Death's Apprentice (Phil/Schlatt/Wilbur/Foolish/Dream x Reader)

Intro

"No - no, stop - please don't do this-"

...I'm...

"Please come down -it's okay - it'll be okay, whatever you're going through-"

...cold...

"I can't - I just can't do it anymore - I'm sorry-"

...why am I...

"No - NO!!"

...floating...?

"̶.̶.̶.̶(̶y̶/̶N̶)̶.̶"̶

...who...

"Sparrow."

A voice rips you out of your sleep, your body freezing as you sit yourself up and for a moment you don't know where you are, rubbing your eyes.

"...what...happened?", you mumble and the man next to your hammock throws a glance down at you with cold, lapis eyes and despite the soft sunlight, you can see your own breath.

"You fell asleep.", responds the man and you blink a few times at him until your mind begins to collect itself and you remember that the figure in front of you isn't a man at all,

"I said you are supposed to learn the ingredients necessary for potion-making. Have you even begun?"

"I - I think I reached the chapter of fire resistance.", you mutter a bit ashamed and the god doesn't change his expression - but then again, he never really does.

Death is a rather stoic god, never once frowning or moving his facial features except if he had to speak, which he also rarely does unless necessary.
His conversations with you never reach farther than telling you your next lecture or asking you questions about the books you had to read - and he is a strict teacher, expecting you to remember everything on call whenever he asked you, which could be at the most random times.

Since Death has no perception of time, he sometimes spent weeks or even months between lectures before asking you about things you read or learned - it could be tiresome, especially when he was away for duty and simply didn't return for what felt like an eternity, even if time doesn't really move in the End realm.

The only indication of any time changing is the small spot you made your home, the place Death created with a sun, two trees and a hammock that indicate a passing of time and the changing of seasons.

Currently, it's the spring season, with flowers blooming around you on the patch of grass although there is no smell because it's merely an illusion he created.
It's an illusion just like most of the interior of the house, since he doesn't see a need in decorations but when you first came into this realm, you had starved for some kind of comfort inside this new strange world you were reborn in. 

It was a peculiar feeling, the need for things you never once saw before but felt like you were missing, a bed, blanket, pillow, a room you could call your own - things you never knew but know you wanted, even though you had just been freshly born.