Will had a guest, which isn't very rare for him, as he is the sexiest man in England right now. He's good with his words and that's attractive to you. More than just his good looks.
A man had knocked at the door stating he had a meeting with the Bard himself. He detailed to you that he was half blind so you helped guide him to Will's workspace.
As you happened to approach the door, you hear what sounds like the rambling of a mad man.
"Oh where is it, what is it, what is it, where is it!
Blah-blah-blah, ha ha, ah-ha -UGHHHHHHHH!"
You open the door and hesitantly interrupt his spluttering.
"Sir.."
Not to much avail. But you clear your throat and try again a little louder as he carries on.
"Sir!"
Will looks up from his desk as a little piece of his hair flops in front of his face. "Helloooo-" he trails off awkwardly.
"You have a guest Sir.." you lightly bow your head and turn to retreat.
"Ah yes yes thank you Y/N" He shoots a wink in your direction.
Oooh he makes your blood boil with his careless ways, he knows how he makes people swoon. All you want to do is run your fingers through his hair and kiss him. But you fight against your instincts.
A leatherboy steps in front of you to approach Will, breaking you out of your thoughts. You hadn't even realised that you were staring, caught in his gaze. You turn a bright read and hide your face with your h/c hair.
"You asked for information on what Nicholas Bottom is writing.
Our spy is here with the news."
He whispers over to Will.
You watched his face light up then shift to a display of unease with a furrow of the brow.
"Did he see me losing it?"
Will whispers a little too audibly.
You giggle as you chime into the conversation.
"He's half blind, Sir.."
His eyes land back on you as he straightens his back and smirks.
"Oh, good. Then he only saw half of it."
The room echoes with laugher, you can't help but giggle at his silly grin.
He notices you and his laugh turns into a sly smile as he shoots you another wink.
You smile and nod curtly as you leave the room and quietly close the door behind you.
You reach your hands up and touch your face to feel your cheeks burning.
How embarrassing, you hope he couldn't see how red he makes you.
You go back to finish up your work tidying then as a break you take out a small journal. You'd been given it for your birthday by your parents. You can't write very well but you spend the time creating and studying the things around you. You sit yourself down on the floor and begin scribbling away.
You'd been lost in your own little world and hadn't noticed that the door had creaked open.
"Mmmm well what have we here?"
You look up from your writing and in a frantic action hide it behind your back. You gasp as you see Will towering over you with his eyebrow cocked and a smirk plastered on his face.
"A little wordsmith I see?"
You sheepishly smile and hoarsely reply "I've been observing the best"
He chuckles and offers you his hand.
"How about you observe a little closer"
He helps you up and leads you to his desk. Pulling up a stool so you can join him.
"Now, where should we begin my little Wordsmith?"
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A/N
Heya so I can clearly tell that you guys love Christian Borle so damn right I'll be writing a whole bunch more [you're welcome ;) ]
But also seriously guys if you have any requests I'd love to hear from you
My lack of posting is really because I don't have too many ideas
