King Dice x Reader Oneshots |DISCONTINUED|

Death Needs Desire

Necking + a bit of fluff + d e a t h = this story i guess lol

Synopsis: You are death herself, and everything you touch turns into ashes. Oh boi, why did you even spy/observed KD?
Note: either & for the first time ever,, FIRST POV! Yay!

Enjoy!

(Y/n)'s POV

Death is me. Yup, you heard that right. Well, I'm just a heiress of the deathly throne. There's a few advantages  for being death: First, you can float through anything; Second, you can wear black all day, but having different colors with it is fine for as long black is the dominant color; Third, you can tell the now-deceased people information from how they died to the cause of death.
Now, for the disadvantages: Every living thing you touch, will die; Everyone will be scared of you.

Of course, there will be some people saying that they're not afraid to die, but it's sad when suicidal people say that. But, what can I do? I don't bring life, but death. Anyways, you would expect me to look like a skeleton because that's Death, right? Welp, you're wrong. I'm look human, but that's really my form. Anyways, I would roam around the isle, specifically the places where death took place. But now, I'm invisible to the eyes of everyone because I don't want to be seen by others. There will be chaos. If you're asking why I'm doing this, because I love going to this place. Everyone drinks, smokes & play games, and I guess those unlucky bastards would die. Hah. As I looked down from the ceiling, I overheard a conversation between the Devil & his manager. And one of the words fully caught my attention,

"Ya know Dice, I had this feelin' 'bout another entity in this place for the past days."
"Really, boss? Or yer just imagining weird things 'cause of stress?"
"I'm damn serious 'bout this. And you may like her for she could be yer type!"
"Oh? Lemme hear 'bout that damsel, then."
"But I'll just give ya a hint!"
"Sure, I'll try to guess, boss."
"She brings death."

Hearing the Devil's words, my eyes went wide, and my scream echoed throughout the hallways. I teleported to my throne, regretting my actions, "Holy fuck! They knew I was present all along!" I was getting confused how they were able to- Wait, It's my damn perfume! I shouldn't have sprayed that on me before I left. You see, my perfume has a very strong scent, and can be smelled in a few feet to warn others that death will come. I deeply sighed, and swore to myself that I will never return to that casino again.

Dice's POV

After I heard the scream, I softly laughed to myself, "Such a pity that she made herself obvious." My boss nodded at my statement, "And I guess she must be a grim reaper, am I right?" I asked him as I folded my arms, "Not just any grim reaper, Dice. She's death herself." He held my shoulder and muttered  with mischief, "Wait, are ya tellin' me she will kill me?" But, maybe she doesn't have any intention to bring to my future grave? "Of course not, Dice. I'm tellin' that for I have seen her pretty face." I sighed in relief hearing his words. Pretty face huh? Better find her face to face & she'll be mine.

|Time skip brought to you by cheese|

(Y/n)'s POV

"Come on, (Y/n)! Please accompany to the casino!" My mortal best friend, Alice insisted as I kept on refusing the offer, "No thanks, because I'm kinda tired." "Not even just a little bit?" She pouted as she held on my arm. I rolled my eyes a bit, and sighed, giving up, "Fine." She let out a short squeal when I finally accepted, "But only for drinks, not for games!" I firmly stated at her, "Okay." She replied, feeling a bit disappointed for us not plating games. We then prepared ourselves, and we walked to the casino under the warm evening with moon being the last quarter. I became increasingly nervous in ever step we took, for I don't want to be seen as a suspicious lady in black. And about the perfume, I decided to use the cheap one instead of the deathly. I don't want the patrons getting hella scared to death when they smelled the strong scent.