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Cooking up some random stories about my fictional wives and the reader :3
This is a one-shot book that is mainly manifested out of my daydreams or songs that i list...
my favorite boys in the entirety of twisted wonderland 😍😍😍also as much as i love them both, im biased towards ace :3
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Knock knock knock!
I looked up from the cover of the book I was staring at, setting it back on the pile of stories I have yet to organize. From the couch, I could hear Grim let out an annoyed groan. "Fah. Go check who's at the door, henchman! I'm not in the mood." he called.
I rolled my eyes, trying to tidy up what was on the table before striding over to the door. "Mood for what, Grim? I'm sure it's just Ace and Deuce." I said. Grim slouched further into the couch, crossing his arms while he grumbled.
Just as I suspected, both of the Heartslabyul boys stood at the doorway when the door swung open. Both of them greeted me with a smile, although Ace seemed to be hiding some sort of box behind his back. I tilted my head, reciprocating their grins with my own.
"Hey, guys! You need anything, or are you here to hang?" I asked, stepping aside as Ace came closer and walked through, Deuce following close behind. "Yeah, we were nearby, and we were wondering what you were up to!" the ginger replied.
"Aww, you guys were thinking of me? That's a first." The raven haired boy nodded, a light red tinting his cheeks. "I-I mean, it's not the first time-" he started, but rubbed the back of his neck when I raised a brow at him. "Okay, maybe it's not that often that we show it, but it's definitely not the first!"
I shut the door, walking back over to the couch. Ace walked over to the table littered with books, setting the box down on its wood. Now being able to look at it, it was a black box with a white ribbon wrapped around it. I squinted to try and get a better look at it, but Ace was leaning on the table and covering it with his body.
"What's the box for?" I asked, nodding to it as I sat beside the cat. Grim's grumpy mood vanished almost instantly, as a smile appeared on his features. "Is it a gift? For me?! Aww, you big lugs- you shouldn't have!" he cried, jumping off the couch and happily walking over to the table.
Both of the boys looked nervous, Deuce quickly walking to the other's side and standing with their arms pressed together in an effort to hide the box. "It's not for you, furball! It's for [Y/N]- Ah! I mean, uh-" Ace hurried to say, but was elbowed by Deuce.
My face brightened up slightly, a small smile creeping onto my face as I stood up and folded my hands behind my back. "For... Me? That's... That's awfully suspicious. It's nice, but it's suspicious." I said, furrowing my brows as I smirked. "You guys are buttering me up cuz you need something, aren't cha?"
Deuce waved his hands around, a little panicked. "Nonono, i-it's not like that at all! I mean, we're not buttering you up, figuratively and literally- I MEAN-" he rambled, but turned beet red. Ace cleared his throat, clamping a hand over Deuce's mouth.
