Outcast Oneshot book #3

Softie.

Lockheart fluff? Sure thing doll here you go.

Not requested but wanted to make this anyway, I was inspired by a tsundere asmr vid.

And yes he is missing his scar in the pic above, my dumb ass forget to draw it. -_-

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It was late, almost two in the morning, but that didn't stop you from tossing and turning.

You spent the night at the Outcast mansion all the time, even with Jasper in the house you could normally sleep just fine. Hell even Amour was one floor below you.

You sat up with a huff, wrapping the blanket around your shoulders. You were more of a cuddler, but you've never really had anyone to cuddle with.

And why was their house so damn cold!? You sigh seeing the snow outside the living room window.

Skeletons didn't feel temperature did they? You sigh, your socked feet tapping softly against the cold wooden floors.

Even at this hour you knew at least one or two of them were awake, sadly you couldn't cuddle Asher. He was out during his 'moon week'.

Hallow would be awake you knew, but he's basically glued to Cupid's side now. He doesn't even sleep in his room anymore.

And he was always cold being undead and all. Luckily Cupid didn't seem to mind.

And based on the giggling you heard, you didn't want to disturb them, even if the door was open.

Now Fear? He would be awake at this ungodly hour, but you knew better then to disturb him.

Last door you think. Gently knocking on it, you hoped he was awake. But with him, it was hard telling.

As much as you loved the other skeletons in the house, none of them had really caught your attention like Eros Valentine.

Lockheart as he went by, was a short skeleton only being four foot six, but five foot five in heels. With an anger problem.

Such an angry asshole all the time, but those red eyes just brought you in like a siren song.

"Ugh, what the f*ck do you want its three in the f*cking morning?" He huffs, voice gruff and husky with sleep making your cheeks flush.

He was lacking his heels at the moment, making you look down at him, he wore a red tank top and black boxers with flames going up his legs.

His wings looked ruffled, and his tail zipped behind him. He lifts a brow.

"Oh its just you. What the hell do you want?" He asks, crossing his arms and standing on his toes to appear taller.

"Lockheart, I can't sleep. Its cold down stairs.." You mutter, trying to form the right words seemed difficult under those red eyes.

"And how is that my problem? Why should I give a f*ck." He narrows his eyes.

You sigh and give him your puppy dog eyes, you knew it'd break him, under that sharp gaze held a closet romantic.

He huffs, letting out a steamed sigh. "Fine, you and your stupid human body...come in you little shit."

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His room had soft red carpet, red curtains closed over the large bay windows he had. Soft pink walls with various rock posters.

Various high heels stacked by his dresser, there was even a skateboard you've never seen before.

A flat screen mounted to the wall playing some kind of romcom, lots of CDs and DVDs stacked high and even.

He tosses himself on the Queen sized bed, the blankets soft like velvet and a beautiful red that matched his eyes.

His room smelled like him, hot like cinnamon and sweet like apple cider, even a slight charcoal scent lingered.

You laid on the bed next to him, keeping your distance to make sure he was comfortable. He laid with his arms behind his head, eyes on the screen.

You pulled the soft blankets over you and hummed in bliss, weather it was his body heat or just the blanket itself, you were far more toasty being in here with him then you were out there.

"You're f*cking weird you know that? Humans are weird.. And don't even think about cuddling me freak." He hisses.

"I'll try not to, but I'm a cuddle bug." You giggle, cheeks flushed.

He rolls his eyes. "Whatever. Ju-just stay on your side!"

You nod you head and then you both go into a comfortable silence as you both watch the movie.

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It hadn't even been more then two hours when you woke up again, this time your body pleasantly warm like a fireplace.

Two arms were tight around your waist with a pelvis pressed against yours, even a tail was wrapped around your leg.

Your cheeks flush a light pink at the skeletons hot breath by your ear, luckily no flames were present.

"L-"

"Go back to sleep angel.. And just.. Let me hold you okay?" He mutters, nuzzling your neck.

You smile softly and nod your head, enjoying his warmth, even though it was pouring outside in his arms you were warm even in the coldest of winters freeze.

"I'm sorry for being such a dick to you.. I.. I like you okay?" He whispers, wing shyly wrapping around your torso.

"I like you too." You reply, linking your fingers with his long ones.

He hums and pecks your temple. "I'm haply to hear that, sleep well angelcakes." He snickers.

You giggle as well, closing your eyes.

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"Tell anyone that I cuddle and I'll kill you." He says, making you laugh.

"Wouldn't dream about it." You reply, kissing his knuckles.

End! Have some fluff hun you deserve it.

Soft Lockheart is best Lockheart.