Violet Evergarden: Love? Violet Evergarden x Reader

Continental Dinner

Hello everyone it's time for a new chapter. Last chapter, you arrived home 3 months after the war ended. You reunited with your family and also a special person from the war. Now it's time for dinner.

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POV: You

Part 1.

As me, Violet, Liz, and my mom walked to my house, All Liz did was talk about how me and Violet should be together. Me and Violet didn't respond to Liz. Violet's cheeks were slightly pink as Liz talked and I could tell that she didn't understand why she felt heat in her cheeks.

"-my brother is strong, hardworking, smart and everything else you would need in a great boyfriend"  Liz  continued on explaining.

"I've seen it first hand during the war. He is very capable of handling him self" Violet states.

"Look at these arms" Liz says then grabs my arm "these things are pure muscle"

"You can't tell what my arms look like under my uniform. Plus I've changed in the past five years" I tell Liz.

"How so?" Liz asks.

"That's classified" I tell her.

"I-I've shouldn't of asked" Liz says

We then reached home, which was located near the edge of Leiden where the houses became more and more spread out, meaning our backyard was a forest of sorts. Mom opened the door and the home looked almost exactly what it looked when I left five years ago. The house smelled exactly the same, giving me nestalgia.

"Ahh it's good to be home" I say.

"We're happy your home to sweetie" Mom says.

"Thanks" I reply.

"How about you show Violet your room as me and your sister make dinner" My mom says to me.

"Okay then..." I reply then looked at Violet "Follow me Violet"

I start walking up the stairs that where by the front door, Violet followed me.

"My mom and Liz are totally trying to get me to get together with Violet, it's as if this was planned"

Once we got to the top of the stairs we took a left and went down the hallway/balcony. On the left was my room and on the right was a wooden rail that made the kitchen and living room visible with a open space concept. If I went right it would lead to a regular hallway with  Liz's room on the left before the bathroom and my mom's room on the right.

I opened the door to my room and everything looked like it was exactly how I left it. I could tell that either my mom or Liz kept my room clean due to there being no dust anywhere. My bed was to the right and centered against the right wall under a window, it had a sturdy wooden frame made from oak, and next to my bed was a night stand. In front of my bed was a wooden trunk made of walnut. In front of us on the back wall aligned with the door was another window. Under that window was a small bookcase with books inside. To the right of the book case there were shelves on the wall. To the left on the left wall aligned with my bed was a large wooden desk with 3 drawers on each side which was paired with a matching wooden chair which were both made of cheery wood. On top of the desk was a type writer that my father bought for me when I was young. It was fancy but not too fancy. On the left side of the type writer was a stack of clean sheets of paper with a block was hollowed out that held pencils, pens, and other writing utilities. On the right of the type writer was a box with shelves and slots that held and organized different papers. To the right of the desk was a door that lead into the closet, the floor of the closet was the ceiling above the front door.  Lastly, on the wall which the door was to enter the room, on the right near the bed, was the door to my own personal full bathroom which had a shower and tub. It was basically the second master bedroom of the house.