And I'm Ready For Love

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90 years ago...

The flower shop had mostly been today, only a few customers coming in.

All throughout the day, Y/N waited patiently for Alastor to show up. Alastor never showed up at a specific time, he just showed up a random time.

As the shop was ten minutes away from closing, Y/N was starting to feel sad. Since they met at her shop, he hadn't missed a single day.

"Maybe he's just busy," Y/N muttered to herself. "I'll see him tonight, so it's fine."

As she started to close up the shop, her heart began to pound rapidly, despite the date not being three hours away.

She started walking home as fast as she could, wanting to get home and get ready. She already had her outfit picked out and she had an idea of how she wanted to do her makeup and her hair, but she knew that she was going to make some changes.

Y/N got home and immediately went into her bedroom, after giving Honey a quick pet, of course.

She got rid of her work clothes and put on her dress, admiring the way the dress hugged tightly around her body and showing off her curves. She picked out this dress because it was red, and she knew that red was Alastor's favorite color.

Moving on to her makeup, she started applying her blush when she noticed her hands were trembling. Y/N didn't realize how nervous she was until now. Taking deep breaths, she attempted to calm herself down. When she did, she finished applying her blush and moved on to her mascara.

Looking at the clock on the wall, her eyes widened, seeing she only had forty-five minutes left to get ready.

'How did the time go by that fast?' Y/N thought, grabbing her curling iron.

As fast as she could, she curled her H/C hair, concentrating hard not to burn her fingers.

At last, Y/N finished getting ready, with five minutes left to spare. Going out in the living room, she put on her gloves and her heels and waited patiently in the living room.

As she waited, she got to thinking. It had been a while since Y/N had been on a real date. The only dates she had been on were with targets, who people had hired her to kill. And obviously, Y/N wasn't going to kill Alastor. She really hoped that it would go well.

A knock at the door and the sound of Honey barking interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh dear," she muttered, getting up from the couch, walking over to answer the door.

"Alastor!" she said, opening the door. "You've arrived right on time!"

"Well, it would of be impolite of me to show up late," Alastor said, handing Y/N a bouquet of Daisies. "These are for you, my dear."

A genuine smile placed itself on Y/N's lips. Alastor quite liked the sight of it.

"Oh, you remembered," she said in awe. "Thank you so much, Alastor."

"There's no need to thank me," Alastor waved off. "I knew you would like them."

"Oh, where are my manners," Y/N said, stepping aside. "Please, come in while I find a vase for these flowers."

"Thank you, dear,"

Alastor stepped inside, admiring the her house while Y/N looked for a vase.

Looking around, Alastor's eyes landed on Honey, who was staring at him, growling.

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