Are You Mister Graves? {Percival Graves x Reader}

Chapter 19

November 10, 1926

     Percival sat at the round table in the kitchen, reading The New York Ghosts as he sipped his coffee. (Y/n) placed a plate with his breakfast down in front of him. He looks up from the article and gave her a small smile, "Thank you, doll." She smiles back at her fiancé as she pecked his cheek lovingly and sat next to him and began eating her breakfast. They got engaged a few months ago which was pretty cute and romantic when he proposed. He lit candles around the living room with dimmed lights. He started the fireplace and made her dinner. They were cuddling on the couch as he had her arms around her. He proposed to her in a rather stern way but also a bit nervously.

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     "Hey, doll?" He said softly. 

     "Yes, Percy?" She hummed as she looked up at him with a smile. He cleared his throat as he pulled her closer to himself.

     "Well, we've been together for a couple of years... And I was wondering if um..." He blushed very lightly as he looked to the side, "If you would..."

     "What is it, Percy?" She asks softly as she sat up a bit to look at him. He sighed as he overcame his nervousness.

     "Will you have the honors to be my wife...?" He asked quietly as he looked at her. (Y/n)'s eyes widen as she processed the question before tearing up with a wide smile.

     "Yes!" She squealed as she glomped him in a hug, "Yes, I will marry you, Percival!" She says happily. He to feels overwhelmed with happiness as he cupped her face in his hands and pulled her in a kiss.

     "Thank you..." He murmured against her lips. She hummed in response and they continued to kiss.

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     It was a very happy experience and now they were engaged. Percival finishes reading the article and flips the pages to the very beginning of the headlines. He has a habit in which he saves the bigger and much more important headlines for last. As he ate and read the newspaper at the same time, he stops mid chew and placed the fork down. He then started to look very interested in what he was reading as he swallowed his food. (Y/n) looks at him in confusion.

     "Something happen recently?" She asks. Percival looks at her and nods as he placed the papers down and slid it over to her to read. The headlines read in big, capitalised, and bold lettering, GRINDELWALD STRIKES AGAIN IN EUROPE.  A black and white moving picture underneath detailed a building which the windows are then shattered simultaneously as flames burst out the windows, screams are heard. "This is terrible." She says quietly, eating a strip of bacon as she read the details.

     "Tell me about it," Percival says, "With this many attacks Grindelwald has made, the Ministry of Magic in Europe will possibly be asking for world wide help, even from MACUSA especially."

     "We'll help them, right?" (Y/n) asks as she looked up at him. He gives her a reassuring smile and nod as he stands with an empty plate in his hand, the other was placed on top of her head.

     "Of course we are." Percival bends down and kisses the top of her head before pulling away, "Now, let's hurry up and get to MACUSA before we're late." He goes over to the sink and begins washing the dishes. (Y/n) smiles softly and stands, taking her empty plate and placing it in the sink. She then hugs him from behind and placed her cheek against his back as he washed the dishes.

     "You made sure that you took out the trash last night?" She asks, "Because today's trash day." Percival chuckles as he finishes and dried his hands with a towel, turning around to wrap his arms around her.