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zog-ma · 9 months

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Knot

Will Poulter x fem!reader

I usually describe the reader as a midsize woman. no age, no skin color. I hope you like it.

synopsis: Will was invited to a business party, the theme was history fashion, and you were also invited to animate as a historical re-enactor.

You arrive early with your car full of dresses, accessories, and all your stuff for dressing up. Your group of the historical rat was contacted for animated an event in London, You usually arrive first because your dress takes a long time to take on and take off, without talking about the hairdressing.

The assistant picks you up in the parking lot, you grab some storage things and follow the guy into a small hall at the bottom of the basement. The staff helps you transform the small room into a dressing room and install the small wardrobe, your friends come with their costumes a little later.

Usually, you have difficulty dressing yourself in your 19th century corset and your hoop skirt, you struggle to close the corset until one of your colleagues comes to help you and closes it with a very small bow. tight. You don't know how you're going to take it off at the end of the day. dress on, hair done and makeup done, and it's show time!

The ballroom is full of people and decorated in brown and beige tones. A few copper-colored balloons and party favors are scattered around the room, your job is to wander around the room and act like a sweet lady from another time.

After an hour and a break, you came back into the ballroom, smiling at everyone, your eyes meeting piercing blue ones. Here you see a lot of nice and pretty people, but this man was really handsome and tall. "How can a man be so tall?"

Wherever you were you had a very nice view of him, you can't stop looking at this guy. Was he in a group, friends or colleagues? handsomely dressed in an expensive suit, his blonde hair combed back. After a conversation, your eyes search for him but find neither his tall figure nor his group.

"Good morning, how are you doing?"

you turned around and there he was, smiling. you stay in character

“Hello sir, I hope you find a pleasant company this evening” a small smirk on his lips,

“Oh my God,” you think.

"That's a very nice dress you're wearing, not conventional but it suits you well. My name's Will by the way"

After a moment, which was too short for your taste, he went back to another group. Will was nice and a little too friendly for someone who just spoke to a member of staff.

But you couldn't stop the little butterflies from flying in your stomach. Is it real, did he really flirt with you like you think or is it just this stupid crush.

love at first sight?

You prefer to believe in small, kind conversations with a guest, it is better than believing in love with a stranger. you continue your service at night. knowing that you won't see Will again afterward, it was just a crush.

You were in the cheap locker room, your colleagues were out, and you were being allowed to undress in complete privacy. With just your jeans and corset on, you try to open the back of the corset but your knot is too tight. At the same time, the door opens suddenly, too quickly for you to cover yourself or stop the intruder.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry"

This voice.

Will.

“no, you can stay” you said, before he left.

Your mouth had spoken before your brain even understood what was happening. he turns towards you and closes the door, you feel the blush on your cheeks, you were intimidated by Will, and you thought you would never see him again

“I just wanted to ask if you want to come and have coffee with me?”

it was very sudden and unexpected.

“yes I would love to, on one condition: can you help me undo the knot in my corset?”

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#will poulter #will poulter x reader #fem reader #imagine

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x3kristax3 · 1 year

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Selfish in Love

⚠️warning: emotional damange... you will probably hate me then love me.

She always wanted to get married, wanted it to be perfect. Today it was just that, everything she had planned since she was a little girl. Her grandfather is preaching the service which is just a small one to save her daddy some money.

He walks to where all the bridal party is and knocks on the door. Her mom opens it with the biggest smile. Since he entered MC life her family took him in like he was one of them. When he saw her wearing the wedding gown his heart broke. She still had her back to him as she was talking to Jessy.

When Jessy saw him she hinted for MC to turn around. As she did her flowy dress twirled with her and she saw him standing there in a black suit. He walked up to her with a smile on her face but he saw the nerves. The nerves no one else wanted to mention.

"Everyone besides Jake out please" she states and everyone else leaves us alone.

He grabs her hand and feels her nerves, she shouldn't be this nervous on her wedding day. She is though because she's not marrying the man she wants. They had fallen in love and he pushed her away because of being a wanted hacker. She sought love from someone else but always her heart belonged to him. However she knew when she sent those invitations that it was too late to go back and undo the damage done.

He grabs the flash from his jacket pocket and hands it to her. She takes a sip of the whiskey and hands him the flask. It calms her nerves slightly and she watches him take a gulp. He doesn't put away knowing she's going to want more so she grabs it taking another drink.

They had yet to exchange words but with how well they knew each other words weren't needed at this moment. She fights back the tears as she looks into his blue eyes and she turns around facing away from him to stop herself from saying what she wants to say.

"MC, just say it please." Jake states putting his hand on her back.

"I can't, I'm marrying Alan, Jake." She puts the flask down, not looking at him.

"I understand," his voice is low as he grabs the flask and walks away from her.

She hears the door close shut and no one else is in there with her. She clenches her fist as the memories with him flood her brain. She hears the door open and she turns around. She sees her gorgeous red haired maid of honor and the look on her face.

"MC, you don't have to do this," her voice is tender as she holds both sets of flowers. She knows her best friend all too well. She knows those feelings for Jake never went away even though she swears they did.

"Lets go," MC states as she takes a deep breath and grabs the flowers. She walks out the door and sees her father there he has tears in his eyes which doesn't help her tear's thinking about everything. He hands her a handkerchief to wipe them away and she does just that.

The wedding is simple in the country with magnolia's. As the music starts Alan turns around and she sees that smile of his. She should be feeling the same but those nerves have returned. She walks with her father to Alan and he gives her to him. Her grandfather says the vows and she hears Alan say I do. She says her vows but when it comes time to say I do in her heart she cant. She looks over the crowd and sees Jake and looks back at Alan. She sees the heartbreak she's causing him by standing by her but not saying those words.

"I'm sorry" she whispers and runs down the aisle.

Alan stands there watching her run away as he stands there unsure what just happened. He looks over the crowd and sees Jake follow her. Alan wants to stop him but he can't. He knew MC's heart didn't belong to him and they tried to act like it did.

Jake goes running after her. He lost sight of her a few times but finally found her standing there. He knows she's crying without even seeing her but with her back to him she looks stunning with the wind and the water.

"MC,'' Jake calmly calls for her.

She doesn't answer she's lost in thought trying to figure out where she went wrong. Why she let it get to this point before she broke it off. She doesn't hear anyone until she feels a hand on her back and she gets spooked. She turns her head and sees those blue eyes and black hair looking at her. Even in her heels he still stands taller than her.

He grabs her face and wipes the tears away but they don't stop. He pulls her into his chest, rubbing her back.

"What happened?" Jake asks in a soft tone lifting her head up as he looks into her hazel eyes.

"I can't marry the man who doesn't hold my heart," she manages to get out between the tears. She puts her hands on his wrist and holds on tight. Afraid if she lets go he will disappear again.

Without saying anything he leans in towards her and she leans in their lips lock. They both realize at this moment that they should have been the ones standing at the altar today in a small wedding. Their hearts are connected together and have been since that first text. Nothing and no one in this world or any other will ever change that they are soulmates.

She pulls away, looking into his eyes full of love at this moment. "Jake, I need you to say it," her words break her heart as she's unsure if he will.

"MC, please don't marry him. I love you. I shouldn't have let you go all those years ago." His voice is soft but strong. He means every single one of those works. He can't take the thought of losing her.

Her hands grab his "I love you too, Jake. I shouldn't have walked away. I should have fought to keep you" she whispers inches from his mouth.

As those words come out of her mouth he crashes his lips back into hers, this time passionate and demanding. Her arms wrap around his neck and he picks her up, holding her tight.

No words are needed, they know what needs to be done but right now they need to be selfish in love.

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