Clumsy (Corpse Husband x Reader)
You had been dating corpse for about 3 months now but things seemed to be getting serious very quickly. Remembering the first time you had met corpse in that cafe that you love so much. He was obviously nervous but so sweet even though you had accidentally spilled your coffee all over him.
“Oh my gosh I am so sorry! I’m so clumsy didn’t even see you there.”
“It’s alright, at least it isn't hot coffee right?” he laughed out in the deepest voice you had ever heard.
you kept apologizing and offering to pay for the dry-cleaning for his ruined sweater or at least some sort of compensation but he refused no matter how much you insisted. You remember how much he fidgeted with his hands and played with his hair which you now know to be his nervous ticks. The second time you had run into Corpse was a week later at the grocery store right across from the cafe you had first had that horrible coffee accident. the second meeting had gone a lot smoother but somehow you had still managed to create a mess with your clumsiness. Later you would find out that this was one of corpses favourite things about you. You were searching the snack aisle for things to munch on while watching a Harry Potter marathon you had planned with you best friend. your favourite chips just so happened to be on the very top shelf so being the brainiac that you are, you decided to use the bottom shelf as a step to reach the chips. little did you know that Corpse had just turned down that aisle and was about to witness your clumsiness in action. just as you are about to reach the chips the bottom shelf gives way and you fall to the ground bringing most of the chip bags down with you. quickly Corpse had rushed to you.
“Are you okay? is anything hurting?” He asked with worriedly.
Feeling quite ashamed you respond quietly, “I'm fine just a bruised ego, and tailbone probably.”
After that Corpse had helped you up and helped to clean up the mess and you two had decided to get coffee together at the cafe and you had promised that this time you would not spill on him again. After coffee you guys had exchanged phone numbers and continued to text all night long for the next week. Months of constant texting and FaceTiming Corpse had finally asked you to be his girlfriend. He took you to the same cafe you had met at and very nervously asked if you would want to be his girlfriend. His hand were shaking out of fear that you would reject him but as soon as the words had left his lips you had launched yourself across the table into his arms repeating, “yes! Yes! Yes! Absolutely I would love to be your girlfriend!”
In doing this you had again spilled your coffee all over him and the table but you both didn’t care as you were too happy to notice. that would be the last time you had spilled coffee on him but definitely not the last time you would make a mess due to your clumsy self.
