corpse x y/n
"He's not like that, what is wrong with you?"
"Oh what's wrong with me? I'm just looking out for you!"
"Well stop! He's nothing like they think he is."
"Oh yeh, then tell me what he's like."
"he's sweet.."
updating as much as I can, ple...
Authors note: Not me forgetting to number the last chapter 😀 _____________________________
A week had passed since our trip to the beach and it was now Christmas Eve. I loved Christmas so fucking much and I was so excited to be spending it with corpse for the first time. We had spoken through-out the week and I asked what he wanted to do on Christmas Day.
"I want to meet your family." He said, and surprised was the most simple way to put how I felt. I knew he was serious about me but it meant a lot that he was this serious.
We agreed that he could come over on Christmas Eve to bake cookies for my parents and then come with me to my family gathering the next day.
I was really looking forward to it and now here I was, waiting in my living room for corpse to arrive, watching tv to pass the time.
It was 7:15pm, 15 minutes after corpse said he would be here and I was getting worried. I picked up my phone to ask him if he was coming but while I was halfway through the message, I heard the sound of the doorbell ring. I shut off my phone and ran to the door.
"Corpse!" I yelled in excitement, pulling him into a warm hug. When I finally let go I scanned him up and down. He was wearing a black hoodie with a flannel over the top of it and beige pants.
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"Why are you staring at me?" He asked. "You look brighter than normal." I replied, not even bothering to look up at his face. "It's Christmas, got to be cheery right?" He smiled, looking a bit embarrassed. He shouldn't be, I liked it.
"I like it." I told him, finally looking up at him. I invited him in and we sat on the couch awkwardly. "So what do you want to do?" He tried to break the silence.
"Well, i went shopping and bought some ingredients, We can make the cookies now." I told him excitedly.
"Sure." He agreed and followed me into my kitchen to find the ingredients. I pulled up the recipe on my phone for him to read out loud as I got the items. Once we had everything, I began to mix all the ingredients together while corpse just watched me, unsure of what to do.
"You can stir it." I said, handing him the bowl of wet ingredients and a wooden spoon to stir the mixture with.
He began stirring as I poured the dry ingredients in slowly until the cookie dough was formed.
He grabbed the dough with his hands, put it on the bench and began kneeding it into one ball.
I'd be lying if I didn't say his hands weren't really hot right now. I think there's something wrong with me. He was literally just putting fucking dough together.
But the veins..
Shit y/n, shut the fuck up.
He grabbed the rolling pin and flattened out the dough while I left to grab us cookie cutters. "What shapes do you want to make?" I yelled from the pantry. "We're making some for us and some for your parents, right?" He yelled back. "Do you have people shaped cookie cutters?" He asked and i hummed in agreement. "Okay, get that and Christmassy ones."
