I stared out the window of our apartment and watched the world go by, the clouds providing a calming atmosphere for me.
The sky was as blue as could be, and the trees were blowing slightly in the gentle wind.
Suddenly, a strong arm slid around my waist, and I smirked in response.
"You've gotten way too good at sneaking up on me."
"Who said I was sneaking up on you?" Ramin asked, his tone innocent. "I was merely hugging you from behind."
"Without making a sound," I chuckled. "I love you as the Phantom, but you don't need to act like him all day."
"Well, that's no fun," he pouted.
I patted his arm and leaned against his chest.
"Don't worry. I'll let you do it every other day."
"That's acceptable," Ramin nodded, placing a kiss on my cheek. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
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Ramin Karimloo imagines and one-shots
FanfictionBest 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...
