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Corpsehalo

Chapter 69!! Haha I used to not know what that meant but now I do! Anyways I'm doing this for my little sister because I love them 😘

Okay enjoy my orphan's, and little sister!

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Corpse had been living with bad for a while, loving the pampering he could get and the endless amount of food with out tinfoil covering it, god he hated tinfoil and he realized that he hated being alone, in a quiet dark house with only his cat and computer to keep him company. Bad enjoyed corpse's company too, he lived alone for a long time after their old roommate has left and he had only lucy to keep them company but that could get lonely too, bad enjoyed cooking for corpse and though it was now dark in the house most of the time bad enjoyed the days spent after video's and streams next to corpse on the couch watching old cartoons or horror's -you can tell who chose what- with snacks around them and in PJ's they loved to wear.

Corpse looked at bad as he chopped meat he realized just how much he found out about the man in the time he has stayed with him, so much that he could argue with dream, ant, and skeppy about it and how much they were incorrect about him. Bad was thought to be tall by some -though even the ones that thought he was short still got it wrong- but they were more like 5'2 or 5'3 not incredibly short but close to it, some thought bad was straight and the ones who didn't think that had no evidence to say what his sexuality really was but as corpse learned that bad went by he/they pronouns and was pansexual along with intersexual but that was mainly a medical condition rather than a sexuality. He found out that they also have a music/art room where he would go and relax when stressed or when he just wanted to paint/play the piano.

Corpse loved watching bad cook and loved the way they hummed as they did, the songs were always soft and like a lullaby you'd sing to a kid -surprisingly to most as bad does listen to rock most of the time- which corpse couldn't help but mumble the words to if he knew it, he loved the way bad smiled when he looked at him as it was filled with nothing but kindness and innocence no matter what his deep forest green eyes held and hid. Corpse smiled "it smells good," he said his deep voice no longer frightening bad so much "what is it?" He asked and bad smiled back at the man "chopped stake with soft potatoes and rolls" they responded putting on an oven mitt to grab the hot pan out the oven not worried about the other food as it was already done, bad tried to get the tinfoil off the pan to place the pan back into the oven but ended up burning his uncovered hand on the hot pan "tsk..ow" they said and as if a chant to call a demon corpse was right beside him with oven mitts taking the pan and sliding the foil off before placing the pan away then swiftly turning to bad "you okay?" He asled taking bad's uncovered hand and looking it over.

Bad chuckled at corpse before sighing "I'm fine corpse, just a small sting, if it was that bad i would have dropped the pan" he said and corpse grunted still holding bad hand but know looking at them "yeah but still, i told you if you need help just ask me. I don't want to to get hurt cooking for me" he said and bad sighed "im cooking for us, and besides if i need anything you're the first i'll go to" he said and smiled which corpse returned. An idea came to corpse's head and his face went red but he still went through with it, he brought bad's hand up and placed a kiss where the burn was, bad's face also went beat red but he tried to stay a bit calm "t-there all better" corpse said looking at bad only to see bad had stopped working, corpse laughed and bad snapped out of it "y-yeah, thanks corpse"  they said face still red.

Bad sat at his computer looking over the set of code trying to find the bug -though he was starting to wonder if there was one because they've been staring at the set of code for what felt like hours- that was messing up the animation for Mr. beasts intro, corpse walked in the room and seeing bad sitting in the old, most likely, uncomfortable gaming chair made him slightly upset, after bad had finished dinner and set it all out they had got a call from Mr Beast asking for help as his editor was sick and coulodn't do it. Bad had happily excepted as Mr beast was a roll model to them -even if they said he was just a friend- so he would help him do anything, it made corpse's stomach twist at the idea of Mr. Beast getting closer to bad and bad looking up to him but he tried to push that feeling away "bad. You need to eat, it's been two hours" he said and bad hummed clearly not listening to what he was saying, corpse sighed that turned into a groan before he walked over to the small man in the chair and pulled the old chair away from the desk "wha- corpse?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Bad asked not liking the feeling of the chair moving underneath them. Corpse stopped moving the chair and turned it to face him "eat. You need to eat" he said sternly as he never took bad's physical and mental health as a joke "okay I will, but I have to finish this first" he said though corpse didn't let them move from the chair "no.now, not later" he said and bad looked slightly down. 

Did corpse feel bad for forcing bad to do something? Yes, he always did. But did he regret it when bad's health was in the balance? No. Corpse cared for bad a lot, always remembering the first week when he got here finding that bad would make himself food but in the end just eat some snacks and throw the health, delicious food away. Corpse cared a lot for bad just as bad cared a lot for corpse, it wasn't a bad thing but sometimes they got into arguments about it both having very different ways to show that they were worried for the other. 

Bad looked in corpse room, cracking the door slightly. Bad's eyes were red and puffy and his throat hurt slightly, corpse was up and hearing his door open he looked over to find bad standing in his doorway seeming to try and make themselves smaller "bad?" He asked and bad shuffled in sniffling slightly before standing still "hey you okay?" Corpse asked and bad shook his head feeling tears come to their eyes, bad would usually get like this when really upset and his like this a lot, like last week when he was sent a very sad video of a dog and came to corpse, Lucy, and bingus crying. Corpse opened his arms and bad shuffled over to him occasionally standing on his tip toes along the way, bad sat next to corpse before flopping into his chest crying while corpse wrapped his arms around them and rubbed bad's back. Both men weren't to found of being touched, bad would push past the uncomfortable feeling to make his friends feel better while corpse was only content to people he truly cared about, dispite the slight uncomfortableness of the hug and hand rubbing their back bad found he enjoyed corpse's hugs even if they didn't want to be touched. 

Bad had ended up crying himself to sleep and instead of trying to carry the smaller back to his room corpse moved the blanket on his bed and adjusted himself and bad before pulling the blanket up over both of them and corpse pulled bad closer and spooned them taking in the warmth he gave "goodnight bubble wrap" he said softly.

He'll ask them what happened in the morning.