Corpse Husband x Reader Oneshots

A Forever Kind of Thing (alternative ending)

Alternative ending to part one of A Forever Kind of Thing. This ones sad so be warned

angst/sadness 

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-Three month time jump-

[Corpse's POV]

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The automated message rang in my ear, before going to voicemail.

"Hey. It's me again. I really don't know what I was expecting here. It's not like you're gonna answer. It's been... what? A month? A month and a half? Maybe two? I dunno. I can't really keep track of time. Anyways, I just wanted to hear your voice. Your beautiful voice... one more time... just one. More. Time. All this time all I ever wanted was to hear your voice, even if it was only for a second. That wasn't too much to ask, was it?" I began. 

Everything stood still. She was what made my world turn, and without her here... it was still. No longer spinning.

"I thought if... if I kept calling. If I stubbornly insisted, then you might... might have miraculously answered me. And then... and then, everything would be alright! Everything would be perfect. Because you'd be here... you'd be here." I laughed out, not being able to stop.

"Talk about insanity, right? Part of me still hopes that some how, some way, this is just a dream. Nothing but a cruel and twisted nightmare, and when I wake up, you'll be right here. Right next to me. Smiling, and laughing, and being the perfect person you always have been. It's a simple wish, isn't it? But the problem is... I'm not waking up. It doesn't matter how hard I try. How much I pinch myself or bash my head against the walls... I'm not waking up!" I chuckled, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Wanna know the crazy part, baby? The crazy part is that I... still love you. I love you so much that it.. hurts you know? It hurts like hell. I knew it would be painful losing you, but this? I wasn't expecting this. This level of pain. When you... when you... left, to put it that way, you took my heart, and left my soul. And it's unbearable. It's almost impossible. It's like I'm drowning in a pool of acid after being hit by a train and I- I can't do it! I can't live without you! I. Just. Can't."

A few tears fell. She wouldn't want me to hold it back. So I didn't. 

"My nights are sleepless, days are such a drag... and I dread the thought of returning home. I guess I can't call it home anymore, can I? What used to be a loving, caring home, is now nothing but a house. A simple house, and the house feels so empty without you. So different. So cold. Lifeless... it's terrifying. There's no music when I come home from work, no happy humming in the kitchen, no one to hug and share my day with, nobody to cuddle until we both fall asleep, no one to kiss good morning as the sun rises. No one but the sad, lonely silence. It's like I'm living in a strangers place." I said.

"I'm in a strangers house! Surrounded by your things, your pictures, your paintings, your music, your books, your films. I'm surrounded by you, and you're not here! You're not here." I said, breaking into tears, sobs escaping my lips. 

"I miss you! I miss you. I miss you so badly. I miss your smile, your laugh... your beautiful voice. Your lovely, soft gaze. And those beautiful deep eyes in which I would get lost every single time." I took a deep breath.
"I miss your caring, selfless nature. The way you helped others without expecting anything back. I miss the enthusiasm in your voice whenever you talked about your job, about how much you're evolving and how much you love doing what you do. I- I miss watching scary movies with you, how you would hold my arm. Digging your nails into my skin at every single little jumpscare, and the way you buried your head in my chest." I chuckled softly.
"It's absolutely adorable. I miss every single stormy night when I hugged you so tight so that no monster would get to you. I miss your kisses. Your smell. Your touch. Feeling your skin against my skin... your body against mine. But most of all... I miss how close we were. We could talk about anything."

I took a breath. Something was comforting about this.. though I wasn't sure what.

"We understood each other so well. As you always have said... we were meant to be. I love you, baby. I've loved you since the very first day we met all those years ago. It was raining heavily and... you didn't have an umbrella. I offered to share mine and you blushed and smiled... and that was the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen. I instantly fell in love." I chuckled. 
"It took me a while to confess, but when you told me you loved me the way I loved you... you made me the happiest man alive. I was so, so lucky to have you. I was happy loving you. I was happy knowing you loved you me too. I was  happy." I sniffled.

"You mean everything to me. You were everything to me. But now-now that you are... that you are... gone... there, I said it... I'm all alone. Because the day I lost you... I lost everything. A lover, my soulmate, my best friend. My partner in crime." I chuckled, before breaking into a fit of laughter, and then followed by sobs. 

"I was ready, you know? I was ready to pop the question. I had a ring in mind already and the perfect plan, too. I was gonna propose to you on our third anniversary, and it was gonna be beautiful. I was gonna set up a picnic by our favorite lake, and ask you to be mine forever. Now? It's not happening anymore. Thanks to that fucking drunken idiot. That stupid asshole that put you in the hospital. The idiot who couldn't follow the simplest traffic rule. The rule everybody knows, even children! You don't drink and drive, you fucking moron! Isn't that simple?"
I took a deep breath. 
"Because of him. Our perfect future together is gone. Because of him I'm never gonna see you ever again. You know they say... they say I must move on. That I must try to forget you, that it's what you would've wanted. But what the hell do they know? They think it's so easy to just forget the love of your life! The one who was meant for me. Well, they don't know you the way I do. They don't love you the way I do. They don't miss you the way I do..." I said, breaking into tears again.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, doll, I'm so sorry I couldn't save you. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you. I'm sorry for not saying goodbye. I'm sorry for everything I haven't said. For everything I haven't done. I'm so, so sorry. Baby, please..." I sobbed.

I regained my composure. 

"I think... I think I'm ready now. I'm finally ready, baby. Finally ready to say goodbye. I'm gonna bring you some flowers tomorrow. Remember those purple ones you've always liked? Yeah, I'll bring those for you tomorrow. And they'll match so perfectly... with your tombstone. You know your mom says you had a lovely ceremony, just like you would've wanted. I'm moving forward, baby. Not on. But forward. I'll never forget you. I love you. I always have. I always will. Goodbye, baby. See you later." 

I hung up.

I slumped over, my head in my hands as I just sobbed. I just let everything out. 

[Your POV]

I sat next to him, hugging him tightly and kissing his shoulder. "I love you too, baby. Everything will be alright." 

I knew he couldn't see me. Or hear me, at that. But, I know he loves me. He always will.