The Boy DownStairs •SetoSorcerer FF• #Sketo

Chapter 27

Word Count: 3522
Date: 11/8/15

The picture doesn't really work with what they did, but oh well

I GOT AN IDEA ON WHO SETO WOULD LOOK LIKE IN MY OPINION. THANKS TO SUPERNATURAL. If you want to see who I think he would look like, let me know and I'll post a pic.

~Skylar's POV~

My alarm clock was what woke me up the next morning...

At 6:15 AM. That shouldn't be legal.

I rolled over to turn it off and didn't feel my normal pillow of warmth. I squinted at the light coming through the blinds and groaned.

The time change was a nightmare.

Seto wasn't next to me, which was odd. I got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom, startling myself with my own reflection.

"Yay for shitty hair." I mumbled to myself before heading into my closet to get clothes.

Seto had started packing his clothes up last night, and apparently he started mine when he got done with his.

I tried to recall what was going to go on in work today, nothing major I didn't think. It was just target anyways.

It's only a side job until I can get my teaching job at the school.

Seto had set out my work outfit, because I complain every morning about not knowing where I put it the night before. I grabbed my red target shirt, clean kakis, (Uh, kakis?) and of course, my employee name tag. Wherever the hell it could be.

"Ugh, I lost my old man shoes!" I grumbled as I left the closet, almost tripping over something.

Seto's pants to be exact. "Seriously." I threw them back into the closet, before stepping in front of the mirror.

I hate that the night after I take a shower, my hair likes to become an Afro. It's that point of your life that everything is just great. *cue the sarcasm*

I combed through it and then straightened it. By that time I was getting more confused as to where Seto was. I hadn't gotten a text from him all morning.

I put my hair up in a really lose ponytail, just so I didn't get it in my breakfast.

Seto wasn't downstairs, like I didn't expect him to be. But instead of seeing him, there was a little gift bag on the counter.

I saw a little note next to it, and I smiled.

'Got called out, sorry I can't be there to wake you up or drive you to work.   =\ I got you something tho, see you after work! Love you munchkin. <3 '

I grinned as I opened the bag, a little bouquet of flowers and a little box from an unknown bakery.

I pulled the flowers and box out, seeing a little message written in frosting.

"I'm so glad to call you my fiancée. Oh crap, I ran out of room on thi-" I giggled and put the giant sugar cookie back in the box, before pulling out my phone.