🪡 unrequited disturbance - joseph desaulnier x reader - part 1? (rushed)
Summary - You are a renowned seamstress working at your own boutique, your life takes a sudden turn when multiple cases of disappearances appear in your area and it just so happened you met the “perpetrator”?
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Cut, cut, cut… The soft sounds of shears trimming fabric echo throughout the room, followed by the sounds of chalk drawn against fabric; measuring taped draped to the floor and tiny pins scattered across the table. You look up from the fabric, setting down the shears in your hand. Drawn in by the sound of a knock, you walk out the room to only be embraced by the warmth of the suns rays. It was a late awakening to the morning that was greeted by a sense of curiosity. Walking towards the front of the shop, you open the door and a newspaper lies at the front-step. You pick it up and read the tittle of “The Missing Disappearance Case”.Â
“How curious…” You mutter under your breath, as you walk back into the shop you became intrigued at the contents of the newspaper. Slowly flipping the pages, you read word by word of the missing disappearance case and reach the bottom where it mentions “the perpetrator has yet to be caught.”; those words instantly cause your face to contort in utter disgust and are quickly agitated, when you realize the case was in your area. “Hopefully they’re caught soon, just the thought of knowing that there’s always a slight chance I’ll stumble across the perpetrator gives me ughhh..” unable to finish your sentence, you resume back to your commission.
Two hours had gone by since the time you read the newspaper and a scheduled appointment was coming up. By the afternoon the commission was meticulously sewn to perfection, just in time for the client to stand idly at the front door.
There at the front-steps stood a dashingly handsome nobleman, one of great elegance and dignity, who was accompanied by two other gentlemen of the same stature. “Greetings, Earl Mèlodis! Please follow me towards the designated guest quarters.” You motion a gesture towards the shop, before guiding the noble into the measuring room. The Earl tailing behind you flashes a smile and earnestly follows you in: admiring the decor and outfits displayed inside.Â
“Please do hand me your coat and make your way over here on the elevated platform!” The Earl hands you his black coat. Smiling you walk towards the coat rack to only then notice the weird stench radiating off the coat. Dumbfounded you’re taken by surprise at such matters, but paid no mind to the business of the Earl. “Whatever his business is, is not my business…” you sigh as you return back to the Earl. Desire Mèlodis, the Earl, awaits your return before asking “to resume the measuring” as you grab the measuring tape you cannot help, but notice the specs of browny-red stains on the Earls white vest. Your face contorts and the Earl gives you a polite smile “Is there a problem, Miss Seamstress?” tilting his head ever so slightly. “No.. There’s no problem, Earl. None.. Not at all.” You say firmly, however the thoughts of the “Missing Disappearance Case” flash in your mind: Is it possible he’s the perpetrator? Mumbling you stumble on your own heels.
Gracefully the Earl catches you with one swift motion “You seem to be lost in your own mind, Miss Seamstress.” he stares with ill intent, hoping you’ll catch on to his motives. His servants rush over towards the Earl in an angsty manner, one whose name was Roger politely guides you aside to ask if you’re alright. Giving him a quick nod, before sharing a glance with an ever so cunning Earl. Not wanting to spend any more time with the Earl, you wrap up the appointment and give the servants a notice for when the commission will be ready.Â
Standing at the front-steps the Earl awaits your farewell, he walks closer and leans in to whisper “What keen eyes you have, Miss Seamstress. It would be a shame if any thing were to happened to you, if word got out about this little incident.” He grips your shoulder, before giving it a tight squeeze. As he steps onto his carriage, he gives you his usual smile while motioning to Roger to hand you an envelope. “I wonder what’s this for…”
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Writing this felt like it took four years off my life ;’(
If it feels rushed It is. I would’ve loved to develop their encounter in a better manner, however semester finals are soon and I needed something to get me off the stress: so I wrote this silly short. Hopefully in the future I can revisit this fanfic, when I improve on my writing!