Geno's smile was wide and curious. He laid down on the grass and smelt it's fresh dewy scent. The blades swiftly fell between his fingers as he brushed the soft ground.
It started with a smile, then a laugh. Soon enough he was laughing so hard he cried. Geno was finally free, for once in many cold and quiet years of his own voice echoing through nothingness. He was happy.
Reaper watched, careful to only step on lifeless stones and rocks, for he did not want Geno to see the first life that he had experienced in years dying at the feet of the one he loved.
"Thank you so so much!" Reapers head turned to see Geno's wild eyes staring at him, almost shining. "It-" reaper started. "It's really no big deal... aha.." Reaper said, trying to hide his blushing face. Geno rolled around in the grass and smelt the flowers.
"There's so much life here! So many things to see..." Geno paused. "I'm so glad I get to see all of this with you by my side, Reaper." Geno smiled, blushing at Reaper. Reaper grinned wide, staring into Geno's happy eyes.
"I wouldn't want to spend time with anyone else, Geno... My flower." Reaper said, flirting. Geno rolled his eyes, his face reddened.
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One Touch (AfterDeath)
FanfictionDay after day, Geno was left alone in the void. He often thought about how he was better off dead, that was until he was actually face to face with it. Reaper had one job, yet he couldn't even go through with it... Not when his job was to kill some...
