(Part 2)
Once I moved away from Ramin, I set the Phantom bobblehead back on the table and said, "Don't have too much fun with him while I'm gone."
He sat down and leaned over it with an innocent smile.
"We'll be on our best behavior," he winked.
I rolled my eyes playfully.
"I'll believe it when I see it."
"Am I misbehaving now?" Ramin asked confusedly, pointing at himself.
"Yes."
He furrowed his brows and tried to figure out what I meant.
When he couldn't, he put his hands up and said, "I give up. How am I misbehaving?"
I gave him a mischievous smirk, then replied, "You didn't give me a goodbye kiss."
He raised an eyebrow and slowly stood up, gesturing for me to come forward.
I did so, and when I was close enough, he leaned down to kiss my forehead.
My skin tingled at where his lips touched me, and he murmured, "Is that better, my Angel?"
"Yes," I said, humming at his close proximity.
Ramin chuckled and rested his chin on my head, holding me tightly in his arms.
"You are so cute," he whispered into my hair.
"Shut up," I replied, smacking his chest playfully. "You're making me blush."
"That's the whole point."
I could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke, and my heart fluttered for the man that I loved so dearly.
He was my Phantom of the Opera.
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Ramin Karimloo imagines and one-shots
RomanceBest known for playing the Phantom of the Opera and Jean Valjean on Broadway, this man has stolen my heart with his playful nature, good looks, and amazing voice. These will be short stories about Ramin and the characters he's played on screen and o...
