Quick A/N: NOW I know what your thinking: "WAIT-- DO I VOTED MAH STUFF JUST TO GIT SOMETHING ELSE?!"
Well.. no. Im saving those votes for "AfterDeath One- Shots," coming out after this book finishes!
Anyways back to the story.
Astraphobia
A fear of storms.
Geno watched eagerly as he saw water dripping down the window pane he sat onto. When monsters were free, Geno, Death, and the others moved upwards near Mt. Ebott. And surprisingly enough, Geno had a "teeny tiny," crush on Death.
"What are you doing up there?" Geno looked down to find Death, smirking as Geno felt his cheeks burn. "N-Nothing. I just like.. the rain." Lied Geno. It took Death a few minutes before he shurgged. "Alright," all he said. Geno brushed it pff and watched the gray clouds. Drip. Drip. Drip. Geno sighed unhappily. He just.. didn't like storms.
Then a CRASH wus heard, and nearly scared Geno out of his skin, if he had any. He fell off the window pane. Usually, the window pane was Genos favorite spot. He was the knoy person who can get up there without using ladders or stairs, despite Death, and it was the only place he can have some privacy (curtains blocking everyone vision off of him). He thought he might break his skull. But, he ended up something even more terrible than he could even imagine.
"Uhh.. Geno?" Geno open his eyes to find him on the floor with Death, who was bridal holding him. His face was like HELL at that time. "S-Sorry.. I just.." The rain scared him, but now like this? He could feel the pressure higher and higher each second. His tears were starting to threaten to spill. He slowly got up and backup a little. He was terrified, but he wonder if he ruined his friendship with Death.
Death gave him a concerned look,"Are you okay Geno?". But his eyes fooled him. They told him,"Death looked at you with a disgusted face. 'Are.. Are you gay? Ew. Thats disgusting.'" (*Is dying while writing these homophobic words.*)
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Geno stepped back even further. He fake a smile, it hurts, it burned holes into to him, but he didn't care. "I need to go use the restroom." His voice cracked.
"Geno.."
"'Why? To use my restroom so you can get rid of your gayness? No thanks.'"
His tears flowed down. Times ticking.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
He couldn't stand it anymore. He ran as he stood up, but he felt a strong grip preventing him to go. He was pulled back to meet a warm hug. His eyes blurred,
He looked back at Death. Death cupped his face and asked it more softly, and his voice went lower. "Geno, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Geno said as he tried to pried Death hands from his cheekbones.
"I-I'm fine.."
Death looked into his eyes and hug him tighter,
"I know your not."
{Don't we all those moments and wonder if someone can catch you before you fall? Or when you say "I'm okay," but when your not? Sorry I think I'm becoming a sadistic whoopsies}
Geno froze. What? "Geno.. your lying to me." Death seemed to be hurt. Had he lost trust in Geno? "I..I--" CRASH! "I'm really scared of storms and I thought you were going to be mad that I like you!!" Geno screamed, his ears flowing in a endless cycle. Death froze. "I knew it." Genk whispered shakily. "I'm so sorry. It's my fault." Then Geno raced upstairs, and locked the bathroom.
Disgraced. Geno tried to think happier times, but it just drove him down into insanity.
He was never gay, he loved Life.
Don't be such an idiot.
Haha, you been friend-zoned.
Geno couldn't take it anymore. He open the drawers. He heard pounding on the door. "Geno!!" The voiced cried. But he couldn't hear it, because the voices in his head wouldn't go away.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Go kill yourself, gay. And Geno listen. He didn't know why, but the pain hurts. "Dam it, I should never leave my dam razors in my bathroom!" A muffled cry was heard as they kept banging on the door. Geno grabbed the razor. He made marks on his bones, and it hurts.
Pain will always be in your blood, get use to it.
Hours later Geno woke up from his nap on the floor. Blood was everywhere, but it wasn't like he cared. He got up, and put everything away. He didn't bother to look up at himself, he hated himself anyways. Geno open the door. He smelled good food, and went downstairs.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Geno saw Death poking at his food, maybe waiting for him. He silently ate with Death. Not wanting to talk to anyone, Death headed up stairs, leaving Geno down on the table. It was so quiet. Geno then broke down. He choked on sobs, gasping for air. It hurts, he kept thinking, but his own thought was drowned with other voices. But he didn't know someone was broken from his sobs as well. He finally "got over" his trauma and went upstairs. Just because he thought he was mentally hated by his crush, it doesn't mean he didn't care for him anymore.
Geno respected Death side of view. He just didn't like it how he just crashed his friendship with Death into a million pieces. I'll just make sure he's okay and I'll leave... and maybe even.. kill my self later. He thought it was the perfect plan.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
When he got to Death room, he saw Death's back was turned. Geno felt his tears sliding down from his eyes. CRASH! And another lighting was heard not to far. He slowly backed out. But he was gripped by the waist with the same pair of strong arms. Geno was pulled back. He yelped a little, who then looked where he is. He was in the bed with Death, hugging him. It stay like that for what seemed like years.
"You used my razors, did you?" Geno shivered, but didn't say anything. Death sighed shifting their position. (Death made them sit up,) Death gently grabbed Geno's wrist, who was trying to escape both Death and his eyes. But Death didn't let him. And when he saw Geno's wrist, he saw loads on cuts on them. Geno looked away. Geno choked on tears, it was painful again. He felt his heart pounding badly when Death looked into his own eyes. "Why are you so afraid of me?" Death asked. Geno tried to say something,"I--I don't.. --I don't know I-I c-can't.." Death then made the next move. He kissed Geno on the lips. Geno was scared, bit he hesitated and slowly kissed back.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
When they broke away, Death cupped one of Geno's cheek and held onto Geno's shivering hand. "Don't be scared, Hon. I fell in love with you ever since I met you. I know you want to talk, but don't try, because I know what your trying to say. I'll keep you close tonight and I'll sing sweet nothings into your ear while you fall asleep, okay?"
Geno nodded, baffled by what he just gone through. The voices, where there, but they died down. And so did the rain. Death lay both of them down, cuddling, and rubbed circles onto Geno's back. He sings and said sweet nothings into Geno's ear. When Geno fell asleep, Death smiled, pulling the covers on both of them, yawning,
"Good night sweetheart."
The end.
A/N: OOHHHH BOY! I almost killed myself when I wrote all of those homophobic voices. F*cK OFF YOU DAM VOICES AND LET GENO BE GAY
But anyways, hope your ready for the the last chapter, the epilogue.
(Cough, cough, unless you guys want to see Death's pov off Astraphobia cough cough gags--)
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