When Worlds Collide | Mad Hatter OUAT x Reader |

Chapter 9 ✂ The Broken Heart

"Is there a village nearby your house?" You asked, clumsily staggering behind the family of two.

"Oh yes! It's a lovely little town. Everyone seems to know everyone around there." Grace replied beaming your way.

"You better watch out though. The queen's men will catch you." Jefferson taunted, earning a giggle from Grace and a shaken stare from you.

"I'm just teasing." Jefferson grinned nudging at your shoulder. You fretfully chuckled beneath your breath and looked straight ahead. You stopped dead in your tracks with your eyes filled with marvel. It was a gorgeous house that captured your attention from where you stood.

"Whose house is that?" You said hesitantly walking forward.

"It's ours. Do you like it?" Jefferson asked standing by the doorstep with an arm around Grace's shoulder.

"I... I love it." You said enthusiastically taking your a step inside.

There house was no bigger or smaller than yours but since you had delicate antiques in your house, it seemed you were richer one. However, it didn't bother you. This place was more like home. It sent of that warm, fuzzy vibe that made you feel like this was where you truly belonged.

"Sorry if it's a mess. We weren't expecting company over today." Jefferson said, gently tugging your scarf off you.

"Messy? You're insane! This place is amazing."

Jefferson locked eyes with you in amusement and nodded with genuine smile. "Thank you."

"So what's for dinner? Mind if I help?"

"Do you even know how to cook?"

"... um is it wrong is I said... no?"

The father and daughter laughed lightly. "It's fine, just look around the house and I'll prepare the food. Grace love? Let me know if you need anything."

"Alright Papa." Grace beamed.

Jefferson excused himself a while after you'd settled beside the windowsill to cook for the family. The view was different from here. All you could see was the darkness lingering in the woods. At your house, you saw the mountain peak casting shadows from the beautiful white pearly moon. It was so beautiful and ever since you'd met Grace, it reminded you of her. Sometimes even Jefferson.

'Jefferson...' You thought deeply in your mind, slightly sighing.

That caused heat to rise upon your cheeks. Blushing was a rascal to you, no matter how pale or tan your complexion was it was inevitable to lose the shade- especially when you thought of him. "Papa said he'll be done soon." Hearing the sound of the little girl's voice you shot your head in the other direction hiding your face from her.

"U-Uh that's good..." You mumbled awkwardly feeling the heat from your cheeks slowly fade. "Do you know how to cook?"

"Oh yes! It's one of my favorite hobbies other than mushroom hunting." Grace cooed.

"Do you do anything else?"

"Umm... I sometimes draw. Only when I'm alone though,"

"Oh,"

There was a long dreadful silence between you two but you continued to look out of the dark window. You noticed Grace smiling softly at you from the corner of your eyes with made a inquisitive grin creep upon your lips.

"What is it?"

"Nothing..." She giggled glancing back out the window. You weren't quite sure it was nothing but you didn't bother asking.