treehouse break in

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a/n : a fluffy imagine of viscount tewksbury because he is everybody's sugar pumpkin plum apple blueberry chocolate drizzle caramel drizzle cutie pie
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ive walked through the woods many times.  i always loved the flowers, the trees, the sun shining through the branches up above , overall everything.  a couple days ago , ive come across a treehouse built near basilwether.

i assumed that it was made by somebody that lived in the manor, but i didnt know the exact owner. 

every time i passed by it, i had the urge to climb up the ladder and explore what was inside .  i was quite a curious person , but i wouldnt let curiosity take over me and let me intrude into someone's property...or so i thought.

one day i finally took the chance to climb into the treehouse.  i lifted up the trap door and lifted myself up into the small room. 

i examined the place.  there was a hammock, some books, and lots of herbs and flowers .  i looked around in interest and awe as i picked up one of the books that was placed lazily onto the hammock. 

i was so caught up in looking at all of the items that i didnt notice someone else had climbed up the ladder .  i heard the trap door open and a loud gasp come from a boy's mouth. 

i turned around frantically and was met with the eyes of a boy my age.  he wore formal attire and was a quite attractive brunette.

" w-who are you ? what are you doing in here? " he stuttered as he examined my features.

" theres no need to panic ! i was just looking around ! " i confessed , " i will leave if you want-"

" no no that wont be necessary.  at least you arent my grandmother, " he sighed in relief and passed me to sit down on the hammock.

" youre the owner of this treehouse ? " i asked.

" yes , " he then stuck out his hand for me to shake, " im viscount tewksbury, marquess of basilwether. "

i shook his hand and introduced myself, " im
y/n l/n .  pleasure to meet you . "

" pleasure's all mine, " he smiled and patted the spot on the hammock next to him, signaling for me to sit down.  i gladly took the spot next to him .

he looked at the book in my hands and laughed, " i see youve taken great interest in the place. "

i blushed and handed the book back to him, "well i see that you enjoy flowers and herbs. "

" oh yes , " he said , " my father taught me all about them.  "

he then picked up a flower from off a table and handed it to me , " here you go .  a f/f (favorite flower) .  almost as beautiful as you. "

i rolled my eyes , trying to hide the fact that i was flustered , " youre cheesy. "

he lightly chuckled as my eyes widened and i quickly picked up my pocket watch, " oh no! i was supposed to be home 5 minutes ago ! "

i quickly stood up as tewksbury grabbed ahold of my hand before i could get away , " when will i see you again? "

" i dont know , " i said as i lifted up the trap door, " lets meet tomorrow in the afternoon. "

he smiled and nodded.  we bid goodbyes before i climbed down the ladder.

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