Corpse Husband x Reader Oneshots {Request Only!}

Arguments pt.3

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Recap: Corpse shamed you for dressing up sexy and going out with friends while he was having a flair up of his chronic pain. Though he hid it from you. You are an SA victim and broke up with him immediately. You got your stuff a few days later and refuse to talk to him until now.

You had tried going on dates with others, you had tried sleeping with others. But you still woke up at 3 AM, alert as if corpse were having another nightmare. You still wore the hoodie he thought he lost years ago.

No one related to Corpse. He was your other half. But you found it hard to forgive him, using your trama against you, when he promised not to.

It was 3AM again. You were awake. Again. Scrolling through Instagram posts, until you noticed that Corpse was online...

You sent it before you could reconsider.

'hey'

His reply was immediate, like he was waiting for you. Texts went back and fourth for a while. Until at 4 AM be was on his way over.

You had asked to see him. But you had started to regret it. Knowing that it wouldn't be healthy for neither of you. You couldn't tell him that now.

A gentle knock on the door alerted you that Corpse had arrived. You took a deep breath before opening the door.

"Corpse."

He tried to smile, "Y-Y/N"

You did muster a smile, letting him in.

He started before you could, "I know it doesn't mean shit, but I'm sorry baby." He reached for you, but just let his hands drop.

You wanted this man to hold you.

You crossed your arms, "I know you are... It isn't okay. But, but I..." You sighed, pulling him into a kiss.

He stopped breathing for a good second, before grabbing you, pulling you flush against his body. The kiss heated in a matter of seconds, and you found yourself taking steps towards your room. Feeling like all those movie characters who make out in hotel hallways as they get into their room.

Corpse laid you against the bed. The smell of him was intoxicating. He showered before coming over. His kisses trailed from your lips to your neck. You made a noise before you could stop yourself, using your legs to pull his hips flush with yours.

Your next actions were against your morals. But you didn't find yourself regretting any of them.

.....

You woke up in his arms. Your face at his shoulder. You nearly started to cry again.  But a little groan came from Corpse, signaling his wake. You stayed quiet. Evening your breath.

He held you tighter, sighing. His fingers ran through your hair and down your back. He caressed you for a little while, before rolling over and making his way to your bathroom.

You listened to him vomit into your toilet for a few seconds before crawling out of bed and throwing a fluffy robe over your nakedness.

You leaned on the bathroom doorway, looking at corpse as he hunched over the toilet, already flushing it twice.

"Are you alright, love?"

He looked over at you and shrugged.

You could hardly stand the smell of vomit.  But you crouched down next to him, rubbing his back. Gently placing a kiss on his cheek.

He sighed, "I... Will you give me another chance? I'll make it up to you I swear."

You were quiet for a moment, "Don't hide flair ups from me anymore, okay? Only then can we make it work."

He nodded, "You, you mean it?"

And upon seeing you nod. He became the happiest man in the world.