Corpse Husband x Reader Oneshots

Studies

Teacher! Corpse x student! reader

(slight tw: possessiveness)

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"Now, if you completed the reading, you may be dismissed to do any missing work until the period ends. Go on." you heard your professor say as you walked into the lecture room.

You gave a silent "sorry" before heading to your seat in the back of the room. Things were quieter back there

The class became silent, and you noticed the professor walking towards you, his curly hair falling over his eyes as you watched him near closer.

"You're late. Again." he said quietly, trying not to embarrass you in front of the rest of the class, bending down and placing a hand on the desk in front of you. 

"I know, I'm so sorry! My car wouldn't start and I couldn't get a ride so then I had to take the bus and-" you began, but got cut off.

"Hey, it's alright. Just don't let it become a regular thing, okay?" He said. 

You smiled up at him, letting out a sigh of relief. "Thank you so much." 

"Don't worry, honey. Just get that work done, alright?"
"Already done." you giggle. 
"Oh? Well... any other work you can do?"
"Nope. On top of everything." you flash a smile. 

He raised his eyebrows, fixing his tie a bit. "Well... are you going to any classes after this?" 
"Not until noon." 
"Hm... would you mind helping me by playing teachers pet for the day? I need to get some things graded and you..." he stopped for a moment, before bending down towards your ear. "are my best student." 

Your heart fluttered for a moment. "I- well um- well thank you! I- I can try to get it done before my next class and-" 

He cut you off. "No need to be nervous, love. I'm just your teacher. Not like I'll fail you or something." he chuckled, leaving you be until the end of class.

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"So, what is it that you need help with?" 
"Just grading these assignments. I'm sure you won't have an issue, you're a smart girl." he winked, going to make copies for another assignments. 

He soon returned, putting the copies on the desk. "Are you okay? Hows the grading coming along?" 

"Well, everyone seems to be understanding the material for the most part." You said, showing him the average score so far.

"Good! Maybe you should just grade all my assignments from now on." he joked, winking at you. You couldn't help but blush. You hid your face, looking down at the desk, trying to calm yourself. 

He put a finger under your chin, lifting your face softly. "Why the red face, doll? Is it hot in here?"
"N-no, sorry. Just- thinking of something." 
"Oh? Like what? Tell me about it." he laughed, pulling a chair up to the desk. "Is it a boy?"
"What? Oh- no, no. Not... not really." he smiled. 

"Not really?" he laughed. "Well, I won't make you talk about it if you don't want to. It's cute though. Seeing you blush." 

You got even brighter. "Wh- no! No, really! It's just... when you winked I just... I dunno. I got nervous." 
"That's adorable. Guess I need to do it more often, hm?" he asked softly. 
God, he was so... bold. Full of charisma, nice smile, nice laugh, perfect at flirting... it was almost just... too good to be true. You finally realized... he was doing this to you. Out of anybody... he chose you. 

"I'll see you tomorrow-" you said, grabbing your bag and laptop the split moment the bell rang. 
"See you then, Y/N. Be good." 

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You sat through yet another painful lecture full of subtle flirting and tension for the rest of the week, before Friday finally came. 

"Staying again today?" he asked you. 
"Yes sir." you replied, his eyes going wide.
"I... um- j-just these for today-" he said, setting the papers on the desk. You had never seen him so nervous. 

You soon finished the grading, putting on some chapstick.

"What flavor?" he asked, looking down at you.
You didn't have a chance to react. He bent down, kissing you softly. 
"Watermelon?" he asked with a smirk.

Your cheeks were flushed pink. "I- um- y-yes? Yes, it is..."
"Hm... I think I need another taste test." he said smoothly.

You decided not to continue being shy... you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down into a deep kiss as you sat on the desk. His hands made their way to your waist, pulling your body closer to his

"Better?" you ask, pulling away. 
He was the one who was blushing now.
"Definitely-" he chuckled.
"Good." you winked. softly wiping the extra chapstick off of the side of his mouth with your thumb. 

"I should get going. But I'll see you tonight? At this address, at 7. On me." you said, handing him a slip of paper. 

You slipped out the door, your backpack slung over your shoulder. 

You couldn't believe you were so bold... but you knew if you didn't, you may have never gotten the chance again. 

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Corpse finished grading the rest of the papers, one of your assignments in the middle of the pile. 

"Y/N L/N" it read at the top. He couldn't miss the heart sketched onto the bottom left corner, along with the slight lipstick stain next to it.

 "Adorable." he whispered and chuckled, folding the paper in half and putting it in his backpack. He had a feeling he would be cherishing that forever.