Reaper let out a small sigh, leaning back as he wrapped one of his wings around Geno. "Hey, Angel, do you mind if I actually nap for a bit? I didn't get much sleep last night.."- he asked sheepishly. Geno nodded, blushing a bit due to the sudden contact. "Yeah, of course. Go for it."- he replied.
The reaper man took off his hood. "Thank you..."- he said. Death closed his eye sockets and leaned his skull on top of Geno's shoulder. The undead skeleton leaned his skull on top of Reaper's, knitting quietly as the two sat together on the floor of the Saving Screen.
[ ★•·Time Skip·•★ ]
A few hours later, the God of Death finally woke up. He rubbed his eye sockets with a muffled groan before looking over at the other skeleton. "Geno..?"- he mumbled. Geno was still knitting when Reaper woke up, smiling ever so slightly.
Once he realized he was awake, he looked over. "Oh! I, uh, didn't know you were awake."- he said, setting the knitting hooks down. "How'd you sleep?"- he asked softly. Death sat up, his wings fluttering slightly. "I slept quite peacefully actually..."- he said with a sigh. "Thank you." Geno simply nodded. "You're welcome. Your scarf is almost ready by the way."- he replied.
Reaper chuckled. He seemed a bit more awake now. "You're making me a scarf?"- he asked. The half-dead skeleton nodded, stretching. "Yeah, it's probably going to be done by tomorrow."- he answered. Reaper smiled, humming a bit. "Can't wait."- he mumbled quietly.
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