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

♡ One Last Dance ♡

Summary: Milo and Oz can't help but reminisce on their journey while slow dancing at Prom.

A/N: Finally, and it only took me till the end of July lol

Day #28: Slow Dancing

The music was slow and somber as monsters paired off to slow dance, some of which included Milo and Oz. They did it... they finally made it to Prom. It seemed nearly impossible with the amount of bullshit they had to deal with this year- hell throughout their entire relationship.

Despite all of that, they still found themselves in each other's arms on the dance floor of the long-awaited Prom! Absolute chaos was happening around them; Damien was beating up this poor monster and Vera was trying to recruit for her cult. However, Milo and Oz just focused on each other.

Milo smiled to themself as they swayed back and forth, thinking back to the times at Camp Spooky when they and Oz were at each other's throats. It's so funny to think back on how they met; Oz absolutely despised the Reaper, but that clearly changed at some point.

"What're you smiling about?" Oz asks Milo over the music and the reaper looks up to the boy.

"Do you remember that night at Camp Spooky?" Milo questions as Oz looks off for a second before responding, "You're gonna have to be a bit more specific."

With a laugh, Milo clarifies, "That night after the first week of camp when you had too much to drink?"

"Oh, the one when I went at you for literally no reason?" Oz asks with a laugh, remembering how much he hated Milo at the time

"Yup that's the one," Milo says. "I still can't believe we started out that way, darling."

"Yeah, things have definitely changed... remember when we kissed on the rooftop a couple of weeks later?" Oz adds on and he watches as Milo's eyes and heart turn pink.

"How exactly could I forget, but remember how scared we were after! We basically reset our friendship and pretend it never happened!" The reaper shouts out and Oz laughs.

"And I still had feelings for you so I wrote those sappy love poems, all because I was too scared to tell you." Oz laughs.

"Hey, that might be more unreasonable than your fear of rain." Milo teases and Oz was quick to defend himself; going off about how it's a valid fear and just because he's made of fear doesn't make him immune to his own.

Milo just stared into his eyes while he rambled off; the reaper didn't say it a lot, but they genuinely loved and admired Oz so much. Their entire life they've been too scared to love someone for whatever reason; maybe it made them feel vulnerable or made because they were immortal.

However, Oz changed that. Not only was he another immortal, but he was genuinely one of the sweetest monsters Milo has ever met. Sure, he can get stuck in his head sometimes, but so does the Reaper. Whenever they were having a bad day, they could always count on Oz to cheer them up and help them find a solution to their problem.

"Milo?" Oz asks in a semi-concerned tone, tilting the reaper's jaw up to look at them.

The reaper snaps out of their thoughts before responding, "Oh sorry darling, I spaced out again."

Oz just pulls them closer as they continue swaying on the dance floor of the crowded high school gym. Oz didn't even think to look around at his classmates; all he cared about was Milo in the current moment.

"What," Milo starts, cutting themself off and trying to phrase their question better. "What's next?"

"What do you mean?" Oz asks while reaching his arm up for Milo to spin.

"What do you think is next, what's going to happen after this?" Milo asks again, and they both go silent before Oz responds, "Not sure, basically anything could happen."

"Like what?" "Well, we could both go to college and deal with 'adult' problems like power outages and getting blackout drunk." Oz suggests and Milo laughs out.

"Oh yeah, and then after we graduate we can attend some stupid red carpet events and become the best power couple online." Milo adds on, and Oz laughs before continuing, "Yeah, if you're fans found out you were dating me, I would be ripped to shreds."

"Oh, okay then wise guy, what else do you see in the future?" Milo asks and Oz picks them up by the waist and spun them around, lightly laughing while doing so.

"You and I can share a small apartment despite literally being rich," Oz starts again and Milo wraps their arms around his neck. "We can open a small bakery, sell merch to your fans, maybe open a couple more shops, and take care of each other during our highs and lows."

With that, the fearling set Milo down and the reaper took that opportunity to dip the boy. It took Oz very off guard but he wasn't exactly complaining about it. Milo's eyes were a deep pink, nearly red, as they made eye contact with their boyfriend. Milo feels as though they'll never forget this moment. They will always remember this, the exact spot they were standing in, the exact music playing.

"I think I like that future." They say before leaning down and kissing Oz. They felt as though they were revisiting their memories; transported back to the time the two were on the cabin's roof, or the classroom after giving Oz his poems back in the bouquet. Milo just felt everything again, and they were certain Oz did too.

When they parted, Milo instinctively put their foreheads together and the two almost immediately started laughing. They couldn't help it, they were just two idiots in love at Prom. The slow-dancing music was long gone now, but the two didn't seem to notice as they stood up again.

"I love you Milo." Oz says through his laughs and Milo smiles before hugging Oz and responding, "Thank you, I love you too darling."

The night was a blur after that, both of them danced the night away and lived up some of their last days of high school. They knew there were gonna be some rough patches down the road, but they knew they could deal with them when they showed up.

What only matters is this current moment; and right now the two were young and unafraid, more than ready to start.