Undertaker x Reader

"Uh hello?" I ask opening the door to the "shop" and walk in. I look around at the dark place filled with coffins. Ooooh I wonder if there is dead people in here...that would be cool. I shut the door behind me and walk further in. "Hello anyone in here?" I ask again stopping in front of a coffin leaning against the wall. "Looks like no one is in here." I whisper turning around to leave. Before I can take a step forward, I hear a creak and a male's voice say "Guess again deary heeheehee." I gasp and quickly turn around to see a man with long silverish hair with a scar going under his bangs that hide his eyes peeking of from the coffin. He smiles at me and comes completely out revealing his whole body which is covered in a long black and grey cloak thing. "You scared me for a second there." I say relaxing and walking past him to a table that has some very interesting stuff on it. I pick up a skull, examine it closely then set it carefully back down again. I then turn around to face the man but I see that he has gotten closer to me. Like in my face closer. "What have you come here for today boy coffins or information? heeheehee." He says still too close to me. "First of all i'm not a boy and second you are too close." I say extending my index finger, pressing it up against his chest and pushing him back, causing him to back off a little. After I am satisfied with the space between us I reach up with my right hand and grab at my hat, pulling it off my head causing my (h/c) hair to cascade in perfect curls going past my shoulders down to the middle of my back. "Well isnt this a shock? heeheehee." The weird man says, yet again adding a chuckle at the end. I scout out a chair and sit down in it and look over at the man. "Well then why are you dressed in men clothing?" He asks after a few minutes of silence. I look down at my plain black button down shirt and black capris with knee high gray socks and black shoes with silver buckles. I didn't want to wear this clothing but I had to if I wanted to get away quickly. I smile sadly down at my lap as I clench onto my black newsletter boy hat. "I just need a place to stay for a while...I don't have enough money for a hotel, not even for a night." I explain trying to get by, by not answering his question. I look up at him and smile a closed mouth smile hoping it doesn't look forced. "May I stay here for a week or so I'll give you the rest of my money and I will even work around the place and like...clean...majorly." I say as I raise my now dust covered hand off the table that has my hand imprint on it. Major major cleaning. I sigh and look back up at the mysterious man and smile once again at him. He seems pretty cool. I mean he is an undertaker and has cool stuff not to mention awesome clothing. I like him already. "Weeell..." He starts out drawing out his e. Oh god that means no! "Pleeease?" I ask giving him the best puppy dog eyes I can muster. ".......Sure but I don't need money just tell me a really funny joke... Oh and you can still clean around...heeheehee." He says smiling. What color are his eyes? I want to so move his bang but oh well i'm just so happy! "Thank you thank you thank you!" I squeal and jump up from the seat and reaching my arms around him giving him a hug. After a (sadly) one sided embrace I let go of him and put a serious look on my face and salute him. "I will get started right away mister...Uhhhh what is your name?" I ask with a curious look. "Just call me Undertaker." he simply says with that ever present smile etched on his face. I love his smile it never goes away...well not in the 10 minutes I have known him. I wonder how he does it. "Undertaker? That's a very inventive name...kind of...oh i'm (y/n) bye the way." I tell him smiling at him. All I get in response is a chuckle before he turns around and gets in a coffin closing it behind him. "Well then I guess I'll get started then." I say to the empty room spinning around in a circle trying to find a broom. I finally locate it in a dark corner of the room. I grab it and get to work.