Sanscest One-shots (Fluff/Smut) :::Requests:::CLOSED

:::Afterdeath::: My Angel -- (Fluff)

Requested: axel_the_writer

A/N: I know this was requested a while ago, but I still had it and still felt like writing it.

Geno's POV::

Reaper and I sat on my couch, silent as I read my book, although I felt a looming aura from Reaper.

"What?" I set my book down and looked over at him, sensing his need to say something to me.

"Geno, can't you at least consider-"

"No," I went back to read, completely ignoring him.

"Please, just one," Reaper turned to me, continuing the plea he has been bringing up for a while now.

"Reaper, stop. No means no," I sternly spoke trying my best to get him to lay off the subject.

"I only ask you to give me a single chance," I sighed for the umpteenth time, becoming heavily annoyed with his pestering.

"Reaper, if I let you take me on one date will you leave me alone after that?" Reaper's eye gleamed in happiness, finally seeing a bit of affirmation from me.

"Yes, unless I do a good enough job and you want to have another one~" He leaned in a bit, looking at me slyly.

"Don't push it, jackass," I pushed his face away from me, turning my back to him. He snickered at me, knowing I've started blushing softly.

"So I'll be back at 6?" He cooed, placing his hand on my shoulder, pulling me closer.

"Sure..." I blushed deeper, trying my best to stay undeterred, shaking Reaper's hand off me and Reaper teleported away leaving me alone to regret my decisions.

***

Six o'clock rolled around as a knock came from the door. I begrudgingly walked over, opening it to be greeted by Reaper in a black dress shirt instead of his usual cloak and a single red rose in his hand. I blushed a soft blue, finding Reaper quiet attractive in his attired but not willing to admit it, clearing my throat and looking away. Reaper chuckled softly and offered me the rose, which I took and mused at for a moment, before looking up seeing Reaper hold his hand up to be taken. I held the rose close to my chest and placed my hand in Reaper's, realizing too late how bad of an idea that was, feeling him pull me in to fall into his chest only painting my face a deeper blue.

" 'Evening beautiful, I was hoping you would have dressed nicer," I looked up at him and pushed him away harshly.

"I did, I actually bothered to put something nice on," I gestured to the lack of my normal white hoodie, a white dress shirt replacing it, my red scarf still wrapped around my neck.

"I was kind'a hoping for a dress~" He smirked at me, teasingly.

"Keep dreaming, asshole," I crossed my arms and glared at him; Reaper just shrugged.

"Maybe someday," Reaper held his elbow out, and I rolled my eyes before linking my arms with him, allowing him to guide me to out 'date'. I hate myself for calling it that and I spite myself even more for continuing to blush through this whole exchange, unfortunately finding it endearing. He snapped his fingers and we teleported to a night casted cityscape, street lights guide along the edge of the street. I my breath was caught at the scene and Reaper escorted me down the street to a small restaurant along the side.

"This is rather fancy for a first date," I stated bluntly.

"Only the best for you," I gave him a unamused side glance.