Isabella X Reader

...Roses...

I started making preparations for the plan I have in mind.

*Isabella Pov*

He closed the door behind him and I exhaled.

Isabella: The audacity of him. Accuse me of being jealous.

I angrily sat in my seat and crossed my arms like a child.

Isabella: Ok maybe I'm a little jealous...

I looked at my paperwork.

Isabella: I mean he's never said anything remotely the same towards me.

I picked up my pen.

Isabella: The only thing he's ever said was darling. But in a playful manner. Not anything like complimenting, like he did with that other girl.

I paused for a second.

Isabella: Am I seriously gonna lose to some random he met not even a week ago.

I fidgeted with pen.

Isabella: Ok come down Isabella. As if I would lose. Plus he said something about making it up to me, and not to worry.

I calmed down a bit.

Isabella: That's makes me worry more. Who knows what he's planning!

Phil: Um mom...are you ok?

I jumped a little seeing the sight of Phil enter my office.

Isabella: Sorry. Yes I'm ok. Did you need anything?
Phil: No I just wanted to check on you cause you sounded kinda angry.

He tilted his head.

Phil: Well since you said you're ok. I'ma go to bed. Good night mom.
Isabella: Goodnight.

I smiled and he left the room, closing the door behind him.

*Time Skip*

I checked the time and saw it was 2:30 am.
I should probably get sleep before Y/N drags me to bed again

I slightly blushed thinking about what he had told me I did.

Before neatly organizing my papers, I saw Y/N enter the room.
He seemed slightly nervous, and I could see his face slowly turn red.
Oh no...what's gonna happen next.

Isabella: Did you ne-
Y/N: Here!

He interrupted. I saw a bundle of purple flowers.
He looked away as he held the flowers out to me.
I got up from my seat and took the flowers.
They were purple roses.

Isabella: Where'd you get these from?
Y/N: From Grandma..I went to the gate and asked for another request. And well, since red roses are..scary, I got the color of my favorite persons eyes.

He blushed.

Isabella: Who? Sister Krona?

I joked, which made him laugh.

Y/N: No. Mom..I mean Grandma of course.

He chuckled and put his hand on his neck.

Y/N: Anyways. I told you that I would make it up to you?

I put the roses down in a vase.
When I turned to look at him he was right behind me.

He smiled and picked me up.

Isabella: Not again! Put me down!
Y/N: No.

He opened the door and got to dining area.