Outcast Oneshot book #3

Match made in heaven.

Atlas x Amour. Why? Because I have problems.

Enjoy the deadly duo!

Btw this ship needs a name.

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Atlas Grimsly. The cat eared monster had been a soul reaper ever since he could remember.

Of course he kept his fluffy cat ears hidden under his cloak, if anyone saw them they would try and pet them. Only to die seconds later.

He had been immortal for a very very long time, decades even. And.. Only now was the loneliness starting to bother him.

For the longest time, it had never crossed his mind. But.. With February coming up, so did a common holiday.

France was the city of love after all, his home. He would roam the earth seeing happy couples everywhere he went. It hurt his cold soul.

He stood upon the top one of the rooftops of a very high apartment building. Luckily he had the ability to be invisible to humans. Otherwise one of the elderly in the apartment would probably have a heart attack.

He sighed, running his clawed phalanges across the brick of the rooftop. As much as he wanted someone to spend eternity with, he knew it wasn't possible.

His touch would bring death to anything he laid his hands on, plants, animals humans.. Anything alive would crumble and die under his touch.

The gloves he wore didn't help one bit.

He's admired humans from afar, never too long, they would be curious as to why the plants and birds started to drop dead next to them.

And the lingering coldness...

The reaper's eyes linger on the city around him, humans walked together hand and hand, living their lives with their friends and family.

"Beautiful isn't it?" A voice startles him, and he quickly returns his hood back upon his skull.

He turns around only to find a skeleton monster dressed in pink sitting on the edge of the room next to him.

They had soft looking feathered angel wings, fading to a pastel pink at the tip of the feathers. Soft pink horns upon their skull.

Wearing a white bow tied around their neck with long ribbons, a while polo shirt with the sleeves rolled up.

A pleated pink skirt with a stripe at the bottom of the pleats, and thigh high socks with white bows on the backs of their knees, small maid shoes to complete the outfit.

"Who are you? How did you know that I was up here? And how can you see me?" Atlas asked, looking at the petite monster in disbelief.

"I'm an angel, we can see even the most deadliest of creatures. Such as myself.. Even you, regardless of what magic you're using." He replies, pink eyes staring down at the humans below.

"How could you possibly be a deadly monster? You certainly don't look like one." Atlas lifts a brow at the angel.

The angel giggles. "Never judge a book by its cover, haven't they taught you that? Tell me, have you ever heard of Cupid? The angel of love?"

The reaper crosses his arms. "I'm aware of him, never seen him before though."

The angel grins. "Good, now what about the angel of blood?" He taps his fingers lightly against the brick.

"Angel of blood? As in.. The angel of blood Amour Valentine? He gives me most of my clients." Atlas lifts a brow.

The angel's grin widen as his now red eyes meet the reapers. "That's me. I'm a big fan~!" He hops off of the edge and slowly walks up to the reaper.

"You're Amour? You're so.." He shivers, he's heard tales of this angel. Quick to anger, quick to kill.

Quick to fall,... As well as blood he was also the angel of obsessive love. If he had fallen for you, you'd better hope he never finds you again.

"Cute.." Atlas finishes, the angel cups his cheek with a free hand and flutters his wings playfully.

Amour giggles. "As are you lovely. I was wondering when I'd see you in person, yet no matter how many lives that have fallen from my blade, I've never seen you.. Why is that?"

The reaper let's out a shaky sigh. "I've heard the warnings about you.. And with how many souls you take, I'm never fast enough to get to them all."

There's that sinister giggle again, the angel grins and pecks the reapers cheek. "I'd like us to get to know each other a little better.. I'll take you to a place a lot of my exes are.. Luckily for you, they all hang out at the same spot." He snickers.

Before he can even blink, the angel of blood had disappeared. He had touched him and hadn't died..

The touch starved reaper quickly went to find the angel again, due to the two's history, he knew exactly where to go.

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The two of them walked hand in hand in the cool breeze of the cemetery. Amour's feet lightly tapping against the gravel, while Atlas's heels clicked loudly.

"Mon cheri, how long has it been since we've met?" Atlas asks, cheeks a light violet.

Amour smiles and gently squeezes his hand with a smile. "Exactly one century. ~"

"Merci Mon cheri, you always have the best memory." He chuckles, his ears perked and tail playfully swishing.

"Of course, but remember darling that if you look at anyone else I won't hesitate to cut your dick off." The angel warns with a smile and a death grip on his wrist.

"N-noted Mon cheri! You don't have to worry, I wouldn't dare look upon another soul the way I do you." Atlas admits, sweating a little.

"And if you don't marry me soon, I will pull out your teeth!" Amour giggles, with a skip in his step.

"Mon cheri, why are you skipping like that?" He asks with a slight laugh.

"Because I am a psychopath!" The angel beams, turning to hug the reaper.

Atlas softly smiles and hugs the angel, his tail even wrapping around his waist.

The hug lasted longer than normal, and Amour's grip was tighter as usual.

The two of them laugh as the angel tackles the reaper down onto the leaf covered ground. Covering his skull in light kisses.

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Bonus:

"Can I please get up Mon cheri?"

"Move and I'll slit your wrist!"

".....never mind then."

Yep, a true match made in heaven!

End! I hope you enjoyed!