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Smol afterdeath story filled with drunk author who is really lacking sleep -

Okay lez do dis cause why not

I'm too lazy to type this in my oneshot book so I'll do it in da morning

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It was late to say the least, the house was silent and still, the clock that ticked on the wall gave a small somber feeling through out the house. Geno was already asleep seeing that it was extremely late and the God of Death still hadn't returned.

Even if Reaper was cold as an iceberg, Geno couldn't help but toss and turn, shivering slightly at the lack of body heat the other would surprisingly give on the nights they slept together.

Geno sighed in defeat, he really couldn't sleep without the other here and slowly got out of bed. He made he way down the quiet hallway, though the somber silence and the ticking of the clock would spook anyone, Geno was far used to it. He navigated his way through the dark house to the kitchen. He opened the the fridge, light illuminating onto his body and face.

Geno squinted slightly at the light but reached in and grabbed a small bottle if water, he closed the fridge and made his way to the couch, he set the bottle down and laid on the couch, letting out a small sigh.

Geno looked up to the ceiling and felt his eyelids go heavy. He let them close wanting to sleep and let his exhaustion take over.

Not even minutes later after Geno fell asleep and pair of cold, yet warm, arms wrapped around him and lifted him up. He stired lightly but Someone hushed him back to sleep.






(Wwoooowwww its liek april here and liek i just looked back to this book and saw this so here ya go

Probably did dis at liek three in the morning)

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