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𝗖𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗧𝗲𝗮
╔══════╗ 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘: GRAAAH FOR AMERICA ╚══════╝ Riddle POV
I wanted to make sure everything was perfect in my eyes and for Y/n. I even took special measures to make Y/n proud.
White and red roses surrounded the area with magical fairy lights around. A nice white clothed table was in the middle of it all and silk red chairs to match with the flowers.
I admired my effort and even the tea laid in front of me.
"Riddle..." Y/n cooed was walking from the arch.
3rd Person
"Y/n." Riddle waved at the girl's presence as she took her seat.
"Impressive work here." Y/n smiled as she looked around the decorated place. "Thank you." Riddle nodded as he was tensely staring at Y/n.
"You did this yourself? For me?" Y/n smirked as she fanned herself. Riddle nodded, slightly flustered to admit.
"You are such a sweet heart." Y/n teased as her free hand motioned to grab his hand. Riddle hesitated as he lent his hand.
Y/n left her fan on the table as she took both hands to make two roses. Both in an icey texture, one was a dark bloody red and other being a pearly white.
"Woah.." Riddle admired as he brought the flowers to him. "My thanks for your hard work." Y/n giggled as she took her seat.
Riddle placed the roses aside and calmly averted his eyes to the teapots. "I prepared multiple flavors of teas incase you didn't like one choice." Riddle motioned his hands towards the amount of choices.
"I'll take this one." Y/n pulled out the tea packet as Riddle offered to start it up.
"I'm glad we're spending time together." Y/n confessed as Riddle brought his hands to his lap.
"Same here." Riddle calmly replied. Y/n then poked the desert tray. "Want one?" Riddle glanced at the tray and back at Y/n.
She nodded and took a desert off anyways. Y/n believed that Riddle took Y/n's advice to heart and smiled at the fact.
"Is the tea ready?" Y/n poked the hot kettle as Riddle panicked. "Y/n!" He yelled as he reached for the girl's hand to slap it away from the heated object.
Y/n's finger burned up yet Riddle took her finger away. "Oh gosh! Your finger." Riddle pulled Y/n closer.
"Are you okay?!" Riddle panicked as he quickly a first aid kit from beside him. "Of course, Riddle." Y/n smiled at his reaction.
