corpse

Chapter 4

Rose pov
"What's wrong? Why are you packing? What's going on? Did you bring me some of the dinner you made?" Sykkuno threw questions on me the moment he saw I was packing.

"Corpse asked me to be his live in caretaker. Which means I get to be with Bingus." I smiled excitedly and continued to pack. Sykkuno was shocked to the moon and back, "he asked you to live with him? Like 24/7, 365?" I nodded and sykkuno left my room to 'make a call'.

~Over at Corpse's house~

I was fixing up my guest room that Rose normally stayed in if I needed her to, but I was cleaning the closet of my clothes among other things like extra shit I could've thrown away years ago.

I had gotten a call from Sykkuno mentioning the fact that I didn't mention his sister moving in with me to him whatsoever. Apparently that kind of decision warrants some kind of permission text/call.

"Bingus! Seriously get out, you have my room and your lil' bed in he living room. This isn't your room to grease, it's Rose's..." Bingus did the equivalent of flipping me off and rolled left, right, and upside down on the newly cleaned sheets.

I facepalmed and walked towards Bingus to lift him off the bed, when I picked him up a fullbody mirror I put in here for Rose showed me my insecurities. The sheet fell all the way off and the room went silent as Bingus scattered out of my hands and out of the room.

My eyes opened wide, my mask itched, my eyes stung, and bile rose up to my throat. I was frozen until a figure ran into my view and covered the mirror clipping the sheet to the mirror frame. "Corpse, breath please."

She was right, I couldn't catch a breath until my inhaler was firmly placed in my hand and pushed to my face. She ran off to go call someone and I pulled my mask off to puff the canned air. My breath steadied and I slipped my mask back on, once Rose ran back into the room phone ready to dial someone if needed.

"Are we good? Need me to call the ambulance? Or a home doctor?" I shoved the inhaler in my pocket and put my hands on her shoulder, I took one hand off of her shoulder and took her phone and threw it on her bed. I pulled her to myself and hugged her, mumbling the words 'thank you' in her ear making her shiver at my octaves.

"I mean it love, thank you. Keep that mirror covered if your door is opened, for my sake and yours as well. Are we clear?" I heard her sigh. "I dunno, I do know I will make sure to keep careful I really don't want to make that 911 call."

I wouldn't want her to anyway...