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

♡ We Got Time To Kill ♡

Summary: Summer camp was just getting started and Milo was absolutely pumped, however there was somehow a snowstorm the first night of camp. Now they were stuck in their cabin with a stranger.

A/N: Something I can finally work with!

Day #27: Snowed In

Ah summer, the season of popsicles and pool floats, some might even say the perfect time for romance. That's why Milo went to Camp Spooky, scouting out the perfect candidate for a summer romance underneath the night sky.

They fell asleep on their first night with dreams of campfire chats and secret hookups. However, those dreams were crushed in the morning when they looked out the window to find what appeared to be 5 feet of snow!

Apparently during the night a world-record snowstorm rolled in and destroyed Milo's hopes of having a fun summer. All the campers and counselors were snowed in and were basically told to wait it out; maybe even eat their bunkmate if they got desperate. Luckily Milo had a week's worth of snacks packed to avoid that situation.

On the other side of the same coin, you have Oz. You're a typical anxious mess of a monster, only attending camp because his friends forced him to tag along. Now, he was stuck in a 9x9 foot cabin with a complete stranger; which is arguably his worst nightmare.

Oz basically lived in his books and headphones, completely ignoring the reaper in the bed next to him; and luckily Milo was doing the same. That was until the wifi got knocked out on day two.

Oz still had his books, but Milo was basically nothing without their Instagram. So they tried to find ways to entertain themself, which started with decorating their side of the cabin. After hanging up a few pictures, throwing around fairy lights, and sticking up some stars; the cabin was looking brand new!

Next, they moved on to organizing their and Oz's food storage by color and calorie count. Most of the snacks were brown, which killed off that plan relatively fast.

Then they moved on to taking pictures of the snow, but they felt lost without posting it to their followers.

Just like that, they were completely out of entertainment, and it only took two hours.

Now they were just sitting on their bunk upside down while staring at the stupid glow-in-the-dark stars they put on the ceiling. That was until something else, or rather someone else caught their eye.

Oz was reading a book, not any book, but Famous Last Words. Milo has had a fascination with that book ever since it was written, having the inside scoop of the stories because of their lovely job. Slowly, Milo rotated back to a normal axis and sat normally on their bed.

"Famous Last Words, huh?" Milo asks out and Oz turns to look over to them.

"Oh, are you familiar?" The fearling questions and Milo can't help their laugh before responding, "Oh please, I practically lived through that book darling."

"Cool, are you immortal too?" Oz responds and Milo nods before adding, "I'm also the lovely grim reaper that caused that book to be written."

"No way, so you basically have the inside scoop on all of these people then." Oz jokes and Milo just nods before laughing.

"Yup, though the book is still an amazing read." Milo was silent before adding. "Wait, you're immortal as well?"

"Oh yeah, kinda brushed over that," Oz starts, slightly embarrassed. "I'm the embodiment of fear itself, though that's not nearly as cool as being a grim reaper."

"Shut up, that sounds absolutely fabulous," Milo defends. "I've actually never met another immortal, mostly just demons that are incredibly hard to kill."

"Yeah, come to think of it, I think you're my first as well." Oz states and Milo raises an eyebrow.

"You're first?" They ask and Oz covers his blush with the book.

"W-well not like THAT kind of first, but like the first ever immortal." Oz stutters out and the reaper couldn't help but laugh at the boy's panic.

"Yeah, I would be concerned if you've been around since time itself and still haven't got laid." Milo jokes and Oz just buries his face into the book again.

After that small interaction, the two ended up reading the book together; Milo shares all the dirty secrets while Oz reads out loud to them. Soon, Oz found himself growing more distant from his books and instead favored spending time with his bunkmate.

Milo nearly forgot about their lack of posts whenever they were talking with Oz, which is basically unheard of. The two spent the remainder of their time stuck together, ranking all their snacks, decorating Oz's side of the cabin, reading more books, and even measuring the snow's melt rate.

On the fifth day of camp, Milo woke up to a text notification. Despite the wifi returning, they didn't immediately open their phone to apologize to their fans but instead glanced over to Oz.

He was still completely asleep, not a clue that the snow had melted enough to leave. It might sound corny, but Milo stayed in bed just staring at Oz for a minute or two. He honestly looked breathtaking in the morning light, the sun just barely reflecting off of his pitch-black skin(?).

The moment Oz started stirring awake to the sounds of birds chirping, Milo caught their eyes turning pink and looked away. Pretending to be on their phone, the reaper heard Oz shuffel in his sheets before asking, "Is the wifi back?"

Milo nodded before adding, "The snow has also melted to a couple of inches, so we can probably head out too."

Then the reaper set down their phone and made direct eye contact before asking, "So what do you want to do?"

Oz never responded to the question, but it was clearly understood. Both of them changed out of their pajamas and into more tasteful clothing; including jackets for the cold weather. Before they knew it, they were at the door and Oz nearly opened it before Milo stopped him.

"Promise me," Milo starts, staring Oz directly into his eyes. "Promise me that whatever happens out there, you'll still talk to me."

This caught Oz off guard and he immediately asked, "Why would I stop talking to you, Milo?"

The reaper laughed before saying, "I don't know darling, but when we return to this cabin, please don't shun me out with books again."

"I would never do that Milo," Oz states, trying to convince the enby in front of him.

"Promise?"

"You have my word..."

With that said, the door opened and the two went their separate ways to look for their friend groups. However, Milo couldn't help but think of a certain fearling instead.

When they dreamed of a summer romance, they were thinking of someone that swept them off their feet straight out of a fairytale. Oz was probably the exact opposite of that, however, Milo still fell for him anyway; and time will reveal that Oz fell as well.