Cuddles and Cookie

(Undertaker/Human!Reader)

You stood at the door to the Undertakers tears welling up in your eyes.

Usually when you visited Undertaker it was a happy thing, you'd have a cup of tea and have a nice chat with him, eat one of his little bone biscuits.

Not today.

Today you were here to get two coffins fitted, one for your mother and the other … for your younger sister.

You took a deep breath trying to calm yourself before stepping into the shop.

Nothing had changed since your last visit, coffins were still scattered carelessly on the ground or leaning on the walls, the dim lighting made it a bit spooky, and the silence was deafening.

You walked to the deck, that had a fine layer of dust, and rung the bell. A small childish laugh sounded around that room

"Hellllooo, my dear~", a coffin in the corner started to move and soon the Undertaker emerged "Do you want to nap i-" he stopped half way through his sentence after he saw the mask of pain you were wearing.

He slowly started to approach you, looking you up and down, when he reached you the tears started falling down your cheeks and fell into his arms.

You stood there for a few minutes crying into his chest with his arms wrapped protectively around your small fame.

After you had settled down a little and your crying had ceased, he grabbed your shoulders and held you at arm's length, you looked up at him with (e/c) eyes tinted with red from lack of sleep and the tears that had just finished falling, his eyes were hidden behind his fringe but you could still feel his strict gaze on you so you averted your eyes

"S-sorry … I shouldn't have burdened you with my pain" you tried to pull away from him, but he held you in place. When you looked up again his fringe had moved and both of his stunning green eyes were on display, before you could get a really good look at them however he pulled you back to his chest.

"I heard about what happened … I'm sorry, but thank you for coming to me" his voice was so gentle, it wasn't that childish voice he hid behind, this wasn't the mask he put on for his guests, this was 'The Undertaker' as he was. Your sadness had fled now and you were returning his warm embrace, when you pulled away you gave him a small smile, his hair had fallen back in front of his left eye, but his right eye was still showing … you got lost in it, you saw this emotions, his feeling, you saw the part of the Undertaker that no-one else ever saw. And you were happy about that.

Suddenly your lips were met with something warm something, he was … KISSING YOU? You stood there in absolute shock for a few seconds before you started to return the kiss, of course you had been a little interested in him for a while now, everyone else thought he was some creepy pedo that was dangerous and crazy … you thought he was perfect ever since the first day you met him (you got lost because it was your first time in London), however your romantic feelings had only surfaced recently, when you pulled away he had a silly little grin on his face

"I knew you liked me" he pulled you into his warm arms once again, while you were standing there a question started nagging at you

"Undertaker … whats your real name?" you asked curious 'surely his name isn't just Undertaker,

"Adrian Crevan" he answered almost immediately … there was silence between the two of you for a few seconds "that is not something I say to just anyone … your special to me (y/n)" he tucked you (h/l)(h/c) behind your ear and looked deep into your eyes "promise you'll keep my secret" he bopped you nose with the tip of his finger nail, you got up on your tip toes, giving him a quick peck on the lips

"Of course" you looked around the small dusty room where the undertaker did business and you suddenly remembered why you came here in the first place, the smile disappeared from your face

"I still need to pick their coffins" your eyes started to water up a bit as the memory that the undertaker had chased away, resurface. The Undertaker grabbed your chin and made you look at him

"You can do that tomorrow when you are feeling a bit better and a little less emotional … until then" he pulled out a little container "want a cookie?"