Falling For The Raven || Corpse Husband X Reader

Chapter 19

(A/N - Found some time to write, so here ya go! It's my last exam tomorrow ~ yay! Fucking maths...😑🔫)

...

Y/N's Perspective ~

I smile after switching off my computer, and lean back in my comfy gaming chair. It feels great to get that looming shadow off my chest. I stand up and look at the time. It's quite late.

I walk downstairs to go rummage around in the biscuit tin, where I end up extricating a custard cream, and stuffing it into my mouth, whole.

I fucking love custard creams.

I finish chewing the biscuit and then slouch onto the comfy material of the sofa, and cozy up with my fluffy blanket. I melt into the fabric and start to drift to sleep, thoughts of Corpse and how happy my friends seemed to be, which fluttered throughout my dreams.

∆•°°•∆

Ding. Ding. Ding.

"What the fu–" I start to say, squinting my eyes at the rude awakening. I frown against the bright light of the glimmering sunlight, which threatens to burn my eyes away. Rubbing them dramatically, I manage to open them and see shapes solidifying in front of me. I'm still on the sofa.

I turn to where the source of annoyance is coming from, and see my phone buzzing on the table next to me. The phone screen contrasts with the bright light that is casting against the wooden surface. I smile when I see C/N with a black heart next to it on my screen.

Immediately, I lean forward and answer the phone, putting it to my ear and saying, "Hey, cutie. What's up?"

I can hear Corpse chuckle on the other side of the line, and I imagine his ruffled black hair all messy from his night's sleep. I almost melt right there.

Murmurs fill my ears as I imagine running my fingers through his thick hair, and I smile, closing my eyes to cherish the thought.

"Y/N?!"

"Woah– What–?" I open my eyes and remember I'm still on the phone with Corpse. "Shit. Sorry, I was thinking about...nevermind..."

"Riiiight..." Corpse says, the smirk noticeable in his voice. "Anyway, Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me today?"

I almost scream.

Calm. The. Fuck. Down. Y/N.

Grinning, I reply, "I'd love that..."

Corpse chuckles, and says, "Well I'm glad you said yes, because I kinda already planned it and everything...." 

I laugh, "Okay, C/N. Any particular outfit you want me to wear?" I ask, wanting to dress for the occasion.

"Whatever you feel most comfy in. We'll probably be there a while..." Corpse says, mystery lining his voice.

I blush, taking things out of context. (Me all the fucking time, it's a literal problem at this point. Group therapy anyone?!)

"Okay. When are you picking me up? Not that you have to come far!" I laugh, and I hear Corpse chuckle.

"Just be ready by midnight, princess."

And with that, he hangs up, leaving me stood there, my phone practically hanging out of my hand, mouth wide open, in a perpetual state of shock and excitement.

∆•°°•∆