UT MV Short Stories (Oneshots??)

Hold My Hand, Or Me

"But I still kinda think anything other than sauce and meatballs on spaghetti is weird." Geno finally concluded after what felt like way too long of a rant about spaghetti toppings. His head rested in his friend's lap as he spoke. "I just eat spaghetti no matter what's on it, you picky dork." Reaper teased, making the smaller scoff. "Please, you'll literally only drink coffee if it has a dash of cinnamon, sugar, a little bit of creamer, and the smallest fucking drop of milk."

Reaper's face quickly lit up from embarrassment. "How did you remember all that?!" He exclaimed. Geno just laughed and shrugged. "That's my sexy little secret." Another laugh escaped the glitched skeleton as Reaper flushed and sputtered. Slowly, they fell into a comfortable silence, Geno resting in the god's lap as said god stroked his skull.

It was peaceful. Tranquil. Heartfelt, too, in a strange way. Yet, there was a lingering thought in Reaper's mind. One that made his heart flutter and his non-existent stomach twist. He had been dying to ask it for months now, but his anxiety kept getting the better of him. So he decided to wait and hope his current friend would return his feelings and ask first.

Geno felt Reaper's breathing quicken and his hands begin to shake and casted the god a worried look. He seemed to be spaced out, his eye sockets looking straight ahead into the emptiness of the Save Screen. It was worrying. So, Geno gently put a hand on Reaper's face to get his attention. Thankfully, it worked. They locked eyes.

"Reaper? Is there something wrong?" The glitched skeleton asked quietly. It sent shivers down Reaper's spine and heat to his cheeks. "Uh, no, sorry." He muttered, averting his gaze to the floor. Geno sighed and sat up, turning to face Reaper. "Reaps, I can tell something is on your mind. What's up?" The two sat in silence before Reaper finally whispered, " Could you... Hold m-my hand... O-Or me. Please..?"

Geno couldn't help but laugh, covering his mouth. At first, Reaper felt like he had done something horribly and was ready to leave that instant. But the Geno took Reaper's hand and leaned forward, pecking a light kiss to his cheek, making the other turn a bright blue. "Of course, Reaps. Come here." He said as he opened his other arm for a hug. Considering his height, it was the closest to holding Reaper he'd get. Without a second thought, Reaper lunged at Geno and hugged him as right as possible, crawling in his lap.

The smaller just chuckled and returned the act. "Geno..?" Reaper started, catching the other's attention. "Yes?" "I... I love you, Geno." Geno smiled and put a hand under Reaper's chin and looked into his eyes. "I love you too, Reaper." And he sealed his words with a kiss.

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Notes:
Hrrrng... AfterDeath but Geno knows what he's doing and Reaper is awkward and touch starveddd
My favorite form of AfterDeath 👏👏👏