𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎• 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑠𝑒 𝐻𝑢𝑠𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑑 *PAUSED*

𝟶𝟸𝟾

🥀CORPSE

  OCT, 31 2020

THIRD PERSON

    
                  Corpse woke up way earlier than Angel, he scrolled through his phone. Angelica laid on his chest and her arm wrapped across him.

Corpse kissed the top of her head sliding out of her embrace, walking down to the kitchen of the cabin.

Grabbing a piece of paper he wrote a note to Angelica saying he was going to the store and he'll be back soon just in case she wakes up before he gets back.

Slipping his mask on along with his shoes and grabbed the keys, going out to the car, and drove to the town store.

"Good morning sir what can I get for you?" The lady at the cake stand asked, Corpse looked over the cakes.

"Do you have lemon cake by chance?" He asked, the woman's eyes widen when she heard him speak.

"Yes, would you like whipped icing?" She asked, Corpse nodded.

"And could you write, happy birthday Angel?" He questioned.

"Yes, of course, that will be done in about twenty minutes." She smiled.

Corpse walked away walking down the aisles of the store grabbing some breakfast food to make for Angel.

Once he finished up at the store he drove back to the cabin, walking in quietly, and sat all the foods on the counter

Corpse walked into the bathroom turning on the bath opening a bag of rose petals he bought from the store sprinkling them into the bath and on the floor.

Laying out a towel and robe for her lighting a candle setting it on the sink. He looked around making sure everything was perfect for her birthday.

Slowly making his way back to the bedroom where Angel was still fast asleep, he sat down on his knees in front of her.

"Hey." He whispered moving her hair from her face, Angels face scrunched moving her hand to his moving it off her face.

"Come on, I started a bath for you." He spoke, Angel flutters her eyes open connecting with Corpse.

"A bath?" She mumbled, he nodded.

"After last night I could tell you were stressed and anxious. I think this would be good for you." He replied, Angel, sat up running her hands through her hair.

Corpse stood up holding out his hand, Angel slipped her hand into his. Sliding her legs out of the blanket.

Standing up Corpse's shirt she was wearing fell to her mid-thigh, Corpse leads the way to the bathroom.

            "Oh my god!" She gasped squeezing his hand. "It's too early to cry." She said hugging him.

          "Don't cry you cry too much. Your gonna run out of tears." He laughed hugging her back.