Museum Proposal "Oh! Albedo, come here!" y/n raises her hand and waves at him. " for being late." Albedo rubs

Museum Proposal

“Oh! Albedo, come here!” y/n raises her hand and waves at him.

“ y/n…Sorry for being late.” Albedo rubs his neck sheepishly and explained that he has to change his outfit twice since Klee accidentally spilled his coffee because she was running. And Klee ends up crying. “No worries, she’s a cute kid.” y/n laughs. “Indeed, she is.” They continue their walk to the Museum since that’s where the date will be held.

Albedo wanted to have a Museum date since it will be more romantic and he chose the time carefully, like midnight so it will be a very peaceful night. And this is the time he has been waiting for the longest time. It will be perfect. Maybe.

They observe the paintings and talk about how mesmerizing it is. Albedo traces his hands on the rough paint on the painting. His braided hair flows slightly as the wind enters through the opened window. y/n stares at him quietly and mumbling incoherently. But unfortunately, he heard it, quite clearly actually. It makes him blush embarrassingly red.

Albedo swears he heard y/n said he was pretty. y/n realizes his sudden tenseness, And his red face makes y/n more worried.

“Albedo, are you sick?” y/n walks towards him, grabbing his chin to make his forehead touch theirs. Their height difference isn’t too much of a big difference and that makes it convenient.

Oh god, Albedo might die on the spot right there and then. His thoughts were running around and somehow this would actually be a good opportunity for him to kiss-

Fuck that, Albedo curses inside his mind and slowly kissed them by the lips. y/n wasn’t really used to this kind of thing since Albedo doesn’t usually do this stuff. Or atleast this close unless it’s hugging or cuddling. And the maximum thing he does was just holding hands.

Albedo’s hands gently grab their waist to have closer contact. They soon break the kiss for a break.

“What happened to you?” y/n curiously asks, this wasn’t like what he usually acts. He always maintains his composure and not lose control. Not like y/n was complaining…

Albedo soon got down on one knee, y/n thought he would faint from tiredness or something but-

Albedo grabs the palms of their hands, and squeezes them gently whilst saying “Will you marry me?” He releases one of y/n’s hands to grab the ring from his back pocket. “Here. I have a ring. Do you want to wear it as a sign that you agree to my proposal?”. Albedo sweats nervously, the lack of response makes his thoughts run wild and anxiety thinking of rejection.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes.” y/n sadi covering her eyes full of tears with her sleeves.

“h-hey don’t cry now. I’m the one who should— hic hic should—” Albedo hugs y/n tightly not wanting to let go.

“Sister Jean, why is Big brother crying?”

“Shh, Klee let’s not speak too loud okay? They might heard us.” Jean said while holding klee on her arms with a very interesting black disguise on the corner of the museum.

“Okay, but Klee wants Ice cream!”

“Yes, Klee but no running away from my hand!”

“Yes Sister Jean…”