Have I Become A Matt Murdock Simp? Only 3 Episodes In And I Think So

Have i become a matt murdock simp? Only 3 episodes in and I think so😵💫😵💫💫

pov: you're mrs. murdock

To The Bookkeeper ¬ Remus L.

Plot -Dusty books, pining hearts and romantic gestures are truly the key to starting the perfect romance novel

Genre -☁️️ Fluff ☁️️

Pairing - Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

Notes/Warnings - Soooo cheesy and in the 2nd/3rd person. Enjoyyyy <3

Word Count - 1.7k

Specks of dust stilled in the air, a permanent fixture in the rustic shop. Hoards of loose pages stacked against shelves that were sturdy with the weight of hundreds of books. Shiny colour-filled books written by youthful souls shared the bustling space with the withered classics authored by the wisdom of decades gone by.

Hidden amongst the shelves and towers of novels, an oaken cashier’s desk sat. Intricate carvings of alluring floral patterns wrapped around the wood, as a simple machine rested between scattered paper and worn books. The desk looked like it held stories that these pages could not fathom, but that isn’t what caught the eye of the young man.

His tender gaze was entranced by her.

Sat buried in a book that seemed to be falling apart at its seams, wide eyes running across the pages as her body leant closer to the book, almost if she were wishing to be transported into the lines of ink. Strands of hair escaping, framing the beauty her face held, as her skin glowed with the dying light of the sunset. Remus was sure it was darker outside, but he understood that if he were the sun, he would want to spend every remaining second lighting up the beautiful bookkeeper.

She was aware of the tall young man who had been lurking among the rows of leather-bound pages the past few weeks. His scarf faltering as the hours went by, revealing the delicate scars littered across his skin, and she couldn’t help but pray he never found the book he wanted as it would mean her hours spent adoring him from afar could continue.

They fell into a routine. He would admire her from afar between his searches, and during those searches, his being would hold her attention.

Everyday Remus begged his bravery to fire up and approach his bookshop beauty, he wanted to hear her velvet voice directed at him, rather than at those other customers who didn’t even take the time to appreciate the symphony her voice conducted.

But today was different, today Remus decided to act on his love-struck urges. He spoke to her.

“Sorry, but could you possibly recommend a book for me? Haven’t seemed to find anything that truly connected with me.”

Her eyes raised to connect with his. Breath hitching as her heart pounded against her chest, trying to break free and profess her adoration of the attractive man standing expectantly in front of her, finally speaking to her after all this time.

“Um, yes, of course. What genre are you feeling? Got to make sure that my recommendation matches your mood.”

“Romance ideally”

He didn’t mean to blurt that out but finally gazing into your stunning eyes made his heart ache for love, and his mind chose to vocalise his need for romance. The deep blush that took over his scarred skin made her soften as she fought back the blush her body was threatening to show.

“One second. Wait right here”

Remus watched as she scurried off with a step of excitement, knowing she had thought of the perfect book to offer the man. He watched her fingers delicately weave through the array of covers, before landing on one and spinning to rush back towards the patient man.

Smile carved into her cheeks as she clings to the golden leather hardcover, evidently pleased with her choice of recommendation. Offering the romantic pages of ink to the lanky man, who took it gladly without his gaze ever leaving her eyes.

“A Room With a View by E.M Forster. An all-time favourite of mine, especially if you are looking for a romantic tale. I’ve probably read it 12 times already. Might just be searching for some type of romance, even the fictional type.” A feeling of caution took over as her mind wondered if that titbit of personal angst was causing him to think less of her.

But little did she know, his heart swooned at the idea of offering her that romance she craves, and little did she know, his search for romance had brought him to this very moment.

He inspected the book, taking in every detail of the cover before asking her the price. Only to be met with a shake of her head as shy smile appears on her adorable face, making his heart beat just a little faster.

“It’s a gift. I recommended it so if you hate it, then at least you didn’t have to pay for it, and if you loved it, the satisfaction I’ll feel will be enough.”

Lupin went to protest but the shushing that surrounded his words felt him stumped, and glowing red with a face full of blush. Goodbyes filled the air, both wishing to get in the last mutter of goodbye as the man retreated from the shop, clutching the book close to his chest.

Days went on without Remus’ usual bookshop visits, and soon enough, a week had gone by. Each day customers came and went, and each day, she wished for him to return even for a minute.

Hope dwindled with the closing of the shop each night, until a package was delivered early one morning. A burgundy paper wrapped parcel with simple words swirled across the top.

“To the bookkeeper who gave me a book and stole my heart”

Hiding in the little nook in the deepest part of the shop, barely touched by the eyes of others and soften by patterns of blankets. Pulling the paper from the parcel with caution as eyes widened at the contents; an eggshell letter laid upon the same romance novel she had given Remus all those days ago, but for now, the letter intrigued her more.

Dear Y/N,

I am sorry that I haven’t visited like I normally do, but I was busy with this book.

You were right. It was exactly what I needed, and whilst the story sent me through all the emotions, the feelings it made me realise for you were what truly made this book worthwhile.

Everyday for the past month I have wandered around your shop, just waiting to build up the courage to talk to you, to ask you out. But every time I saw that smile or looked in your eyes, my heart tripled in speed and all those words I had rehearsed left my mind.

So, with this letter, I offer an idea.

Read this book (for the 13th time), and if you feel anything for me, please meet me at 8 o’clock tomorrow night. You’ll know where once you’ve read the book.

Forever your shy admirer,

Remus Lupin.

If her heart was not already full, it would have been as she dove into the pages, only to find the annotations and intricate drawings scribbled amongst the lines. Pastels of highlighted text, thin marks of meticulously penned thoughts, and scrupulously drawn doodles of lovers that bared closer resemblance to herself than the protagonist.

Minutes ticked away and each page was devoured with such attention that her eyes begged to rest a moment, but her heart fuelled her with energy to continue. And so, she did. Word after word, line after line, and comment after comment pulling her feelings for the tender man to the surface.

The final pages came into sight and her heart fell an inch in desperation to read more of Remus’ loving insights, but the thought of meeting the adoring man brought new life into her bones.

Closing the book as the clock struck 7:30pm, knowing that her search for romance was about to be over when she finally allowed her feelings to come to fruition, when she was finally able to confess that hidden desire of hers to the man who held her heart.

Rushing about to make herself presentable as the journey began to the place your heart will be fulfilled.

Reaching the Garden of Godric as the glimmering of the crescent moon lit up the rows of beautiful flowers and offered safety to the arrays of gentle creatures who play in the night. But, amongst all the beauty stood the picture-perfect sight, Remus Lupin clutching a single gardenia.

“there are shadows because there are hills.”

Turning to meet her gaze as all the fear that filled his veins trickled away as it replaced with hope. She came, she cared, she felt the same.

She strolled up to him as she continued with her explaination of his choice of location. “The gardens are shaded by the mountain range, which is quite peculiar for a city to have which makes it a rarity. And you, Remus, are a rarity”

Holding his large hands within hers, their heartbeats started a duet of anticipation, waiting for confession. Watching every emotion swirl through her eyes as he inches ever closer before pulling his bravery to speak truly.

“There is so little I know about you and yet, you take up my every thought. Part of me believed this idea of love at first sight was a cliché trope used to sell books, but then I met you and all of these feelings started to bloom. Maybe it isn’t love quite yet, but I am hopelessly falling with every second.”

Her eyes watered with joy as she clung to every word he spoke, resting a soft hand against the rough of his scarred cheek. Leaning closer to meet his lips in a desperate need for that hidden love to be fulfilled after all this time.

Lips collided and hearts were warmed. Kissing him felt like a fairy-tale, a distance dream she had only read about. Kissing her felt safe, as if she was his saviour that he had searched high and low for. Clinging to each other as they prayed the moment could continue forever, but alas, breath was the enemy of affection.

Pulling away as she remained in his arms, hoping to never be without his touch again. Remus stayed clutching onto her figure, praying that she would always be his. The two bookworms who had searched for love amongst pages of romantic ink were now in their own fairy-tale, and their love could defeat any fictional love story ever written.

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ON MY QUEST TO FIND SUB!REMUS CONTENT I DISCOVERED THAT THERE'S REMUS X SNAPE! FANFICTION!?!?!?

i have never seen this but has anybody ever written sub!remus before??? Legitimately curious and i think theres reasoning to this dynamic

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