Siebold X Reader (Request)

"Why can't her favourite dish be macarroni and cheese," Siebold grumbled to himself.  

Today was a special for the both of you. It had been exactly one year since you started dating the water type elite four of Kalos. He had called you this morning, wishing you a happy anniversary and telling you to come to his place for dinner. You were really excited and you couldn't wait. You decided to spend the day with your friend Diantha at the mall so you won't distract your hot tempered boyfriend.  

Being the finest and most talented chef in Kalos, he decided to cook your favourite meal along with a light starter and dessert. But it wasn't really easy to make them. Cooking was his passion. So usually, he was always calm. But right now, he was panicking. He wanted everything to be perfect. Every time he would cook for you, he was afraid you won't like it or get food poisoned. If a potato was under or over cooked, he would start all over from the top. He really cared for you.  

While cooking, he remembered how you first met. You challenged the Pokemon League and he was the last one you had to defeat before you could battle the current champion. He remembered your bright smile and victory dance after you had beat him. He was impressed with your skill and passion for battling. When you told him that there is art in battle just like in cooking, he immediately fell in love with you. Of course, he had waited a few months before telling you, and he was more than happy that you felt the same way. He loved all your qualities and he didn't care about your flaws.  

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As you were preparing yourself for tonight, you couldn't stop thinking about him. Yes, he may be hot tempered and was quite standoffish, but he loved you and that was all that mattered. You remembered that you fell in love with his food before him. He was wise, passionate, and kind with you and everyone close to you. He would cook for you even without you asking. He would pop his head in your house with a delicious dish that you couldn't resist.  

You smiled like an idiot as you were now ready. You were wearing a beautiful sleeveless (favourite colour) dress with a necklace he gave you for your birthday a couple of months ago.  

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"Good evening, Mademoiselle," Siebold said as he opened the door and smiled.  

You giggled and gave him a peck on the cheek but he tilted his head so your lips met. You blushed when he pulled away and he just chuckled. He then led you inside and closed the door.  

You could smell the aroma of your favourite dish in the living room coming from the kitchen. You sat down on his couch as he gave you a glass of water.  

"You look beautiful tonight," he said. "Well, you always look beautiful."  

You couldn't help but blush. "That's so sweet. Thanks." You smiled at him. "You look handsome too in your chef uniform." You giggled.  

It was his turn to blush as he scratched the back of his head. "I'll change after I finish cooking."  

"You don't have to," you said as you got up and walked to him. "I haven't seen you wearing that for a while."  

You wrapped your arms around his neck and planted a soft kiss on his lips. He smirked as he kissed you back. The moment became awkward when your stomach started growling. You felt embarrassed while Siebold chuckled.  

"I think someone's hungry." He raised an eyebrow and poked your nose.  

You nodded slowly as your face became red. He led you to the dining room. He quickly changed into a sophisticated white tuxedo with a navy blue tie. He then brought you the starters.  

"You made a three course meal?" you asked.  

The young blond man nodded as he sat down.  

"But that must have taken a lot of time and hard work!"  

He chuckled and smiled at you. "I'll do anything to make you happy. Today is a special night for the both of us."  

You wanted to cry of happiness but you didn't because you didn't want to make a fool of yourself. "I love you, Siebold."  

"Je t'aime aussi, (y/n)," he said as he kissed your hand.  

You giggled. You liked when your boyfriend speaks french. You understood the language but you weren't good at speaking it.  

"Bon appétit," you both said at the same time.

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You smiled brightly as you finished your main course. The last time you ate it was at your birthday. Even though he rarely cooks that dish, he could still master it. He took the plates and brought it to the kitchen. When he came back, you could see him shaking and he looked nervous. You didn't want to ask him what was wrong, in case you would make him even more nervous.  

Suddenly, he kneeled in front of you. He then took something from his pocket. Your eyes widened once he opened the blue velvet box, revealing a beautiful ring with your birthstone on it. You covered your mouth with your hands. You couldn't believe this was happening. You did want to get married and start a family early in your life, but you never knew Siebold was ready too.  

"(y/n)." He stared at your (colour) eyes. "I know we have been dating for only a year. But you are the best thing that has happened to me in my life. You are my inspiration, my muse. And... I'm ready to take the next step." He took your hand and kissed it before he said, "Veux-tu m'épouser?"  

Tears of happiness were streaming down your pink cheeks. You nodded more than ten times before you tackled him to the floor. You then smashed your lips on his. His blue eyes widened but then closed them and kissed you back. You giggled while he chuckled as you both pulled apart.  

"I'll take that as a 'oui'?" He raised an eyebrow.  

You nodded again and gave him a little peck on the lips before he slid the ring on your finger. You got off of him and helped him to get up. You both smiled at each other and you wrapped your arms around his neck.  

"What are we eating for dessert?" you asked.  

"When I meant dessert, I didn't mean it literally." He smirked.  

You blushed as you understood what he meant. He rarely showed that side and you were the only who gets to see it. You squealed as he picked you up bridal style and started to walk up the stairs to bring you into his bedroom.  

You giggled. "Can't wait to become Madame Le Blanc."