•Ghost BC• ~Oneshots and HC's~

⛔️Ivy x Reader - Mates⛔️

Ivy was the third Earth ghoul, he came before Mountain and after Pebble, Just some background info!
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You were good friends with Ivy, the awkward Earth ghoul peaked your interest when you saw him. He seemed surprised when you asked his name, he told you that most people mistook him for Mountain. You made an effort to hang out with him, but Copia's ghouls We're always demanding your attention.

They left for tour and you took advantage of your free time, putting in as much effort as possible to hang out with Ivy.

You spend more time in the greenhouse, working with Ivy, and you begin to think the two of you are compatible.

Every once in a while, you catch him with his hand on your hip or your lower back, or his tail tangling with yours or wrapping around your leg. You don't know if you'll ever be able to make a go of it with him. But you enjoy his company, and you're getting to know him pretty well.

There's no way you'll ever find someone who makes you feel as good as Ivy does.
You spend the rest of the day in the greenhouse, and before you know it night has fallen. Ivy's checking on the tomatoes before calling it a night, and your just hanging out on the couch in front of the small fireplace that's used to keep the greenhouse warm. You could go check on the plants, you suppose.

But then you could just stay here, in front of the fireplace with Ivy.
You watch the fire, as the flames dance around the wood, sparks flying into the air every now and then. You watch the shadows the flames make on the walls as they shift and move, before settling. Ivy comes over and sits next to you.

He doesn't say anything, he just...
... wraps his arms around you, pulling you in close. You lean your head on his shoulder and just relax.

"I'm glad you're here." He says.
You look up at him and he looks at you.
He leans in a little and hesitates, pulling back a little, then leaning in again and pausing.

You wait, and he waits, and then you realize he's waiting for you to make the first move.

You blush and immediately lean in and press your lips to his. He kisses you back, just a little bit soft. It's a start. You keep your eyes closed and deepen the hug, just a little bit more. Your hearts beats and you feel his heart thudding against yours. You could stay like this all night.

But eventually, you pull back. You open your eyes and see him do the same. You look into his sage green eyes.
"I'm glad I'm here," you say.
"Me too," he says.

He kisses you once more, longer, more passionately. Your knees go weak, your heart flutters. This is it, this is the start of something new. The end of the loneliness. The start of an adventure. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as his hands run through your hair. You could stay like this all night. Forever.

But eventually, he pulls back. You open your eyes and see his smiling at you. He kisses you again, then walks over to the fireplace. He throws more wood in and lights a match, watching the fire grow.

You stay there, in each others arms, until morning.
When you wake up, he's gone.

You sit up and look around. You don't see him anywhere. You can see the fire has died down, but it was a good fire.

You sigh. You could go look for him. He could be anywhere. You stay on the couch. Maybe he'll come back. Maybe he'll come back and you can get up to more shenanigans. That would be nice.
You hear rustling in the plants behind you and you turn to look.