Ichabod never ceased to be amazed at the wonders of this new world. Everything from the technology to the government surprised him and today was no different. You walked into the archives that morning, a spring in your step. At first, Ichabod didn't notice you. He merely greeted you with a "good morrow," and returned to his book. It wasn't until Abbie gasped that Ichabod actually looked up.

He could do nothing but gape at you. Your beautiful (h/l) (h/c) hair had been cut shorter and it was now (f/c). "Wow, Y/N..."Abbie trailed off. That was the reaction you wanted. "Do you like it?" you asked. After breaking up with your significant other, you decided that you needed a change. So, you went to the salon and had them cut, dye and style your hair. "It looks great! Different, but great!" Abbie told you, but Ichabod stayed silent just staring at you.

"Crane?" you asked as Abbie elbowed him. "Oh, I um, yes I quite like it, Y/N. It is...intriguing," he finally said. You smiled and put your bag down. "What are we learning about today, Professor Crane?" you asked. He returned your smile and began informing you about what he was reading. The whole time, Ichabod would steal glances at you. Your new look was most becoming, especially since it was something Ichabod had never seen before.

At one point, Abbie left the archives to grab coffee and you turned to Ichabod. "You keep staring, Crane." He cleared his throat and replied, "My apologies. It was not my intention to make you uncomfortable." You let out a laugh. "You didn't, but you've stared at me before today." Ichabod felt his face heat up. He didn't think you would notice the lingering gazes he'd been giving you, but of course you did. Ichabod was kicking himself for thinking you wouldn't observe his actions.

When he didn't say anything, you chuckled again. "It's alright, Ichabod. I'm flattered. Shall we get back to work?" He nodded, his face still the color of a ripe tomato. The two of you turned your attention back to your research until neither one of you could keep your eyes open anymore. You stifled a yawn as you grabbed your bag and headed for the door. "Y/N, wait!" you heard Ichabod call from behind you. You turned to face him, pulling your jacket around you a bit tighter. "What's up?" you asked as he stopped in front of you, breathing heavily.

"Abbie has encouraged me to ask you on a... date. I am uncertain as to the courting rituals of this time, but I would very much enjoy it if you accompany me on an outing sometime in the near future," he rambled on until you shook your head fondly and stood up on tip toe to press a shy kiss to his beard cheek. He looked at you in awe. "I'd love to." He smiled so widely, you thought his face would crack. "Wonderful, tomorrow then?" You nodded. "Your new look is enchanting, by the way," he said before turning and running back inside. agJI-