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

♡ Fame and Fear ♡

Summary: Milo got invited to a red carpet event and invited Oz as their plus one. Oz was stressed out over the event, considering he didn't know how to act, but Milo reminded him of a simple fact.

A/N: 12 minutes late, that's finnneeeee...

Day #16: Established "I Love You"

   
    Milo was one of the many influencers nominated for an award at the Screamy's, and they were ecstatic about their first awards show. They were also given the opportunity to invite a plus one, so they immediately asked their fiance Oz if he would like to accompany them. Oz agreed but didn't really understand what he was signing up for.

The reaper almost immediately started planning their outfit for the event, along with their speech if they did win their award. Oz was lacking behind, avoiding anything related to the event out of fear, which led to him having a panicked shopping spree with Milo a week before their flight to the show.

Oz ended up with a pure black suit with yellow seams, which created the perfect separation of the garments. He lucked out with the outfit, but he still had to figure out a thousand other things, which he didn't even know how to start on.

Before he knew it, he was pacing around his hotel room while on the verge of a mental breakdown. He was scrolling through his Pinterest rapidly through makeup, hair, and nail ideas and he just couldn't find anything that would work... and the award show was in less than 12 hours.

Milo left to go get their nails done, so Oz was all alone; and oh boy, did his brain abuse that loneliness. He noticed his phone started shaking, or rather his hand, or maybe even the room. He felt as though his own brain was suffocating him and he was on the brink of death, but he wasn't able to die.

So he just paced around the room, lungs short of breath and eyes full of tears for lord knows how long. Eventually, Milo's nails were complete and they headed back to the hotel room almost immediately. They knew today was going to be rough for Oz considering he was a relatively anxious monster; he barely survived the flight to the show, never mind the show itself.

Milo was concerned for Oz and they almost canceled their nail appointment to stay with him, but Oz insisted they go. During the entire appointment, Milo couldn't shake the gut feeling that something was seriously wrong, and when they entered their hotel room, the feeling was affirmed when they saw Oz.

The reaper stopped the fearling in his tracks by trapping him into a hug, which caused Oz to fall to the ground with Milo. Both on the ground now, Milo positioned them to be leaning against the edge of the hotel room bed.

"Shhh, Oz it's okay... just try and breathe for me, alright?" Milo whispers into the boy's ear while combing their new nails through his hair.

As Oz tried to study his breathing, he buried his head into Milo's chest and the reaper couldn't help but curse themself for leaving him alone. They knew something like this would happen, of course Oz wouldn't want them to worry about him, how could they be this stupid?

While Milo was internally degrading themself, Oz finally started to calm down, his heart beating only slightly faster than normal. Milo was too caught up in their own head to even notice their boyfriend calmed down, which Oz couldn't help but stress about.

"Milo?"

"Yes, Darling?" Milo muttered, slowly snapping out of their thoughts and remembering the situation at hand. They held Oz closer to their chest as if to ground themself before adding, "What happened, how can I help?"

"I just started stressing out over... everything really," Oz explains with a slight, pitiful laugh for himself before continuing. "I just realized I'm not ready for anything related to the show. I don't know what I have to look like, act like, move like, pose like I... I just don't know."

"Oz, don't worry about that stuff, I don't know what I'm doing either," Milo mutters while rubbing the boy's back in a repetitive manner. "I'm just following the example of my friends, we don't know together darling, it's okay."

Oz felt tears rising in his eyes again before whispering, "I'm sorry..."

"Don't," Milo started, sitting up while slightly raising their voice. "Don't apologize, okay? You don't have to apologize Ozzie, you have nothing to apologize for."

"I mean," Oz started and he could feel the glare Milo was giving him for trying to fight them on this. "I'm sorry you have to deal with my stupid anxiety while you're dealing with your own. I should've just never agreed to be your plus one, I'm sorry."

The boy's eyes started to tear up again and Milo wiped the tears away from his face, in an attempt to calm themself and their boyfriend down. They hated when Oz got onto himself like this, the fearling didn't deserve to deal with even more added stress to his life.

"Hey Oz," Milo whispers while playing with Oz's hair again; they got a small sniff in response. "Do you remember what I said to you when I proposed?"

How could Oz forget, it was their high school reunion at Spooky High, and they both snuck off to the library where they would always skip class together. When they got there, there was a scavenger hunt set up for Oz to solve and when he got to the end he was in the gym, in the exact same spot he and Milo danced at Prom. Then Milo got down on one knee and said...

"As cheesy as this sounds, I want you around me for the rest of my immortal life. No matter what happens, I will always be there for you. I love you Oz, no matter what..."

"Exactly," Milo whispers after Oz recites the quote perfectly. "So long as that ring is around your finger, I will always be there to support you; no matter how big or small the issue."

Milo left a kiss on Oz's head while the boy looked down at his engagement ring. Milo truly couldn't have picked out a better one; it was a gold band with black stones shaped like Oz's phobias in the middle.

"Thank you, Milo... I love you." Oz mutters while looking up, making eye contact with the magenta eyes of his partner.

"No problem, I love you too darling. So long as that ring is around your finger, I'll remind you of that fact every day." After the sappy speech, Oz pulled Milo into a kiss, and time felt paused for a minute.

As much as Milo would've loved to stay in that moment forever, there was an award show in less than ten hours, and they would rather be caught dead than unprepared. So, after making sure Oz was okay again, Milo started getting ready along with the boy.

Milo looked breathtaking with the dress-like trench coat they picked out in their signature magenta color, even more so with the golden jewelry and makeup they added to the look. After they were done, they helped Oz out with his makeup, which they ended up basing off his engagement ring.

The corner of his eyes were painted gold, which slowly got separated into little phobias. Oz and the phobias all appreciated the makeup, and before they knew it, the time arrived.

Oz and Milo were bombarded with flashing lights and a bright red carpet. Milo was a natural when it came to the pictures due to their many photo shoots, however, Oz much preferred to be behind the camera. Milo took notice of his nervous posture and took Oz's hand, whispering him modeling tips on the carpet; very last minute if you ask me.

However, Oz didn't mind and started taking the tips into consideration. Turns out, Oz is just really bad at modeling. Milo couldn't help but laugh at their partner before wrapping their arm around his waist in order to comfort him if needed. Oz just laughs before kissing the top of Milo's head and leaning closer into them.

Looking back on that day, Milo can't even remember if they won the award, all they could remember was that feeling they felt on that red carpet. Despite the several cameras and their popular peers behind them, they couldn't help but only focus on their amazing boyfriend. They already have everything they need, who cares about some stupid award?