Death x Puss

Spanish

!!HUMAN FORM!!

"Mi Amor.." The man whispered into the God's ear.

"Gatito. Stop." The God hissed.

How did these two become friends? Well, The universe works in strange ways.

The last memory Puss remembers is getting thrown out of a bar..

Puss had decided to get drunk after Kitty proposed, Instead of saying yes, He said..

"HELL NO!"

And that led to the end of the relationship.

So, As Puss cursed the gods and ordered twice as many shots as usual, He got into a fight.

With a mirror.

"You want a piece of me- Ay!" The legend yelled at the mirror.

The bar owner grabbed him and threw him out.

"Get outta here, Old news!" They yelled.

The man growled as he was thrown to the dirt.

He stood up, Stumbled then grabbed onto a pole.

He looked around..

Then that deafening whistle found it's way in the air.

"Dios mio.." The ginger man whispered to himself.

"Gato." Death growled.

Nowadays, Since Puss had one life, He tried to be safe.. But danger called his name! And..

"Everytime you're near dead the wind calls my name! Stop it!" Muerte yelled at the drunk man.

He blinked lazily.

"Mm. Yeah, Yeah.. Lo siento.. Or... Whatever.." The ginger mumbled before passing out.

"GATO!"

•••

Puss woke up in death's arms, Sitting on top of a building.

"What the.." He muttered.

He looked at the God.

He flung himself out of the God's arms.

"What the hell?!" Puss yelled.

Death sighed, Annoyance covering his features.

"Awake at last. You passed out."

Puss nodded.

"Ah."

Puss looked a bit awkward.

"Soo.. You wanna.. Get a drink or something?" Puss grinned.

"Ay Gato.." Death sighed.

•••

And it all escalated from there, It went from casual drinking, To hanging out almost every night.

Tonight was one of those nights.

The god was mad because Puss had gotten himself drunk, It's not that he minded if Puss got drunk, It was the antics he had when he was this drunk.

"Mi Amor~" The ginger whispered.

"Cut. It." The God muttered.

Puss huffed.

"But I love youuuuu..." He whined.

"Sure ya do. Sleep." The God pushed The legend down into his bed.

"But.."

"Now."

Puss whined and fell on the bed, Passing out.

"Stupid Gatito.." Death chuckled.

He leaned down and kissed the Ginger's cheek.

"Idiot."

He let himself out.