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Ronald Knox x Reader || Ball of Love || Request

Requested by @fluffystar89
Hope this is what you wanted! :)
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Info:
-he is 5'9
-you are your own height
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Author-Sama's POV
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It's the night of the ball, of which you were invited by the man himself, Ronald Knox.

Now, this isn't any regular ball, no.

This is a masquerade ball, where at midnight, all shall remove their masks and reveal their true identities to the other guests, all at once.

Needless to say, you're excited. Beyond excited, even.

You see, Ronald has been your crush for quite some time now. It's safe to say a few months after you had met him you've liked him as more than friends.

You wish that he knew how you feel about him, and that maybe, just maybe, he would feel the same about you.

He is a grim reaper, but you couldn't care less.

You love him all the same.

There are many things about Ronald that you adore, but here are just a few of them: He is carefree, rather even-tempered, and a hard worker when needed.

One thing you dislike about Ronald is that he comes across as a ladies' man, and yet, you still love that side of him. Just when he's not trying to swoon other women, which doesn't happen very often, but enough for you to notice.

Maybe because he's trying to make you jealous? Who knows? Only he does.

Anyway, you decide to wear your finest dress. It's (long/short), FC, and is stunningly beautiful. For those last two words, Ronald would use them to describe you, but don't tell him I said that. ;)

( If you're wearing jewelry, go here! ) You throw on a necklace and bracelet that matches your dress, and of course you have to wear the ring that's a family heirloom. Quite like Mr. Phantomhive's, actually.

( If you're not wearing any jewelry, go here! ) You only put on your family's heirloom. The ring. It means a lot to you, more than you're willing to admit.

Your maid, Valery, helps you with your HL hair, brushing it out and styling it (if you can). You only really trust her with this, as she may very well be the best stylist and hairdresser in all of England. At least in your opinion.

Smiling graciously up at Valery, you stand and give her a gentle hug, thanking her for her help.

I'll leave you off there, M'Lady. Have fun.~ (Or My Lord, if you're a male reading this.)

Your POV

Valery and I break the hug, and she smiles at me.

"You're welcome, my lady. The ball should start soon. Should I call Shane to ready the carriage?" Valery inquires, and I nod at her.

"Yes, please, thank you," I reply, smiling once again.

Nodding, she turns and makes her way to the door, curtsying, but stopping in the doorway. She faces me again with a knowing smirk, teasing, "I bet Ronald's going to be all over you tonight, my lady."

Then she leaves, my face burning ferociously from her comment.

Valery knows how much I love Ronald, so she takes any chance she can get to tease me about it.

Turning away, I walk to my mirror and pick up my mask, fiddling with it in my hands.

I gaze at myself, wondering if he really will like how I look when I arrive. I can see the redness on my cheeks fading a bit, only to flare up again as I continue to think about him.