sweet ~ corpse husband

again?!

The next day I wanted to buy new shoes so I went to the big shopping mall. I roamed around for hours trying to find the right store until I finally found it. It was affordable and had the exact type of shoes I wanted. I tried a few pairs on before I found the right ones and purchased them.

As I walked out of the shop happily with my new shoes, a bushy head of black hair caught my eyes. He was straight ahead of me. But it couldn't be. The head of hair turned around and made eye contact with me.

This had to be some crazy joke.

He looked surprised when he recognised me to say the least. He started walking over to me until he was right in front of me once again.

"Are you stalking me y/n?" Corpse asked.

"I could ask you the same thing." I replied, still in shock.

"So you just coincidentally went to the mall at the same time as me?" He asked suspiciously.
"Yes corpse I coincidentally went to the mall at the same time as you." I said in all seriousness.
"Plus, even if I were to stalk you, I don't even know where you live. Where was I gonna follow you here from?" I continued, trying to prove my point.
"So do you want me to tell you where I live for next time?" He smirked.
"Or do you want me to tell you where I live for other reasons." He winked cheekily.

I could feel my cheeks turn a darker shade and I bit my lip to hide my smile and rolled my eyes at his annoying behaviour.
"Oh shutup, if anything you would stalk me." I told him, trying to regain myself.

"That's true, I'm gonna need your birthplace, current address and parents names." He replied jokingly.

I rolled my eyes once again.

"Your eyes are going to need to be hospitalised at some point for being rolled to much." He said to me.
"It's only because of you." I replied sweetly.
"Aw that's sweet." He cooed.
"Ugh I'm gonna gag." I said dropping the sweet  act.
"Good me too." Corpse said, dropping his.
"So anyways, 'Charlie', when I called you corpse you didn't seem to correct me." I asked suspiciously. The look on his face showed that he had been caught out.

He took a deep breath and sighed.
"Alright you caught me. Charlie isn't a real person." He looked down at his shoes, a bit afraid to admit the truth.
"Wait what's your real name then?" I asked curiously, corpse was obviously his online name but I wanted to know what his real life name was.

"Actually, it's corpse." He looked up as he told me.
"I'm being serious." I told him with a straight face.
"So am i." He told me, returning the same look.
"Wait so your name is actually corpse?" I asked in shock.
"Yep," he admitted.
"I wasn't bothered changing it plus it's not like anyone would believe that my parents would actually name me corpse anyways." He explained.

I nodded in agreement.
"That makes sense, it's really cool, I like it." I smiled.

"Well that's good because if you didn't like it I would have to change my name and that's too much of a hassle." He replied dramatically.

"Oh shutup, I'm trying to be nice to you."
"Wow is is that hard to be nice to me." He said as he pretended to act hurt.
"Yeh it is, you should feel very sorry for me." And now I was pretending to act hurt.

We kept on talking like that until I remembered something.
"So now that I know who you are," I started. "Well not that I didn't already know who you are, you're kind of a terrible liar to the people who aren't as affected by your voice." Shit I was drifting away, back to the topic.
"Anyways, does this mean we can watch the first It movie together?" I asked hopefully. I knew that the second movie had scared him and I could already see that through a screen. I'd love to see his reaction to the scarier, first movie in real life.

"Y/n are you trying to see me all scared?" He asked accusingly.
"What no, why would you think that." I replied innocently but he knew full fucking well that I wanted to see him get scared.
I wondered what his low ass voice would sound like screaming.

At a horror movie.

Not anything else...
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authors note:
IM JOKING GUYS THIS IS A FLUFF STORY,
unless u don't want it to be ;)
JOKING
or am i...
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Would it be like a medium pitch? Imagine if it was really high pitched, but that would be next to impossible. Why the hell was I wondering these things? I only wanted to watch the movie to make fun of him.

"Okay," corpse said slowly.
"Meet at my house at 8:30 tonight, I ll have snacks and blankets." He continued.
I smiled and agreed.
"Text me the address." I told him as I turned around and walked away.
"Bye corpsy." I smirked with my back facing him.

"shutup." He said, annoyed at his new nickname.