"Hehehe, Ello (F/N)!" I resisted the overwhelming urge to dropkick the bastard behind me and continued to arrange the roses on the grave.
My job was simply to clean and spruce up the tombstones in the yard. Simple enough for a normal person but for me, well life just hates me.
The loon behind me is one of the finest undertakers in all of England. All because he does his job perfectly and free of charge. He's my.... employer, if you will.
"Is Little Miss (L/N) still upset. Pfft, how funny!" He chuckled that dark laugh that would scare most but if you were me you'd be the shade of a tomato. I whipped my head around and glared sharply.
"What's so funny, asshat?" I spat venomous. His laughter died down but a smirk was permanently laced on his figures. The same smirk that remained when he said he'd let me see his eyes.
"Is it really so important that it leaves you this angry?" He chuckled again.
"YOU LOCKED ME IN A COFFIN FOR A DAY AND NOW YOU WON'T EVEN LET ME SEE"
"You wouldn't let me in with you."
"FIRST OF ALL, THATS INDECENT. SECOND OF ALL, WHO WOULD LET US OUT?" He laughed briefly.
"As long as I'm with you."
"AND ANOTHER THING-! W-Wait, w-what?!" I stuttered, choking on my words. I could feel my cheeks turn bright red. Before I could mutter anything else he hushed me with his lips upon mine.
I was in a shock even as he pulled away, looking satisfied with his work. My heart was beating so fast and i was so fluster I averted my gaze to the ground and gripped the long forgotten roses in my hand tighter.
"U-Underta-?"
"Adrian." He cut me off. I glanced at him to see his hair shifted to the side out of his face and had his beautiful emerald gems glanced at my (E/C) stones. I was completely mesmerized. "Adrian Crevan."
".... Oh my god."
"I wouldn't say I'm a god but technically-"
"YOU GOT SEXIER!"
[Insert Bruh Face Here.]
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FanfictionTitle speaks for itself. I own nothing. This is unisex and I will accept request and I will eventually write lemons.
