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How about a v for vendetta imagine where he and the reader have their first date, maybe in the shadow gallery and he cooked something for his s/o. Maybe he could blindfold them in order to be able to enjoy dinner as well, without his s/o seeing the scars?

V X Reader - First Date

A/N – I merged a few requeststogether for this one, I hope that’s okay. @stridershunts & @otakuontheoutside for building your request into this.

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

You inspected the contrabandwardrobe meticulously. All the clothing inside once belonged to a museum andwas ordered to be destroyed until V liberated it. You lightly brushed over thefabrics, searching for something that would be appropriate for a date. Pickingthe outfit was supposed to be the easy part but you were already nervous,wanting to make everything perfect for the man you already knew you loved.

At times, you wondered how V managedboth you and his work. You hated living in the Shadow Gallery. Correction, youhated being left alone in the Shadow Gallery. How could you not? Being onLondon’s most wanted was bound to have psychological consequences, yet V acceptedyou as you were, doing everything he could to accommodate your social needs,even going as far to leave tapes of himself while he went away so you couldtake comfort in his voice.

Pushing all thoughts out of yourmind, you settled on an old, red and black Victorian outfit from the 1900’s andwent to your room to get changed.

Meanwhile, V inspected himself inthe mirror. He was in his usual garb, minus the weapons, the lack of which lefthim feeling somewhat naked. He didn’t know what possessed him to ask you on adate when he could never give you the life you deserved or put you above hiswork. It was a purely selfish act but for once, he didn’t care about beingselfish, if it only meant he could have you, at least for one night.

Deciding that he had hesitatedenough, he journeyed to your room, knocking lightly. You opened the door,stunning V momentarily with your outfit choice. He finally uttered a suave,“Your radiance lights up the drab halls of the Shadow Gallery.”

You smiled apprehensively,thanking him for the compliment and returning it.

“I merely look the same asalways, you however are beautiful beyond words.” He offered a gloved hand,“Shall we?”

You linked with him, “I’d lovenothing more.”

The date options were of courselimited to the Shadow Gallery, V was after all, London’s most wanted. He ledyou to the kitchen; one of your favourite rooms to spend the day reading in forits homey feel. He sat you down at the small table where a candle danced andflickered before you.

“Now I must ask you a favour,” Vsaid.

“Anything.”

“Please wear this to spareyourself from some virulent views that shouldn’t grace such eyes as vivaciousas yours,” he held out a blindfold.

You glanced at the blindfoldsadly; after living with V for as long as you had, you were no stranger to hisscars.

“V…” You breathed. “You don’thave to hide from me.”

“I know (Y/N) but those scars…they aren’t me. Tonight, I want you to be with the real me, please.”

You gave a small, consenting nod,“Okay… for you, okay.”

He tilted his head thankfully,moving behind you to tie the blindfold; he lingered, lightly grazing your neckbefore going back.

Shortly after, the sounds ofchopping filled the kitchen, as well as the smell of fresh vegetables.

You smiled, “Skilled fighter,film connoisseur, purveyor of fine arts, and now a chef. Is there anything youcan’t do?”

“A great many things, thoughthere is always time to improve, is there not?” V responded.

“Maybe.”

“What of you, do you enjoycooking?”

“I love it.”

“Hopefully one day I’ll get totry something of yours.”

Hesitantly, you got up from thechair and made your way to the counter where V was. He watched amusedly as youcrashed into the counter.

“So, what’re you cooking anyway?”You asked, propping yourself up against the counter.

“One was thinking of the simpleyet elegant vegetable stew to start, a bolognaise for the main and chocolatemousse for dessert. The meals may not complement one another but that’s whatthe chancellor’s supply train had to offer for ingredients.”

“And we didn’t even invite him todelight in this meal with us. Maybe he’d be nicer with some half decent meals.”

You reached around blindly forany available ingredient, eventually coming across a potato. V grabbed yourhand, stopping you from slicing it on a knife.

He put the knife in your handgently, “You could have asked.”

Being careful not to cut yourself,you started peeling the potato. “Where would have been the fun in that?”

It was a quick discovery thatyour new-found blindness made cooking harder than you’d imagined. V watched inawe as you butchered everything you touched, often coming close to hurtingyourself. It wasn’t long before he found that he had to intervene. V moved inplace behind you, gently placing his hands over yours; he hadn’t put his glovedback on and you could feel the ravaged flesh the fire had left in its wake.

Ignoring it, you let V guide you,enjoying the closeness of his body against yours. With him, you felt not onlysafe but comforted…loved.

“I love… this,” You finishedlamely.

He rested his head on yourshoulder, memorizing your smell and the scene unfolding around the two of you,wanting it to last forever. “I do too.”

The rest of the meal preparationfell into a comfortable silence. Neither of you wanted to cheapen or ruin themoment with words that couldn’t possibly convey how you truly felt. For now, therewas nobody to harm you, no political backlash, and no fears of the future; youboth were lost in time, protected from the outside world. While it wasn’t atraditional date, you knew you had V and he knew, for the first time, that hehad you too.

After the meal, V felt he had todo something to make u for leaving you in the dark life the Shadow Galleryforced upon you. Every mission where he left you left his heart heavy with guiltand now he knew he could trust you above all else.

“Come with me,” he linked withyou again, acting always as a true gentleman.

“Where are we going?” You askedas he took you to a secret staircase behind a tapestry of two knights jousting;it was something you passed daily but had never put much thought into.

“It’s a surprise.”

Cool air wafted your hair and thescent of London hit you all at once as you were brought to a roof somewhere youdidn’t know. It had never occurred to you to ask how V got out of the ShadowGallery; now you knew at least one of the exits and it was beautiful.

“Thank you,” You said breathlessly,tearing up at the view you’d never believed you’d see again.

V waited a few minutes for you totake in the surrounding sights and sounds before breaking the serene scene andspeaking, “(Y/N), if there’s anything I want tonight, it’s to make tonightperfect for you. Is there anything else I can do to do that for you?”

You folded your arms on thebalcony, avoiding V’s watchful gaze as you contemplated the impossible. “V…This is one of the greatest things you could’ve ever given me but…”

“But?”

“What I want… What I really,really want is to know more about you. I know you think that’s impossible sinceyou don’t even know your own past but if there’s one thing you can show me… Iwant to see you, the real you.”

“(Y/N),” V sighed.

“I know you say that isn’t thereal you, but it was at one point, please… let me see the man you were so I canknow the man you are.”

V considered your request. So far,you’d never asked for anything and now you were set on asking the impossible.If that’s what it took to win your heart, he’d do so; even if he repulsed youso much that you’d hate him after.

“Very well, only for you.”

V lifted his mask.

You swallowed thickly. It wasn’ta face, simply gashes and eyes that had seen too much hatred in the worldalready. Tenderly, you touched his cheek. V shuddered.

“I love you,” You whispered,pressing your lips where your pal had been seconds ago.

V embraced you, placing his maskback on behind your back. With his mask back in place, he had the confidence tospeak again, “I love you too.”

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