sweet ~ corpse husband

what now?

Y/n's pov:

when I woke up it took me a while to remember everything that had happened last night. Woah I fucked corpse husband. I really couldn't believe I did that. I mean, I was happy i did that, I just didn't know if it would change things between us. I was happy with where we were before and I didn't want anything to be different now.

I laid in my comfy bed with my eyes closed, wanting to go back to sleep. I heard footsteps shuffling in my room and opened my eyes again to see what was happening.

When I finally opened my eyes fully, I saw corpse standing in front of me in a maid dress.

"Woah." I said, my eyes wide open now and my mouth practically on the floor. I scanned his body to try and comprehend what I was seeing. For some reason corpse looked nervous and a bit embarrassed and his cheeks reddened slightly. A smirk entered my face.

"You know I really like it." I told him, staring him straight in the eyes. Corpse laughed.

"So are you gonna start dusting my apartment now or something?" I asked. Corpse laughed again. I would never get over how it felt to hear him laugh, it made me feel warm.

"You wish y/n" he responded boldly. 
"Oh shutup." I said, "I see you went through my closet." I continued, looking over at my half opened wardrobe. It had clearly been touched by someone.

"Maybe I did, you have nice clothes."
"Yeah, I can tell you really like them." I told him, eyeing his maid outfit again.

I think I was going to force him to wear this more often. Maybe it wouldn't even be that hard, I mean he decided on his own to take my costume and put it on himself so why couldn't he do it again? Hopefully like everyday, that would be fun.

Corpse sat back down on the bed next to me and we talked for about 20 minutes before my stomach started to make weird noises and we decided it was time for breakfast. We went into my kitchen and corpse offered to make me breakfast.

He was in a really good mood this morning. I would be too if I had gotten into my pants the night before (😏). I had to say that I never expected my night to go like that but corpse was full of surprises. And I was too. So the two of us together was a bit of a dangerous mix.

Eventually corpse had to leave and go home. unfortunately, he changed out of his maid costume and went to put it back in my closet. "Till next time." He said as he smirked at me and placed the costume back before he kissed me goodbye and made his way out.

I was now left by myself to process everything that had happened since he showed up at my doorstep last night.

There was a lot to unpack here.

Dancing in the rain. Me choking him and him singing his song.
And stopping before singing the love me part..

I didn't know what emotions I felt for corpse but I knew that they were stronger than ever before. I already used to think about him quiet a bit but over the last few days it had only intensified until he was basically the only thing I could think about. I didn't know what to call this feeling.

Love?

I couldn't tell. It sure felt like it but I think in the back of my mind I didn't want it to be. Love was a scary concept, what if corpse didn't feel the same way? I didn't want to depend on him entirely, that wasn't the type of person I was. I also didn't even know what we were supposed to be to each other. We weren't dating but we obviously liked each other as more than friends. We just had no labels.

I knew that I loved spending time with him, and listening to his stories and dumb jokes. I loved his snarky remarks every time I did anything. I loved his voice. I loved his hands and the things they could do. I loved his kind personality that he hid behind all the sarcasm. I loved his smile. I loved his green sweater that he wore almost every single time i saw him. I loved his confidence with me and I loved his openness.

Shit maybe I did love him.

Fuck.

What was I supposed to do now?

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authors note:
bitch finally came to her senses 🙄