Y/N is just your everyday 20 year old girl with a normal and basic life... except for the peircing screams of her older brother, George.
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Y/N uses she/ her pronouns (sorry) but feel free to read it as they/ them, he/ him or whatever pronouns you go...
"Are you about to play a lady and the tramp move on Y/N~?" George teased.
"Actually yes, she doesn't know that yet though so please don't mention anything to her" I informed them, and they headed off into the kitchen to start the cooking. I went upstairs and walked into my room, finding my tuxedo hung upon my wardrobe door.
"Perfect..." I whispered to myself, putting on the nice suit, being careful not to ruin it.
~time skip to a few minutes later~
George and Sap hurried out the kitchen, with a flask to keep the food warm. The passed by me, giving me a smile before scurrying out the door. I heard the car start and leave, seconds before Y/N headed downstairs.
She looked flawless! She had a beautiful, long, dainty dress and had put her hair up beautifully and a simple yet stunning makeup design. To say the lease she looks like a model. How did I ever get so lucky?
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(Your hair)
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"Oh my God... Y/N!" I said, awestruck by her presence alone.
