You sunk yourself into the water, you immediately felt relief flood through your body. Just letting everything from your past flow by yourself, you felt as if you could just sleep in there. You heard a knock on the door.
"Now's not the time to relax!" You heard the man snap. "Get cleaned, get dressed, and dry off your hair! Then brush it, I'll have someone to come and put it up!"
You really wanted to spend more time relaxing. With a groan, you started to clean yourself up.
No later than a half an hour, you were already having your hair put up.
"Who's all at the mansion, anyway?" You asked the lady.
"Well, ma'am," The lady began. Her voice was familiar. "There's Ciel Phantomhive, then his famous butler. They have three maids, May-Ren, Finnian, and Boldroy."
The name Finnian caught your attention, as you thought the name was kind of sweet.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳 𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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