After telling the reaper named Grell that you're living in the funeral parlor he started to act all strange then ran off as soon as you reached the front door.
Weird or not, you were thankful for him and for what he has done for you. Many would've left you there, underdressed and soaked with blood.
However, you were safe now. The only thing you had to worry about was Undertaker, but it was still before sunrise so he probably didn't even notice that you were gone, if he is home at all.
You opened the door and stepped into the candlelit shop.
Undertaker was standing in the middle of the room, examining your nightgown in his hands before looking your way.
As soon as he did, his body stiffened and the nightgown dropped from his hands.
Your body froze in a way you never thought was possible. Even though you couldn't see his eyes his gaze numbed all your senses.
His lips parted slightly like he was about to say something but you were faster.
'I-It's not my blood!!' you blurted out anxiously. You didn't even know which part to explain first. The blood, his shirt or the pantyhose torn apart at your knees.
'Are you hurt anyhow?' was all he asked on a much calmer tone than you expected. He was worried, you could tell, but kept his cool. '..because if you are we better fix it up right away.'
'No, I'm fine..' you sighed as you took a few steps closer to him, but the smaller the distance between you, the harder it was to bare his piercing eyes on you. Now was the only time your were thankful that you couldn't see his eyes. There was something insanely dangerous about his aura, but he kept it all inside.
'Alright then..' he sighed 'You look freezing. Here, take this.' he took off his robe and gently placed it over your shoulders. The feeling warmed you up instantly, but as you glanced back at him, the sight made your heart sink into your stomach, and below.
He was wearing all black, shirt tucked into his pants, highlighting his indescribably alluring shape. He was perfectly sculpted at every inch. He was a living masterpiece.
'Now come, let's sit down. I'll make some tea.' he said, taking you by your b hand which was covered in dried blood, but he didn't seem to mind at all as he was taking you upstairs, leading you into the kitchen. Letting go of your hand, he started preparing the tea while you took a seat.
'Where were you?' he asked without looking at you.
'I-' you started but then you remembered that the only reason why you left was because of him. No, this won't do. This won't do at all.
'Where were you?..' you asked back, something you wanted to know desperately.
'That's really unimportant right now..' he shook his head while handing you a warm cup of tea.
'It is not to me.' you replied while watching him sit down, he moved so freely yet gracefully, it still didn't fit in your head why does he cover himself all the time. 'I know it may sound silly, but I'll only tell you mine if you tell me yours.'
He stopped and just looked at you for a moment, trying to read you but saw no sign of weakness in your expression so he just let out a sigh.
'Very well, if that's how you want it..' he fixed his tie a bit while you were hungrily waiting for whatever he is going to say.
'Have you ever heard of The Aristocrats of Evil ?' he asked before taking a sip of his tea.
'The highly exclusive group of villainous nobles?' you raised your eyebrows in curiosity 'Yes, it is a common myth in the underworld.'
'What if I told you that it's not just a myth..' he smiled softly. Is he playing games with you right now? You couldn't tell but if half the rumors you heard were true, Undertaker was a dead man and you couldn't bare the thought.
'Please tell me you are joking, those people are way out of our league. They are literally owning the underworld, the worst of worst are pissing their pants when hearing their name.' you said before taking a big sip of tea to calm yourself down.
Undertaker laughed 'Then I believe I've done a pretty good job in leading them.'
You choked on your tea so hard you got tears in your eyes.
'Oh dear, are you alright?' he asked while patting your shoulder tenderly.
'Not quite sure.' I will need a few days to stomach this.. and THAT. 'Strange as it may sound but that's only the second craziest thing I've acknowledged today.'
you admitted with a light chuckle.
'Please enlighten me in the first one, darling. I'm just dying to find out.' he said on a deeper, more seductive voice while leaning closer.
'I've met a Grim Reaper.'
