I was half asleep in Ramin's dressing room when I suddenly heard the door open, and I groggily lifted my head up to see who it was.
The man himself entered with a wrapped box in his hands and a bright smile.
"Hello, Ave," Ramin said cheerfully.
"Hi," I said back while giving a small wave.
He closed the door behind him and held out the box.
"I got something for you."
I sighed as he sat down beside me and set it on my lap.
"Ramin, why are you always giving me gifts? I don't need all these things."
Ramin smiled in an unfazed manner and kissed the side of my head.
"Well, you are my wife," he chuckled. "A husband should always shower his wife with nice things. Now, open it up."
His clear excitement made me loosen up, and I did as he said.
I tore the colorful wrapping paper off and cut the tape across, ripping it open with force.
Laying inside was a stuffed doll that strangely resembled...the Phantom.
I glanced over at Ramin slowly with a raised eyebrow.
He had a sly smirk on his face that answered my question immediately.
"Cute," I smirked. "Is this for me to cuddle with during the night when you're not around?"
"Yep," he nodded. "I'd figured you'd like it."
I couldn't help but chuckle at his playful expression.
"You are such a dork," I said with an eye roll.
He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pressed a kiss on my forehead.
"But I'm a lovable dork," he grinned.
"Yeah, sure," I muttered.
Ramin laughed at my remark and pulled me close to him, resting his chin on my head with a smile.
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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...
