Undertaker X Reader

You watched as your mom slowly died. You shed no tears although her death was painful and in vain. But, it was destined to happen one day.

Unhappily, you trudge through the streets of London, ignoring the pitter patter of the rain on your face. Feeling the weather's depressing effects, you made your way to the local undertaker's shop. It was run down and old, but everyone said he was still in business.

Giving a few knocks on the door, you walked into the musty building, disgusted by the poor condition of the building. "Hello?" Your small voice rang through the rather quiet building.

"Hehehe. Welcome young one."

You gasped as a creepy man peered around the lid of a coffin.

"Who Are you?" You spoke quietly. "I'm looking for the undertaker.."

"And you have found him." The man slid out of the coffin revealing his long, shiny silver hair. It seemed to sparkle unlike the black robes he wore. His eyes were hidden by his hair and a hat.

"I...came to ask if you will bury my mother...and for how much.."

The undertaker laughed. "All I require for payment is laughter my dear.."

"Laughter?"

"Yes, because you see, how sad it should be if laughter should disappear from this place" he smiled.

".... That's an interesting... Notion." You found yourself, although creeped out, liking this guy more and more. "Okay..... So shall I tell you a joke?"

-x-

A few weeks later you found yourself back at the undertakers for your fathers death. Over the course of three weeks that you had not seen the strange man, you had found you your thoughts constantly wondering to him. The more you thought about him, the more you wanted to see him again.. And to see his full face.Your fathers death, although tragic, gave you a great opportunity to go see the man who was stealing your heart.

"Undertaker? Are you here?" You gave the door a light push and it slowly creaked open. "Undertaker...?"

"Hold on one second, dear young one." You heard him rummaging around in the back of the shop. "How may I help- ah, good morning child. Why are you back here so soon?"

You bit your lip to keep from saying that you wanted to see him. "My father...has also passed away now..."

The old man looked at you sympathetically. "...no charge is required this time my dear..."

You gave him a small smile.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" The undertaker had caught you staring at him.

"Oh ah...no...just...I was wondering why you keep your eyes covered up." You felt your voice falter as you spoke

He laughed. "Curious are we? Well...I have taken a small liking to you... So if you want I can show you...?"

You nodded slowly. Before he managed to take off his hat though, you had walked up to him and grabbed it. Tossing the hat to the ground, you brushed his hair back with your fingers.

And just stared.

His yellow-green phosphorescent eyes shone brightly. You could finally see all of his facial features... And well dang.

"Woah.... Why, id you don't mind me asking, do you keep your face covered up. It should be against the law for someone like you to hide your face..." You could feel your cheeks light up, but you no longer cared. You had fallen for the man before, but now you crashed and knew that a life without him was a life not worth living.

He smiled. "...I simply wished to save my looks, for the one I like....and if you haven't figured it out yet my dear, I like you."