A/N: Thanks for all of the reads!!!!! I am eternally grateful for the amount of reads this story got so far. Thank you!
I'm sorry for the really bad coloring and about how long it took to get this chapter published. My dang grandma just won't leave me alone! Also, I am sorry if this drawing may have offended you in some way (though I don't know why it would offend you). I tried to make as little characteristics and traits as I could. I also came to a realisation that I shouldn't draw a face while I was drawing a really awful face, so I erased that. That's what's on the mannequin lady's (I really don't know how to describe her) face if you were wondering.
That's all I have to say. Enjoy the chapter!
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By the time Friday came, Y/N was moaning and groaning and fighting with her brain about if she had to go see Philippe or not. She fought and fought, but her brain eventually won, and Y/N started choosing out what she was going to wear for this oh-so-wonderful evening. In the end, Y/N had chosen a dress she had gotten from Erik when she first moved in with him (not in that way... yet).
The dress was very fancy but elegant (A picture of the dress is shown above.). At the top, it had a blue triangle-like shape, the top and bottom of which was encased with black lace. This section started just below the shoulder bone and was designed to cover the bust, as to not look too suggestive or inappropriate while at dinner. The black lace on the top also helped with this procedure by covering any cleavage that might show.
Just below the triangle of blue fabric, there were two sleeves on each arm. These were blue as well, and flowed gracefully around Y/N's arms.
The sleeves were connected to the part of the dress that covered Y/N's breasts and midsection. This section was also blue and it covered what needed to be very nicely, but was a bit uncomfortable because of the corset, which was held in place Y/N's back.
The midsection of the dress pointed down and connected to the large, blue skirt of the dress. The skirt was elegant and flowed to the ground, resembling the feathers of a swan. Below Y/N's knees, there were black bows, under which shiny black fabric started. The black fabric stopped when it reached Y/N's feet, however.
Y/N also added a few accessories to her evening attire. They included a pair of black gloves which started above her elbows, a diamond and sapphire necklace, and matching earrings. The necklace was made to form a circle. It had ten sapphires which bore a similar color to the dress, and which helped form that circle, and one that didn't. The largest sapphire was the middle piece, which held another oval-shaped sapphire, which was encased with diamonds that made the jewel look tear-shaped. There were diamonds at the top of the diamond-encased sapphire that curved to look similar to a bow. This piece rested in the space between her collarbones. That sapphire was also connected to the largest sapphire.
The largest sapphire was in the middle of the ten others. It had two rings of diamonds around it. The ones at the top, bottom, left, and right were lager than the other diamonds in the two rings. Connecting to the diamonds were smaller diamonds that were made to look like flowers. There were two flowers on either side of the sapphire, and connecting to them, each on opposite sides, were smaller sapphires. This pattern continued until it reached the back of Y/N's neck, where the smallest sapphire sat. There was a clip to hold the necklace in place. It hooked at the back of Y/N's neck around the smallest ring of diamonds which circled around the smallest sapphire. The hook was barely visible, much to Y/N's vanity's advantage.
The matching earrings were similar to the necklace. There was an oval shaped sapphire in the middle of each earring. This sapphire was only encircled by one ring of diamonds, however, and were the bottom most diamond sat, there dangled another diamond.
Y/N's H/C (hair color) hair was pinned up (if you have short hair, you pinned it up as much as you could, or just put it back as much as you could) to form a bun a little above the middle of her head. She put a pin in her hair that formed a shape similar to a star. In the middle was a pearl, and on the fifteen tear shaped points were three diamonds: a little one, and bigger one, and then a little one again at the tip. It held her hair up very nicely and went very well with her evening attire.
For shoes, Y/N had black shoes that had a small heel and a blue ruffle at the top which lightly grazed her ankle.
In the end, after a bit of appliances being smoothed on her face to enhance her features just a tad, Y/N looked stunning. The dress seemed like it was made to fit her and her necklace made her look elegant as she stepped out of her room and into the main room of the lair. She took Erik's breath away. His playing on the organ stopped when she stepped into the room. He stared at her, admiring her beauty, and wondered how a creature as beautiful as Y/N was standing in front of him at this very moment. He wondered how such a gorgeous creature even existed.
After a few seconds of admiring Y/N, Erik looked away and came to a realisation. She was going somewhere special if she was dressed this nicely. Erik felt a twinge of jealousy inside him.
"Where are you going?" Erik asked.
Y/N huffed. "I am going to meet an old friend of mine. He has invited me to dinner this evening," she said, annoyance lacing it's way into her voice.
Erik looked down and nodded. "Alright. Just please be safe and be back at a reasonable time. A man is unable to be trusted if he doesn't return a women back to her residence after at least nine o'clock.... maybe nine thirty."
Y/N laughed softly. "Okay. I promise I'll be safe and that I'll be back before or at nine."
Erik smiled. "It is settled then. Have a wonderful time," he said. Though he didn't want to wish Y/N bad, he didn't want her to fall in love with her friend.
"I might, I might not. Goodbye Erik."
"Goodbye Y/N."
Y/N walked to the boat and carefully stepped into it. It wobbled a bit as she was getting in, so Erik immediately jumped up out of his seat to help.
"Would you like some assistance?" he asked.
"No, thank you. I will be okay for now," Y/N replied, now standing in the boat, reaching for the handle. The boat almost toppled over, but luckily, there was ground underneath it. Erik caught her, his arm encircling her and his grip on her waist tight. Y/N's hands were on Erik's shoulders and their breaths mixed for a moment, just like a few days ago.
They stayed like that for a few moments, Y/N staring into his blue-green eyes, and Erik staring back at her E/C ones. Erik quickly let go, however, and jumped into the now slightly wet (don't think what you're thinking if you are) boat. Y/N sat down on the smooth bench behind Erik. It was just like when Erik first brought Y/N down to his lair, except this was many years later, and they were leaving, not entering. Also, Y/N was in nicer clothes at the moment than when she first met Erik, but none of that mattered. She got the same feeling.
She felt love swelling in her heart. It made the butterflies in her stomach go mad and it made her heart skip a beat every so often. It refreshed her. It made her strong, but made her weak. Y/N could feel the love she had for Erik making an imprint on her heart and on her soul, and she knew that a mark like that could never falter, never fade, and never break or shatter. Erik was Y/N's first love. The feelings she had for him could never exit her heart. They would always stay in her heart, soul, and mind, and this wasn't a belief; it was the truth.
As Y/N and Erik rowed down the ever-stretching river, Y/N couldn't help but look at Erik. She felt it necessary to memorise every movement, every stance of his muscles. This wasn't a matter of lust, though. This was a matter of adoration. Y/N simply had to memorise how the muscles of Erik's back flexed as to push the oar and how his face softened when he had to pull the oar back. Though, when Erik looked back to check on her, she quickly looked down and blushed a light, almost visible shade of pink.
When the river ended and it came time to get out of the boat, Erik got out and made sure the boat wouldn't tip over once again. He reached out a hand to help Y/N out of the boat, and Y/N gladly took his hand and thanked him. She let her hand drop back to her side slowly and looked back at Erik, letting out a breathy "thank you".
Erik smiled a small but warm smile, and said,"You're welcome." He then turned back to the boat and started slowly exiting the open area where the boy was usually docked. He looked back every once in a while to see Y/N and then turned back and focused his attention on paddling across the river.
Much like Erik, Y/N watched him while she was mounting the horse, Cesar. She smiled and rode him (if you're thinking it again, stop) back to the stairs. She tied him up, pet him, and ran swiftly up the stairs, walked through the long hallway, through the Prima Donna room, and out of the opera house. She walked down on of the large sets of stairs and strode across the stone path, past the fountain, when she heard a voice.
"Y/N!"
'Oh. Great.' "Hello, Philippe! What a nice surprise," she lied.
"Thank you. I thought that since I don't know where you live anymore, I might as well surprise you by meeting you where we reunited," Philippe said. Y/N almost strained a few muscles trying not to roll her eyes.
"Wonderful. Shall we go to dinner?" she asked.
"Yes. Yes we shall."
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A/N: I know I probably shouldn't end the chapter like this, but oh well. If I stopped here in the written version, I might as well stop here in the digital version. I'm sorry it was short and that I described so many things this much. I am also very immensely sorry that it took this long to get this published. Dang Grandma (sorry, Grandma, even though I know you don't read these things).
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter of A Love Already Blossomed despite all of the boringness (if that is a word. Too bad if it's not. I'll use it anyway). Until next time!