Brook X GN Reader || I'm The Grim Reaper

Chapter 64

  You steadily tapped your pencil on the side of the desk, casting your eyes around the room for the hundredth time. Same bland walls with boring paintings, same desks around the room, same man at the front teaching.

You never got tired of looking at the boy next to you, though, so that's where your eyes drifted.

"And that's why both of you must produce a descendant to take over the companies," The man at the front finished. "I'm sure you both have already had classes on learning how to do that, but there are many other ways, such as adoption and surrogates." He gestured to the three books on the table you and Alex sat side by side at.

"This should teach you all about them, and what isn't and isn't acceptable with relationships." He continued. You raised an eyebrow. "So if I didn't want to get with a woman, I could adopt?" You sat up a little straighter at that question. "Of course! It is preferred to have a child of blood, but when Alex was born it was agreed between families that adoption was acceptable in case some circumstances arose as it did with him." You nodded.

"So I could get with a boy and adopt a descendant?" You asked again, reaching out for one of the books. The man was silent for a moment. "Well, I suppose so. I don't see why not," He smiled at you. Alex stared at you slightly as you beamed, opening the book. "I'm gonna do that," You decided.

"Very well. Lessons are over for today." He said as Vanessa came into the room. You both nodded, standing up as you picked the other two books up and stumbled out of your chair.

"Y/N, are you staying the night?" She asked, putting a hand on your shoulder as she went to take the books from you. You let her with a smile. "If it isn't too much of an issue," She shook her head, looking at the clock on the wall. "Not at all, honey. Neither of you has any classes for the rest of the day, so why don't you go to Alex's chambers and get ready for bed?"

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You brushed your teeth in silence next to Alex as he held a hair tie in his mouth, trying to put his hair up. You spit in the sink and rinsed your toothbrush off as you heard the elastic snap again, Alex muttering a curse under his breath. You set the toothbrush in the cup on the counter.

"Do you want help with that? Again?" You smirked, trailing into the room with him close on your tail. "I can do it by myself," He insisted. You snorted when the elastic snapped on his fingers, making him flinch and pull his hands away from his hair. "Come here," You insisted. He grabbed another elastic from the counter and handed it to you begrudgingly, turning around to face the wall so you could put his hair up.

You raked your hands through his hair, which was soft, like silk, and got rid of the tangles that lie within it. Putting it all in one of your hands you put it into a ponytail. "All done," You said proudly, falling back onto the bed to look at the ceiling.

The bed dipped next to you as Alex sat down.

You sat in silence for a while, until Vanessa came into the room to tell you both to go to bed. You sat down on the mattress on the floor that had been moved there with blankets, that you knew would be abandoned within an hour or two of the night, and soon, darkness fell over the room.

You listen to your and Alex's breathing in the vast room, the clicking of a clock somewhere in the background, and the rain outside sprinkling on the window lightly.

"You like boys?" His voice came from above you, and you turned your head to see him leaning over his bed, staring down at you. Swallowing the thump in your throat, you hummed in confirmation. "You never told me that," He frowned. You shrugged. "I didn't think it was important."

He rested his head on his hands. "Do you like anyone right now?" He inquired. You shrugged again, your face heating only just. Good thing it was dark. "Maybe," You dragged the word out and snorted. "You're so nosy,"

"So, you like me?" You inhaled sharply, narrowing your eyes at him. He watched you blankly, no emotions showing on his face that you could see. Eyes gentle. "W-What- Why would you - Why would you assume that?" You spluttered, sitting up slightly. Your faces were closer now, and he tilted his head so you were looking at him straight side up.

"Because you said you liked someone, a boy," He continued. "That... That doesn't mean you," You said again, avoiding eye contact as best you could. "I'm the only person of our age you interact with, Y/N." He pointed out, laying on the side of his bed. You looked up at him now, not able to look away from his eyes. "Oh," You thought aloud. He was too smart for his own good, you supposed, messing with a hole in the blanket.

The rain picked up outside and you watched the window, watching the raindrops race down the window and connect with each other. "Sorry," You said finally. He sighed heavily, sitting up and shoving his blankets off of him. "Come here," He instructed, and you sat up. Climbing onto his bed, you dragged your blanket with you, leaning against his headboard as he watched you.

Normally, you two would talk for a long while before one of you gravitated to the other bed and fell asleep a few hours later; never was there an invite, and never was there awkward silence such as there was in this moment. He sighed heavily again, slumping against you heavily and closing his eyes. "You're stupid," He muttered against your arm.

You laughed, and both of you lay down under the blankets. It was warm, the rain still steadily beating on the windows. Alex turned to lay on his side, looking at you. "You know..." He started, then paused. You raised an eyebrow. "Me too," He said simply. "I always thought it was weird or something. We only have one book on stuff like that in the libraries, and I don't think it depicts it well at all. James told me better stuff about it," He said proudly. You nodded. "Oh." He nodded again, shuffling under the covers. His hand found yours under the blankets, interlocking your fingers together.

He smiled comfortably, and you ignored the drumming in your ears as you closed your eyes. You couldn't sleep for a while, but Alex had fallen asleep quite quickly. His breathing slowed into a steady rhythm, and the movement of his thumb on your knuckles stopped to a standstill.

Over the hours of the night, you both gravitated towards one another, waking up in a tangle of limbs and hair. Not that either of you minded. At all.

(In the meantime Scarlet and Satan are fighting in Hell. Yay.)

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