[ Black Butler One Shots ]

Charles Grey x Reader || Request || EDITED

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This was requested by fluffystar89
Thanks for the amazing request!
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Info:
-Charles Grey is 24 years old
-this will be a long chapter
-the majority of the plot is from fluffystar89
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Your POV
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Charles and I have been together for quite some time now. Going on strong! Haha!

He really is the love of my life.

Oh lord, what should I wear?

Oh, are you confused? Well, I'm going to be visiting Charles at his fencing practice with Phipps! It's taking place at Queen Victoria's castle.

I'm so excited! I've never seen him practice before!

I finally decide on (outfit of choice). It's perfect!

I hurry outside and get in my carriage, heading straight for the Queen's castle.

I arrive in mere minutes, hopping out of the carriage and strolling up to the guards.

They smile at me and one of them questions, "Let me guess, you're here to see Mr. Grey, I presume?"

I giggle and nod, "Yes, I am."

The guards chuckle along with me and let me inside.

As soon as I walk in and find the place where the match is being held, they are just about to start.

Queen Victoria notices me and smiles, then announces to the men, "En Garde, allez!"

I stand nearby the Queen as we watch them fight. My eyes are wide, stunned at how talented Grey is at sword fighting. How much has he even practiced to get this good?

Soon enough, Grey wins the match, sweat trickling down his face as he removes his protective gear. I lose my train of thought as I stare at him, then snap out of it and clap for his victory.

Grey jumps slightly in shock, then looks at me. He smiles and I wave.

He walks over to me and wraps me up in a hug, stroking my hair while asking, "Hey, what is my cutie pie doing here?"

As I'm hugging back, I giggle and say, "I've come to see you practice! You're amazing at fencing, by the way."

Grey mumbles in my hair, "Your presence is just what I needed today."

We break the hug and his eyes flicker downwards then back up at me so quickly that I almost think I imagined it. His eyes widen a fraction and his mouth drops slightly as he does this, then returns to normal in a flash.

Charles backs up a bit to make room to bow a little as he asks, "After I get freshened up, shall I escort you on a date, m'lady?"

I smile up at him and nod, curtsying while taking his outstretched hand in my own. "You shall."

He leads me out of the room to have me wait in his assigned room as he takes a swift shower. Once he comes out he offers an arm to me.

I lock my arm with his own and he leads me off on our date.

Little did I know that Phipps and the Queen were watching us walk away, and having a miniature conversation.

"Your majesty...is Grey going to..?" Phipps trails off, and the Queen gives him a smirk and nods his way, leaving Phipps in a state of shock.

I begin to speak with Grey about him entering the olympics because of how amazing he is at the sport. He simply chuckles and listens as I talk.

"I think you'd be swell at it!" I finish, and he gives me a heartwarming smile.

"I may just have to think about it," Charles says in amusement, making brief eye contact with me as we walk.

Our hands are connected as we go, my left hand in his right. As I'm talking about my day so far (since he asked), I feel him rubbing my ring finger with his thumb gently. I stop talking for a moment to ask softly, "Why are you rubbing my finger like that?"

"No reason," he dismisses, and unknowingly to me, he tightens his grip on a ring box in his pocket with his left hand.

As we're walking around town with our hands intertwined, a man strolls out of a wedding dress shop and hurries our way.

We pause as he steps in front of us.

"Hello! My apologies, but I just saw you both and wondered if she would like to try on a wedding dress? Feel free to say no if you're not comfortable, of course," the clerk offers, and Grey gives me an encouraging smile, nodding to me to say it's okay if I want to.

"Sure," I answer hesitantly, my nerves starting up as I begin to tremble. "Th-Thanks."

"No problem! If you both would follow me, please."

So we do and the clerk walks us around the store, thinking about what dress I might look best in. Asking for my opinions as well.

When we settle on a dress, the clerk and my boyfriend usher me into a changing room.

I let out a heavy, shaky breath as I take off my clothes and pull on the dress.

What will Grey think? Will he like it? Why was he so willing to let me try on wedding dresses? And why did that whole scene with the clerk asking me if I'd like to try on a dress seem so..staged?

I fasten the dress and look at myself in the mirror, surprised to see that I love it!

It fits me perfectly and shows off all of the right curves, hiding the ones that are unwanted. The dress sparkles and sways a little when I shift, and I kind of crave that feeling to just spin in a circle and let the dress flow.

"I'm ready," I announce.

"Great! Come on out!" The clerk urges with excitement, and I do as he says.

Stepping out of the dressing room, I immediately look to Charles for his reaction.

He seems to be in a daze as he looks me up and down, causing my face to flush.

Charles smiles and stands up, walking my way and taking my left hand in his own.

"You look like an angel, cutie pie," he compliments with his face a light red, gently kissing the back of my left hand.

"Thank you," I say graciously, then giggle a little as a thought pops into my mind. "You know, this kind of feels like I'm getting married with this dress on."

"What if that actually happened?" Charles inquires, a cheeky smile growing on his face.

"What?" I ask, confused.

What if that actually happened..?

Charles pulls a stunning ring out of his pocket and slowly slides it onto my left ring finger while continuing, "What if in the future...we got married...with you adorning this dress...in a beautiful church...then settled down with a lovely house...and a family?"

When the ring hits the end of my finger, he inquires, "How does that sound to you, cutie pie?"

I stare at the ring he slid on my ring finger as tears well up in my eyes from happiness. I smile broadly and look into his enchanting silver orbs, laughing from shock and joy.

"Yes! A million times, yes!" I cry out, and he wraps me up in a big hug before kissing me on the lips passionately.

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-CastrarWolf