Amantes mortem (Beetlejuice x reader)

5- Secrets and glass

I woke up bleary-eyed. I was alone on the same couch with him. Lydia had gone up to bed sometime after I fell asleep. I took this chance to get a better look. I shuffled my position so I was close to Beej. He wasn't bad looking, squarish face with green and brown hair. I felt my heart skip a beat. I'm probably just anxious he'll wake up nothing weird... I have to admit he has an odd charm. His eyes opened as he smirked.

   "Jeez babes we just met but I'm ready if you are." He said. I tilted my head confused looking down. Only then to realize the position I was in. Quickly yelped moving back to sit on the couch as he let out a gruff laugh. My breath was ragged in panic and embarrassment as I looked away quickly.

  "I haven't seen anyone's face that red since that time with the succubus!"  I only huffed looking away. This man has no shame! But I silently chuckled, it was amusing at the same time. I looked back, something had caught my attention. There were marks around his neck. I hadn't noticed before...

  "Hey, Beej what's that around your neck ?" I asked wearily as it didn't look like it is the most pleasant of topics. His rough hands reached up to caress the rough area around his neck as his features saddened. He paused chuckling softer than normal.

  "Lets uh...not worry about that right now kid !" He said but his voice was soft and carried a different tone. His throat's full of glass. I decided to lighten up the mood by attempting to joke.

  "Why do you seem so embarrassed it's not like their hickeys."  I drug my finger along with the subtle marks. He snatched my hand quickly and gave a rough growl. It was startling but I backed off knowing my boundaries. I looked back to the screen noticing it had turned to the blue screen saver. Getting up I went to the shelf shuffling through the DVDs eventually choosing one. looking at the clocking seeing it was only 10, I put in a movie. "13 Ghost." 

I sat back beside him on the couch noticing his eyes were widened. I smiled softly putting a hand on his shoulder, Signaling him to relax.  He chuckled and joked,

"Man, Babes no one's touched me like this sense my funeral!" His sharp demon-like canines peeked through his smiling lips. I froze. Man that,...that joke was sorta morbid. I chuckled along as we started to watch while I'd occasionally hear a loud roar of laughter, gasp along with a shout, or terrified girlish shriek from the man beside me.

As the movie came to a close I heard a soft snore slipping tiredly out from Beetle juice's lips. I giggled letting him rest on my shoulder as he did me, turning off the TV and nodding off.

                                                  "Night Bug Boy."