close, as I feel a tug at my pants. I see my child raising their hands, saying they also want to join the hug. Zayn grumbled, but still picks her up anyways and cuddles with me. What we didn't know was that...we should've listened to the man's warning.

I was sitting in the living room, as I smelled something burning. Huh. That wasn't right. I went to the kitchen to find my child's body sticking out the oven and Zayn's body on the chopping board, with his head chopped off. I gasped. What the hell-

Blood spluttered over my clothes, as I look down to see a knife pierced into me. I turned my head around slowly to see who it was. It was the cafe dude. The guy that I found cute. But the cute guy was nowhere to be seen, as all I saw, was madness in his eyes.

"Sweetie, you should've picked me instead of him. This way, none of this would've happened." I sobbed. "Oh, even your tears are so sweet...but if I can't have you...no one can. That's why I did this." He nods towards what he's done.

"Oh, I'll see you in my afterlife. And after rebirth. I will you wherever you are."

LA FIN