The Life Series Oneshots

Reunited Once More - 3L 🥀

Okay so, even though I said I can't upload for the next week, I made this one just for you, coming straight from Google Docs!
(Also mainly because I was bored and I can't take this to the computer shop until tomorrow.)

Flower Husbandsssss <3

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He was falling.

Falling from the sky, his eyes blurry.

Was this all real?

Wasn't he dead 5 minutes ago?

Skizz killed him, didn't he?

Scott fell further and further down, he thought he would land, but he didn't.

Yet.

When he had been falling for god knows how long, he heard the whistle of birds, the smell of trees.

He was almost done falling.

Thinking he would fall into a soft bed of grass or his bed were ideal places where he would've wanted to fall into.

Yet, he was pretty sure fate hated him, as he fell into a pond.

His body sunk as he took a moment to process, water going into his nose and mouth as he screamed a cloud of bubbles.

He finally gained enough sense to swim to the top. So, forcing his arms and legs to work, Scott swam up to the surface.

As his head popped up, Scott coughed and coughed, spitting water from his mouth.

Well, that was certainly a great start to death.

Yet, Scott didn't know where he was, until his eyes adjusted to the bright light and he looked around.

He was in front of his home.

No, scratch that, him and Jimmy's home.

But how? Wasn't he dead? He lost all of his lives, he's supposed to be dead, gone forever, in the black ink of the void.

Yet he wasn't.

Was this his afterlife? Was this where he was going to spend the rest of his time until the games ended.

Scott had no idea what was happening, yet, the more intensely he looked, the more their base looked different. Walking inside, Scott was immediately captured by its new beauty, completely different compared to how it looked when he left it for the final time.

"Is this what our base would've looked like if we had more time to finish it?" He asked aloud, walking around the flower field. As he looked at his side of the base, Scott heard footsteps running up to him. He was about to attack, until he remembered that his sword wasn't with him.

Scott felt a pair of arms hug him around his waist, and he turned around.

He thought it would be a random person, but no, it wasn't.

It was Jimmy. His husband.

"Jimmy!? Wha- How!?' Scott cried out. Jimmy just laughed, burying his face in Scott's shoulder.

"Scott, we're dead! Both of us! This is our afterlife, our home! We're together now, just you and me." Jimmy laughed, smiling up at Scott. Scott shook the thoughts of disbelief from his head and smiled as well, kissing Jimmy on the forehead.

"You promise?" He asked.

"I promise." Jimmy answered.

The husbands stayed in their warm embrace by the flower field, until JImmy pulled back.

"Scott, let's go inside and I'll let you change out of your damp clothes. Had a wet start?" Jimmy asked.

"Yeah, you're correct." Scott answered.

As they walked back to Jimmy's base, hand in hand, Scott let out a breath he was holding in.

He was safe now. 

He was with Jimmy, and no one will ever force them apart again.