Klahadore X Reader - Blog Posts

hellooo i saw your requests are open and wanna request a klahadore x gardener fem reader pls ><

like kaya notices that the flowers in the garden have been wilting and asks the one of the staff to hire a gardener and forgot to tell klahadore of their arrival. (the reader smelles like catnip as the have cats at home, ohno i wonder what'll happen wink wink)

sorry for the long text, have a good day ^^

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Gardener and Butler

Once Klahadore heard one interesting saying from one of the pirates: “Don’t leave the house unattended, otherwise pests will appear in the house.” At first he ignored it as just more unnecessary nonsense, but he realized that this nonsense was true.

As soon as the butler left the estate for just a few minutes to go shopping and leave Kaya with the other servants, when he comes back with the purchases he sees a stranger. It was you, the woman who was trimming the flower bushes in front of the estate with garden shears and giggling at another story that Kaya was telling you, sitting on a small outdoor chair and drinking tea.

Not only was your appearance not part of his plan, but this terrible smell emanated from you. Catnip, to be precise. Klahadore could not deny that to some extent this smell was soothing, but he could not show weakness in front of the mistress and the rest of the servants, so he covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief, trying not to sigh too often so as not to smell the smell from you.

In this state, the butler approaches the two of you and Kaya turns her gaze to him.

"Oh, Klahadore, you're back! How was your walk around the city?" the girl asked, but Klahadore ignored her question and looked at you askance.

"…Excuse me, but who is this?" asked the butler.

Kaya was about to answer, but you walked up to the two of them and wiped the sweat from your face with your gloved hands.

"I'm (Y/n), the new gardener. Nice to meet you, sir." You said and extended your hand to him which caused the smell of catnip to become closer to him and he pressed the handkerchief closer to his nose.

He nodded and looked at the gardener with a frown. "…Is it you who gives off that terrible smell?"

She raised an eyebrow and smiled at her hand. "…Ah, it's catnip, I have a couple of cats at home. Will this somehow stop me from working in Lady Kaya's garden, sir?"

He shook his head and turned away. “This may interfere with someone else…” he muttered under his breath, “…Sorry, but I need to leave to put away my shopping. See you later.” he said and walked towards the estate.

Kaya quickly apologized to her for being unusual for Klahadore, to which the gardener simply giggled with a smile and said that it was not her fault. But both of you definitely didn’t realize that this grumpy butler was watching you from the windows of the estate…

…Klahadore almost immediately decided to remove this 'horrible' smell from her clothes and body so that it could not distract him so much. The first way was to wash yourself. He knew for sure that she was leaving a pair of clean changes of clothes at the estate, because work in the garden can be dirty, and after checking to see if there was a smell of catnip on the change of clothes, he sent the gardener to wash herself in the bath. Through some persuasion, the butler was finally able to drag (Y/n) into the bathtub and forced her to wash while he took her clothes. He could hear the rustle of water from the bathroom while he rolled up his sleeves and washed her shirt. Klahadore could not allow other servants to clean her clothes, then even more people would know about his weakness.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could still smell the catnip on her clothes. He frowned in irritation and brought his shirt to his nose. No matter how hard the butler tried to deny it, the smell was soothing and even she, the owner of the clothes, was not as annoying as he thought when they first met.

Sniffing the scent of her shirt again, a faint hint of a smile appeared on his face. He himself was surprised that such a serious person like him would instantly weaken because of the smell of catnip on some girl’s clothes!

Klahadore would have continued his secret work if he had not heard footsteps from the bathroom and began to wash his shirt again. The owner of the shirt entered the room dressed in a robe, which was kindly provided to her, and approached him. "So, how's my shirt? Did you get rid of that 'nasty' smell?"

Klahadore nodded and adjusted his glasses. "It's going well so far, but there's still a smell." he said and after a second covered his nose with a handkerchief. Despite a bath full of shampoo and body wash, the smell of catnip lingered on her.(Y/n) raised an eyebrow with a smile. “What? Is my smell really so good that soap and water can’t wash it off?”The butler just frowned. "...Shut up, gardener."...

...Since bathing and washing did not help her, she had to find another way and it turned out to be perfume. Especially for this, Klahadore ordered a perfume with a very strong scent that would definitely overpower the smell of catnip.

One day, while you were working in the garden, the butler came up behind her and coughed into his fist, attracting her attention."Oh, Klahadore! What brings you today? Another wonderful bath with a wonderful aroma for me?" She said raising her eyebrow with a smile.

He shook his head and took out the perfume from behind his back. “Just don’t think that this is a gift, this is just a necessary measure to improve your work.”

The gardener smiled with a slight blush and took the perfume. "...Heh, flowers? Very ironic."

Klahadore rolled his eyes with a hint of a slight smile and adjusted his glasses. "Try this perfume and keep working, I'll check on you in a few hours." said the butler and left the garden.

A few hours later, he came to the garden as promised. But approaching her from behind while she was watering the flowers, the butler was shocked because the smell of catnip was still on her. But during the day, Klahadore was so tired that he no longer had the strength to be angry at it and simply approached her closely from behind. He gave her a small hug and nuzzled her hair where the smell was strongest. The gardener raised an eyebrow with a smirk and continued watering the flowers. "…Just admit it, butler, you're in love with me."

He frowned just slightly and hugged her a little tighter. "Don't you dare make anything up."

She shrugged. “I’m not making this up. That bath and washing clothes you did for me, buying expensive beautiful perfume and now what you’re doing. Should I continue?”

He frowned and buried his nose in her hair. "…Shut up, gardener."

She chuckled with a smile and continued watering the flowers. "As you say, butler."