~Y/n's POV~ (WARNING THIS MAY IMPLY MATURE TOPICS)
I stare up at Vox, shocked at what had just happened. He looked down at me and smiles nervously but still managing to look confident. I feel my horns grow longer and grab him by his bow, pulling him down and kissing him again we walk up to his room and lick the door unsure of what to do I kiss him again and this time he kisses back, taking his shirt off, I blush and stare up at him. He wraps his wires around my wrists and pushes me to his bed one thing leads to another and next thing I know I'm screaming or more like moaning out his name blissfully unaware of how goddamn loud I'm being. Next thing I know we're in bed together panting and cuddling. I can't help but smile at what just happened. I officially tamed an overlord for my own. Now of course I could have him wrapped around my pinky finger and get whatever I want but I'm thankfully not that low. Now that I think about it...how did I die? I get up and walk to the bathroom and Vox asks "where are you going my dear?" I reply "To the mirror, I need to think." I go to the bathroom and stand in front of it staring at my reflection, Inspecting my long bunny ears and thinking again...'how did I die? The last thing I remember is...I was rabbit hunting and I saw a deer run past then everything went dark, the last sound I ever heard was a...gunshot?' I pull my shirt up curiously and see what I half expected to see, a large 'X' on my skin below ribs. 'So I was shot. Obviously not on purpose but still shot, question is, why did I end up in hell?' Then it occurs to me that I had murdered a few people that were hunting after my boyfriend Victor. I suddenly look to Vox freshly aware of that being the nickname I gave Victor when we were alive. I wearily ask..."Vox..do you remember anything or anyone from when you were alive?" He looks at me in surprise "uh...yes? Why?" "Who do you remember?" "Y/n...your being weird. But I remember my previous lover. Why?" "I remembered something from my past...do you remember your previous name if you had one..?" I ask, biting my nails anxiously. "Victor. Victor was my name, Vox was given to me as a nickname by my lover." I just about burst into tears. I said I needed to go for a walk, alone. He understood and told me to be safe.
~Vox's POV~ "The fuck was that about..?" I rubbed my head 'was it something I said maybe? They said they remembered something about their past but what does that have to do with my name?' Then it hit me. And it hit me like stone. 'Y/n has the same name as my previous lover. Could it be them!? It couldn't be a coincidence especially if she asked my name! Oh my lucifer!' I got up so quickly I stumbled, then I ran to the closet I ripped the lid off of a box I had in there and pulled out a small black hat similar to the one I wear daily but without WiFi symbol and antenna remembering this was the last thing my lover gave to me before I died. 'This will prove if y/n is who I think they are! They'll surely remember this hat!'
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(Basically this but without the accessories) 'I hope y/n remembers this hat! I was planning to propose to them but I died before I could. Now maybe I can!'
