Father's Gift... is a girl?
(A remastered version of the original The Years With You that was sadly lost sometime after the last update on the 20th of October 2017, due to a glitch that wiped out the story by Wattpad. Note carefully that I am not th...
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Maid Ashely
"Mr. L/N, please come here!".
"Yes, Ashely?".
Maid Ashely hands you Ezra's clothing.
It's falling apart from the water it was doused in to wash it, after finding out that Ezra haven't exactly had the privilege of owning other appropriate garbs that doesn't serve her former occupation's purpose.
Some of the leather pieces was poorly kept, and the straps are either ripped or chewed.
Somehow.
Maid Ashely "I'm not sure I can fix this, Mr. L/N.".
"It's fine, Ashely. I'll go down to the market and get some suitable clothing for her. In the meantime, do you have some spare ones she could borrow?".
Maid Ashely "I'm afraid the only spare clothing I have left is the maid outfits... My clothing is out drying.".
"Is that all you really have?".
Maid Ashely "I'm afraid so, yes.".
Y/N sighs, and grabs the maid outfit from Ashely's hands. He makes his way towards Ezra's room, and knocks on the door.
"Ezra... I got something for you to wear. I know it's not exactly what you usually wear, but it's pretty much all we have until we can get to the market.".
Ezra "Okay... Come in.".
Y/N enters the room. Ezra sits on the edge of the bed, a blanket concealing her nude form.
Ezra "Is this for me?".
"Yeah, sorry.".
Ezra "It's fine, I've worn these uniforms before...".
"You did, when.... Never mind, I'll give you some privacy.".
Ezra "It's fine, Master. I am your "wife", remember?".
"I really should give you some privacy.".
Ezra "Don't leave.".
Instinctively,..
Ezra's hand firmly latches onto Y/N's hand. Refusing him from leaving.
Ezra "You do nice things for me, I wish to return the favor---".
"I appreciate where you're going with this, but I feel bad looking at you.".
Ezra "Why's that? All my handlers look at me. I'm already used to it...".
"I don't want to take advantage of your... 'kindness', so to speak. I don't want to act like your handlers before me, Ezra.".
Servant Adams "Sir, the carriage is already outside.".
"....We'll be out in a sec..".
Ezra gets up, and pulls back the blanket off of her. Y/N tilts his head away and lets out a sigh of resignation.
"I guess I'm staying, aren't I?".
Ezra nods, and moves to get herself dressed.
She struggles to tie a few strings off the top of her back and requests help. Y/N kneels down, and assists her in tying down several of the thick strings that ran across her stomach all the way through to the small of her back, and soon, joining the ones that are held against her chest. Finally, she weaves the ribbon by her choker into a bow as the final touch.
Ezra thanks him, and plants a light kiss on his cheek.
They leave the room to head downstairs, and walk outside to see the carriage, pulled up near the entrance. Y/N politely opens the door to the carriage for Ezra, to which she board into with him following suit shortly after.
Ezra glances towards Y/N's hand, still neatly bandaged.
