Milo x Oz One-shots (Request's are always open)

- A Warm Welcome -

Summary: Milo was called in for extra gigs and hasn't been at their and Oz's shared apartment for weeks. They finally were able to catch a break and Oz looked over their social media pages preparing for the most romantic welcome back ever!

All it takes is a few lemons and a couple of angry polar bears to cause massacre. No one really knows what happened or how the hell those polar bears got lemons, but what everyone does know is the aftermath. Every single grim reaper in the world was called to help the lost, and frankly confused souls, find their ways to a slightly more peaceful afterlife.

That was Milo's job for the next two weeks, they had to travel to the crime scene for however long it took to help the souls. Their fans noticed how there were less posts on the reapers social media, meaning there was only one selfie being posted a day. However, the singular post lacked the usual excitement their previous posts had.

Some fans speculated about what happened to the reaper, others tried to run campaigns to #GiveMiloABreak, and other fans just ignored the difference for the most part. Unlike the uninterested fans, Oz couldn't help but worry about their partner, and himself for that matter.

Milo and Oz were practically inseparable ever since they met at Camp Spooky. After the meteor shower, they decided to make their relationship official and became partners, they quickly moved into an apartment together afterwards.

So to put it simply, their both clingy fucks to eachother. Oz couldn't remember the last time he hasn't seen Milo for this long. In fact, this might be a new record for their relationship, and neither of them were flaunting that success.

Oz found himself scrolling through Milo's social media whenever he wasn't busy being the literal embodiment of fear. Once Oz saw Milo's sad selfie for the day, he started scrolling through the reaper's older posts. Every now and then Oz would see a post about himself and blush, but he started to notice a trend.

Searching through their Instagram, Oz started taking notes of what candles Milo loved talking about, or a new meal that they wanted to try at some point. A plan started forming in the boy's mind, slowly finding details on his partner to make a small romantic dinner to welcome them home.

When Oz got the news from Milo that they'll be home in a couple days, he went into panic mode and may or may not have bought 50 different candles that Milo mentioned once or twice on their platforms.

Oz also bought Milo's favorite wine, cheese, and even flowers for good measure. When all the things arrived, the stressed out boy was running around the apartment lighting his chosen candles while also making dinner for the two of them. Oz started second guessing himself about which candles to use, where he should put the flowers, and other small details that may or may not be important.

Right when Oz replaced the candles for a fourth time he heard the door open slowly. At first he was confused, why the hell was Milo being so quiet? That literally goes against everything they stand for. However, Oz didn't have time for questions as he walked to the front door and was immediately pulled into a tight hug by his partner, burying their head in Oz's neck.

It was a feeling that neither of them could explain, just hugging in the doorway felt like meeting someone you haven't seen in years. Oz felt Milo shift their head away from his neck before whispering, "I was trying to surprise you, why'd you have to run to the doorway darling?"

Oz just laughed, not being able to properly respond because his emotions were all over the place. That's when Milo noticed a smell in the air, specifically a candle they used a lot when they first moved into their apartment. The more they looked around the more details they noticed around the apartment that made them blush.

They didn't want to ruin the moment so they stayed quiet, kissing Oz's cheek before pulling away from their minute long hug. That's when Oz was able to finally put his thoughts into words, or at least most of them.

"I missed you," Oz said, shortly continuing his thought after Milo giggled at the simple statement. "And I may or may not have set up a semi-romantic welcome back..."

All Milo could do was pull Oz into a kiss. The kiss was slow and passionate, making up for the weeks of distance the two had before. When Oz pulled away you could see the blush that Milo loved spreading across his face.

Oz guided Milo to the kitchen where he set up a dinner of some pasta that Milo said they would kill and reap to try. The more Milo looked around the more they realized the amount of effort Oz put into this. They smiled when they noticed that Oz must've been searching through their posts for any mention of their interests.

"How..." Milo paused when Oz looked at them, stuttering over their words when they saw how cute Oz looked in this lighting. "How long d-did this take you?"

As they sat down at the dinner table and started eating, Oz answered. "Well, my screen time went up by 9 hours if that answers your question; and my wallet also suffered a great loss after panic buying 50 candles."

"50 candles!" Milo shouts in disbelief which caused Oz to drop his fork, still somehow being jumpy after living with Milo for six months.

"I know, it's stupid! I'm probably going to return the tommo-" Milo cut Oz off quickly by throwing a small amount of their pasta at him.

"Don't. You. Dare." They say in an intimidating voice, only to have Oz break down laughing at their reaction.

"You basically supplied my candle addiction for like a year," Milo ads. "Plus a free give away item for the milovers, they're upset over the lack of posts. So I think I owe you a thanks." They joke and Oz laughs over the hyper-active fanbase.

They spent the rest of the night just talking after that. They talked about Milo's work over the time they were apart, they talked about their favorite dog breeds, they talked about how rats should have the right to vote. They just talked about whatever came to mind, and neither of them wanted it any other way.