One shots (Character X Fem.Reader)

四十

"Urgh..." I stared at the report in my hands. "... t-the only person I could go to is... him. Only he can help with this..." I sighed, holding the paper. "I can't... but... grandma needs my help."

I raised my head up, unsure. "What should I do? I've been rejecting him for years, and years... and now I have to ask him for help? This is embarrassing." I bite my nails, staring at the piece of paper in my hands.

"Whatever...it won't be that bad..." I sighed, and balled my fist. I can do this. Whew. I quickly called a cab. "Can you bring me to 198 Hilsleton?" I ask, as he nods, and I sit in, and buckle myself.

I stare at the scenery outside, and hummed a little tune. I hope he won't ask for too much. "Miss. We're here." The person says, as I snap out of it, and hand him the money, hoping out. 

I guess this is it. I took a deep breath, and walked into the bar nervously. He should be here...right? I looked around, to see if I could find him. I couldn't.

I walked up to the barista. "How's the weather? Quite fine isn't it? I think I'm ready for a shot." I smiled nervously, as the barista nods. He quickly dials a number, and then heads back to me. 

"Go to Haverwood 88." The barista whispers into my ear, and continues making his drinks as if I hadn't talked to him at all. I quickly got out the bar, and called another cab, telling the destination.

After a while, I arrive at the destination, as I breathe a deep breath. I can do this. I walked into the building to the front register. Uhm, I'm here to see Aldaric Henderson." I smiled uncomfortably.

The girl looks at me weirdly. "Do you have an appointment booked with him?" She looks at me haughtily. "No but-" "Then I'm afraid I can't let you see him madame." She smiles.

 Urgh. That damn smile. Just like his. "Listen, I don't have a lot of time on my hands, so I suggest you let me go and see him-" I groaned, as she just flicks her fingers. "Sorry sweetie. You need an appointment."

I rolled my eyes, tapping my foot, as I suddenly see someone I know at the corner of my eyes. Derna. The front register girl looked at her then quickly bowed. "Ah, welcome Miss Derna." She says in a high pitched tone. 

"Oh- (Y/n)! There you are! Aldaric's looking for you! Why are you just standing here...? Don't tell me...was this because of that girl?" She points to the front registerer. The girl looks at me with panic.

I glared. "Yes, she was delaying my precious time." I frowned. "Alright. You're fired." Derna smiles at the girl. "No! Please, Miss Derna, that was a mistake! I didn't know she was a guest of his-"

"No excuses. Go on. Head out. We don't need incompetent people like you." Derna smiles. "She's not just some random guest of Aldaric's. She is (Y/n). Future wife of Aldaric." Derna smirks proudly.

Where was my permission to this...? Whatever. "Derna, can you quickly take me to him?" I asked her as she nods for me to follow her. As we got to the place, she waves goodbye and walks the other direction while I knocked the door nervously.

"What is it? Didn't I say there would be no interruption?" A voice booms inside. "Uh, it's me. (Y/n)." A moment of silence was heard, as he speaks up again. "Come inside. You didn't have to knock."

I opened the grand door to see him sitting at his desk with several work loads piled up. I looked at him nervously. "Listen, Aldaric, I need your help. Really badly." I whimpered. 

He looks at me, seemingly interested at what I have to say to him. "Please, I need to borrow some money...my grandma needs to undergo an expensive surgery...and I don't have the money for that...."

I looked at the ground, embarrassed. "Alright." He says. I raised my head up surprised. "Really?" I look at him brightly. "Yeah, but I have a condition." He smirks. "W-what is it?"

"Well, I want you to marry me." He smiles. That was enough for me to chock on the air. "What? Wait wait wait...marry? As in...wedding marry?" I looked at him wide eyed. 

"Yeah. When we get married, I won't care how you use my money at all. You can just take my entire bank account after. I won't even bat an eye." He smiles. I held in my saliva.

That's a good deal... "I don't even care if you don't have a job. I can be the one to support us." He smirks. "Alright. I guess that is a good deal-" He then shoves a document in front of me.

"What is-" "Marriage papers. I just need you to sign it." He smiles cheekily. When did he get this...? Actually, I don't even want to know when. That'll be weird.

As the surgery went on as successful, I eventually ended up living at his house. He would often spoil me with love when I come home, and cuddle me, telling how much he loves me.

Even though he does such things, I still make sure to keep my feelings in check. Afterall, we never know when a friend becomes a foe. I sighed.

It went on like this. It was pretty peaceful, until one day, hell decided to break loose. "W-what did you say?" Tears rolled down my cheeks, as the doctor repeated his words. "She's dead. Your grandmother has died." He says.

I stood there in shock, not able to say anything. Nothing. At all. Aldaric walks towards me, and pulls me in for a long hug. Why? Why did she have to.... this isn't fair.

I spend the next few weeks, mourning for her, until I decided to do something. "Aldaric. Now that my grandmother has died, there's really no point in this marriage anymore. Let's divorce." I said.

He stared at me as if I was crazy. "I thought we were going pretty well? What happened to that (Y/n)?" He says, in a dangerously low tone. "I mean, we didn't really marry for love-"

"I don't fucking care (Y/n). I don't care. As long as you have entered this marriage, there is no backing out. Even if you threaten me, even if you try to harm me, I will not let you go. Not now, not ever." He smiles maniacally.

"The moment you signed those papers, you belonged here. You can never leave (Y/n). Never. You and I will stay together forever. You hear me? Forever."

LA FIN