Searching // Gilbert Blythe
Request: Could I request a gilbert blythe imagine? In a cinderella type of way, has two step sister and a step mom her dad passed away in some foreign lands and she is treated like a servant And then dianas family make a party where she goes secretly (with a mask) and meet gilbert where they dance and he fall in love with reader who is really gentle and delicate, brave and nice and he tries with the help of bash to find her after she ran off ??
A/N: I haven’t watched Cinderella in a extremely long time, so I sort of made this my own little version.
Please don’t plagiarize my work!
Word Count: 493
He’d spent days, days looking for you.
Halfway through, Bash had given up. Gilbert hadn’t even blamed him and then, by the end of it, so had Gilbert.
It was only by miracle that he stumbled into to you, and managed to catch sight of your eyes. The eyes he remembered from that night. What had turned from an event Gilbert hadn’t even wanted to go to, but did so out of respect. Into a night he’d never forgotten.
Some would say he was too young. That he couldn’t possibly know what love felt like, especially after such a short encounter.
But Gilbert didn’t really care. Cause he knew what he felt.
He knew that the way he felt about you wasn’t just some feeling that would pass. There had been something in your eyes, the only part of your face Gilbert had truly been able to see, that just told him so. And after you’d run off, in a flurry of skirt and panic, Gilbert knew he needed to find you.
But you didn’t go to school, and no one really seemed to know who you were from the limited description Gilbert could provide them with. Then again, that wasn’t really his fault.
All he’d seen what you E/C eyes and H/C hair. And that was enough for him to fall in love.
But here you were. Stood before him.
You weren’t the only girl in the world to have E/C eyes and H/C hair, but Gilbert just knew.
You seemed astonished, panicked, while Gilbert stood there with a big, bright grin plastered on his face.
“Yes,” he exclaimed, “I found you.”
And your voice was quiet, just as it’d been that night; “found me?”
“After that night, at the Barry’s, when you ran out… I haven’t stopped searching for you since.”
Your heart fluttered in response. No one, not since your dad died, as cared for you so much. And after such a short meeting as well…
“Why?” You questioned, baffled. “All we did was dance to one song…”
“There’s just something in your eyes,” Gilbert whispered, his own softening in response. “What is your name? I told you mine, but you never had the chance to tell me yours.”
“Oh,” you mumbled, glancing at your feet before glancing past Gilbert’s shoulders. “I really should be go-”
“Just your name,” Gilbert interrupted, desperate. “Just so I know how to find you.”
And you knew you shouldn’t, given the circumstances, but you couldn’t help yourself. With a small smile, you tucked a strand of lose hair behind your ear, smiling faintly. “Y/N.”
“Y/N,” Gilbert repeated, voice light. “What a beautiful name.”
“Thank you,” you whispered, blushing. For a moment, neither of you did anything, before you blinked. “Yes, well, I should be-”
“Oh, yeah, of course.”
“Bye, Gilbert.”
Grinning your way, Gilbert nodded; “good bye, Y/N.”
And something told you, you’d be seeing a lot more of him.
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