Asher 🕸️ (He/They) from the gummi sys

The morning sun kissed your skin, announcing the new day.  You would've felt at peace... 

If it wasn't for the man lying on top of you like a dead weight.

The Grim Reaper, Grim, Grimmy... Casper.

He had been crashing at your house for a while now. Well, not really crashing, more like staying... living there.  How did you end up like that? No idea. Or maybe yes.

His skin was cold, smooth. You felt it as you ran your fingertips up and down his bare back. After a few strokes he grunted in your shoulder.

”Morning," you whispered.  Casper jerked his head upwards, red eyes meeting yours.  "Hi Mortal," he mumbled, plopping on you once again.  "Mortal? Dude, what? You're still calling me that?” "What should I call you then?" his arms wrapped around your chest.

A clock inside you went off, signaling it was "Casper teasing time”.  It was a weekly occurrence, sometimes daily... but who even counted? 

He deserved it.  All that messing around with your soul had to be excused.

"You could call me ‘my love’," you combed his hair, "or ‘my pookie’.” At that Grim stiffened and slowly raised to sit next to you. ”A what now?" His eyebrows furrowed.  "Pookie," you smiled. "What is a pookie?" He stared at you. "How do you not know what a pookie is..." you mocked him. 

You exactly knew why. 

"Is this a human thing?" He frowned.  It was a social media thing, actually a Shrek reference, but he couldn't know that... ancient soul. "It's actually an ogre thing!" You flicked his forehead, he yelped. "You're spitting out nonsense." You smiled at him, kindly. "What now?" He idly twirled his hair. "Nothing in particular," you sat up on the mattress as well, pecking Casper's cheek before jumping out of bed. "Hey! You—" his cheeks heated in embarrassment. 

He was cute, extremely so. The morning went on normally, in a casual way.

You were getting used to Grim's presence in your apartment, it was calming, in a way. He was busy preparing breakfast, some time ago he had claimed that: 

"I have to show you how better I am at cooking and baking!”

Arrogant much…

You tip-toed towards him, resting your side against the counter you knocked on it a few times.

"Knock-knock," he threw you a confused look.  "Huh?" "What do you mean huh... knock-knock Casper." You stared at him, he didn't move an inch. You facepalmed, giggled and cleared your voice.

"What do you say when someone knocks at your door?” "Leave me alone." He frowned, you blinked. 

Was he saying that to you or was that what he said to anyone who tried to disturb him?

"I tell them to leave me alone, I don't want to be bothered..." he had an innocent look despite the cold words.  "What do you tell them?" He fixed his gaze on the pan again.  "I ask who's there," you watched him nod. 

"So... knock-knock?” "Who's there?” "Eyesore," you smiled.  "Who the hell is Eyesore?” "Eyesore love you a lot!”

He froze, slowly fixing his eyes towards you. "What was that," he was staring at your soul. "Normal conversation," you reached for him, wrapping your arms around his waist. 

"Ah!" He jolted, gripping the pan tight. "If you're trying to get something from me just say it Sunshine," he chuckled, clearly flustered. You buried your face in his back. "Did it hurt? When you fell from Heaven?" 

You squeezed his lower back, he groaned in exasperation. "I'm not even from Heaven! You dumbass!" He tried to whack you with the wooden spoon he was using. "Get out of m— your— OUR kitchen!" He commanded you out, threatening to chase you if you didn't, (and steal your soul but, you were used to that at this point).

You were scrolling on your phone while waiting for Casper to finish cooking. You saw him trot out of the kitchen happily, two plates in hand.  “Here," a plate of freshly made crêpes was served to you. 

They looked good, you were positively surprised.  "Thank you Grim," you reached for his face with your hand and pinched his cheek. He sat across you, your pet was at his feet, looking up. "I can't, it's not healthy for you..." he reached down to boop their head, then looked at you once again.

"You became less snobby huh?” "Snob— excuse me?” "With your whole ‘I Am The Grim Reaper I Will Harvest Your Soul, Bend Down!’ thing you know," you smirked, he pouted.  "It was your fault.” "My beauty blinded you! Oh my goodness!"  You dramatically leaned back in your chair, the white haired man blushed.  "You're extremely infuriating this morning." His eye twitched.

He knew what you were doing, sadly he wasn't modern enough to get everything you said. Between idle chatting and eating you finished your plates. Looking at your companion, you noticed that his lips were smeared with sugar.

Oh yeah.

"Caspy you have..." you got up, circling the table and bending down at eye-level.  "Mh?" He glanced around puzzled.  Cradling his chin with your hand, your fingers brushed his lips. 

“Mortal."

"Grimmy," you whispered while sliding one of your fingers across his soft skin, cleaning the sugar.  He let out a short scream. 

"Stop you're gonna kill me!" he panicked watching you lick your fingers clean.

”You're still alive tho.” “You—“ "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!"

That was horribly cliché of you. Heavens above…

You gave Casper a break from late morning to late afternoon while you were at work, it was one of those days where your presence was needed.

There wasn't a minute that Grim passed without thinking about all the irritating attentions you gave him in the morning.

"Your owner is a hell-spawn." 

He complained about you to your pet, who shifted between paying him no mind to somehow listening. "Stupid, stupid, stupid." He clapped his cheeks with his hands a few times. "I hate having to wait for you Sunshine," he mumbled, staring at the window... evening was nearing.

You were walking home, and like someone else you couldn't stop thinking about who was waiting for your return. Walking past a pizza place you decided to reward the God of Death that was in your apartment by buying him dinner.

"Honey I'm home!" You announced your arrival, slamming the front door happily. "What did you just call me?!" Casper raised from the couch, completely red.

"Honey," you repeated.

"Don't call me that it's cor—" you shut him up by shoving the pizza boxes in his hands. "Let's eat, my dear babygirl, I am STARVING,” you winked, Grim exploded. You decided to spoil yourselves by eating on the couch in front of a tv show. 

"What do you wanna watch Grimmy?" You nudged the remote towards him. "I'm fine with anything, it's not common for me to watch... stuff."  He frowned at the ground.

Typical. 

"Are you beyond human shows?" You raised an eyebrow. "Absolutely,” he nodded while you snorted.

You both settled for a comedy, which was actually fun for once. Casper couldn't get most of the jokes, that alone was extremely funny.

"Say my dear Grim, do you ever feel sigma?"  "WHAT." He choked on a string of mozzarella. "Yeah like, you're so skibidi, I'd want you in my bed all day..." you tapped your chin. 

”But of course I'd buy you dinner first, oh wait! I just did…” your eyes landed straight on the white-head beside you, he was fuming.

 You could almost feel the warmth from your spot.

"You're gonna be the death of me," the man covered his face. You shuffled closer, your hands finding his and sliding them off his face, he was staring at you. "Cutie," you smiled and gently kissed him on the nose, then his lips.

Casper stiffened for a brief second before softening all around you.

"Sunshine, I—" you shushed him with your fingers.  "Silence is worth one thousand words," you said dramatically, pretending to wipe away fake tears.

"I truly can't understand you human," he moved away your finger from his mouth, you giggled and pecked his cheek.

"Also, I just KNOW that in another universe we're two ladybugs dancing," you clapped your hands and Casper couldn't contain himself anymore.

"SUNSHINE WHAT?!"

This is a repost! Thank you for reading this short piece, hope you enjoyed! This fanfiction was requested! ★

English isn't my first language sorry for tiny errors T_T