Corpse Husband - One shots

Broken glass

gender neutral , hope you enjoy :))

Night is meant for sleeping... yeah ok but also to waste your time on the internet.

It was a regular Saturday night, you were alone in your apartment, and while you could have been sleeping, you were actually watching a tutorial on how to make your hamster do a back flip (you didn't own a hamster).

You where captivated by the video when a notification popped up on your screen. You saw Corpse's name appear, and you smiled. Corpse was a friend you had met at volley ball and that you shared a few classes with. Even if you didn't know him that much, you guys talked from time to time, and although he had seemed a little intimidating at first, you had realized quickly that he was actually very fun to be around.

You opened the text :

"Hey y/n, sorry to bother you, but are you doing anything important rn?"

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued

"except if you think that watching cute hamsters attempt to do tricks is important, then no, not really"

"why?"

He didn't take long to answer:

"I might or might not have cut my hand with a piece broken glass, and I might or might not need help right now because I have nobody to call and nothing to fix my hand"

"What a responsible adult.."

"Text me your address and I'm on my way"

You got up and went to get your first aid kit, and checked the address he had sent you. Surprisingly, it was not far away at all from your own place. You were about to leave when you realized you were still in your pajamas. You quickly changed into something more appropriate (because unicorn pants aren't the best way to get a guy, trust me I know), and left with your bike (cause we're saving the planet and burning calories).

You arrived a few minutes later in front of a tall building, entered the code Corpse had sent you and went up the stairs.

When you finally arrived in front of his door, you paused. You realized you had never been alone with him, and wondered if he would act differently. Before you got too caught up in your thoughts and started to overthink everything, you knocked on the door firmly.

You heard some shuffling inside, keys being turned, and the door unlocked, revealing a rather agitated Corpse.

"Uh hey, I put toilet paper on my cut because it had started to leak everywhere, and repainting my room in red was not in my plans for tonight so..."

You giggled seeing his embarrassment and walked in after him.

 "Do you have a sink or something like that where we could wash you wound? I brought some antiseptic and bandages."

He led you into his bathroom and sat down, reaching out his hand towards you. You couldn't stop yourself noticing how he looked like a little child that had gotten himself into trouble.

You unwrapped the paper around his hand, put it carefully under the tap water and gently stared removing the blood that had gathered around the wound.

"Tell me if it hurts ok?" 

You cleaned the wound, thankfully no piece of glass had got stuck in it, and you bandaged it properly. Corpse didn't say much during the process, and neither did you as you were too concentrated on what you were doing to do anything else.