beetlejuice x reader thingz

one

"please don't go."

i woke up to a face buried into my neck and a pair of arms wrapped around me in a death grip. beetlejuice was clinging onto me for dear life, no pun intended.

i didn't want to wake him up, so i just draped one arm around him and brought the other hand up to run my fingers through his hair, which i noticed was purple this morning. he shifted slightly, nuzzling his face into my neck even further with a content sigh. i brushed his hair aside and kissed his forehead gently.

"gmorning." he whispered. his voice was raspier and more gravelly than usual and i thought it sounded very nice.

"good morning, beetle." i whispered back, gently tracing shapes on his scalp as he hummed under my touch. we stayed like that for a while. "i think we should get up, beetle." i said gently, beginning to shift out of his grasp.

"babes?" he whispered as he lifted his head up to meet my eyes.

"hm?"

"please don't go." his voice seemed sad and tiny, and he clung on to me a little tighter.

i kissed his forehead gently and brought him closer to me.

"i'm not going anywhere."