The Gaunt Reaper

"Ominis do you trust me...?" you asked as you looked into his pale eyes, although he could not see you, he could hear the shakiness in your voice. What you were about to do was dangerous, and he knew the consequences, but the thought of being able to be normal thrived him more than fear.

IN HIS EYES. || OMINIS GAUNT X CLARA DIGGORY FANFIC | REIMAGINED

His breathing is shallow, a hand clutching his wand tightly. "There's no easy way for me to say this, but," he starts, eyes staring off in the distance. "I... I believe I feel strongly for you, Clara." Words escape me. There's no way he just said that out loud and made it palpable and very, very real. "Ominis, I-..."...