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

Chapter 81

"Do you know how to sew?"

You blink a few times.

"What?"

"Do you know how to sew?" Alex asks again, looking at you very expectantly.

The question itself isn't weird at all. It was pretty common for Alex to find a new hobby every few months while being stuck inside and having nothing to do besides classes, but you haven't ever seen him this... excited about it. The second you had walked into the house and turned the corner Alex was in front of you, placing his hands on your shoulder to ask.

"Uhm... Yes? Not well, not too well, though." You could barely finish your sentence before you were being dragged around the house, not upstairs to his room but to the very back of the first floor. You follow him as he leads you through the house, hand gripping your shirt.

He lead you into the room, which was full of comfortable furniture and paintings on the walls. A giant window was on the side with large white curtains covering it, but the light still managed to get through. There were a few plants, all were dead, and a dusty chandelier with no light bulbs.

You looked around. "I haven't been in this room before." You tell him. He grins. "I know. All the boxes and stuff, they-" He pauses. "This is where they make clothes. They keep the fabric and all the supplies here, and I was exploring the other day and I found it, so I-" He pauses, turning around and walking to a huge box in the corner of the room. There are a few items on it, which he picks up carefully and sets on a chair near it. He opens one of the compartments to the box and pulls out a few books, then walks back to you and lets them all fall to the table in front of you with a thud.

"I taught myself how to sew. It's really easy, you know." You caught a glimpse of his hands and grab one of them, bringing them up to look at his fingertips.

"And you didn't prick yourself once?" He gives you one of the rare and accomplished smiles that he didn't give anyone else. "Only a few times, but they didn't even bleed. And so, I wanted to... Okay, well, don't laugh, because the first few that I made were pretty awful, but..." He trails off, looking at a bag. Without waiting for him to grab the bag, you walk towards it and sit down in the large chair. You bounce a little.

You open the bag quickly, and pick the first thing on top. It's a rabbit, which is just different fabrics sewed together to make a large and flimsy/flat rabbit with a little stuffing, which you suspect to be other fabrics that were ugly colors Alex didn't want to use.

It's cute. Like, really cute. The eyes are big and black, and the thread that he used to make a smile on the rabbit near the pink nose is kind of falling out, but it's still really cute. You grin. "You made this?" You glance up at him.

His cheeks are pink, but he's watching you with some sort of awe on his face. He nods slowly, glancing down at the bag.

For the next few minutes you go through it, finding all different kinds of animals that are sewed together. Some have buttons for eyes, like the rabbit, and others just have fabric to make different things. You find a pig with a Christmas hat, and honestly, you are having the time of your life looking at all these things that Alex has made.

He's made things from scratch before. He made bracelets for a few months, and you still have a small box full of them. He used to paint a lot, even if they weren't good, and you both wrote on the backs of them about different memories you wish you didn't have and burned them in the early hours of the morning when it was still dark and nobody would find you, let alone look.

"These aren't bad, you know. You can see the improvement from the earliest to the most recent." You held up what you assume was his first one, because it was both funny and awfully done, of a really small rabbit that didn't really look at all like a rabbit. He takes a seat next to you in the big chair.

"I wanted to do one with you. Like, make each other some clothes or something, I don't know." You grin.

"Make me a bee. I'll make you a... frog," You decide.

So, for the next hour or two, you sew. He teaches you a few basic stitches, and you cut out fabric in different shapes and sew them together, stuff them with a few random colors you aren't going to use (including a very dark blue), and sew buttons for the eyes.

In the end, you finish way before Alex does, and when you watch him you understand why. He's careful and slow, possibly even gentler than he is with you.

"I've never seen you so proud of something before." Alex mumbles as you show off your frog.

"Well, I did a good job for my first time, no?" You ask, leaning forward and dropping the frog in his lap. You take the bee from him and look at it. It's chunky and large, but adorable. "You did." Alex agrees, observing your work.

"Well, I'm so glad you think so." You hear a very distant shout from another room across the main floor, and you and Alex make eye contact. "Dinner," You both guess at the same time, and you grin. "Is it okay if I stay the night tonight? I want to try something." Alex raises an eyebrow, but doesn't object. You stand up and stretch, hearing many different things pop in place. Alex grimaces but does the same, cracking way more things than you did. "Show off. I never understood how you did that." He smirks.

"A magician never tells his secrets."

"You are not a magician!"

"Says who?"

"Me!"