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You huff out your relief after placing the final pillow on the expanded bed. It’s been nearly a few days since Casper had moved in and you both decided it’d feel like your first space as a couple if you renovated according to the interests of both parties. Being the polite lad he is, of course the former reaper was insistent on letting the room stay the way it was; your room was as vibrant as your aura, everything was so… you. Everything felt like it truly belonged here.
You agree with him of course, but with your competitive nature, can Casper really say he didn’t expect you to insist further that he himself also belongs then if the two of you would go in accordance to his logic, seeing as he indeed is also in the room?
Such stubborn behavior you’ve got, and yet it’s precisely why he loves you so much.
Like always, he caves upon your insistence. He never really has much room to fight against you like this when you both know now of his soft spot for you, that all you really need to do is bat your pretty eyelashes up at him and he’d crumble to your request.
Which leads you now to a devilishly stylish room, both catering to your aesthetics and achieving peak comfort for you(and your pet, but Casper is yet to get his side of the bed stolen by your furry/scaly friend being too polite(like a certain someone) to even crash by the middle of the bed at night). While on the topic of whether said aesthetics clash, there was always a compromise or you’d find the other willing to try to live with the counterpart for a while so as to test the waters: an example of this being your first time with red lights, a staple for Casper’s grunge vibe. You were quite alright with the lighting itself, and it seemed some of your plants loved the new simulation of sunlight they could get, their stems elongating to prove it.
On the other hand, Casper has yet to figure out how your many trinkets work while you’re away and he’s home alone for a long time. There are so much of your things that he hasn’t seen anywhere in the Underworld for a lifetime’s worth, despite him being significantly older than you. His intrigue for each and every abomination you’ve brought home sometimes turns out to be more than what he’d expected–something that appears to be light as plastic was unfortunately apparently glass and… his reflexes were definitely put to the test is all he’ll say on the matter. You absolutely wished you had installed a security camera system before he moved in(you can do it now, but he’d be petty enough to learn about it behind your back as well) just to see how clueless he is to the more modern human world(that he had to study about–how cute…).
But those cute moments where you’re both feeling out the changes was what made it all more worth trying, the soft smiles on your lips speaking the words the two of you are too proud to admit outloud.
And today is when your sweet little (former)grim reaper learns yet another new thing about you that only those in your safest space would know, and before he came into your life the only one who would know is your dear pet snuggling by your side at this very moment. It was a long day from work and you’ve earned every right to laze about with your companion, now with a new addition you definitely do not mind.
The low lighting aids to your fatigue, slow scratching motions on your also nearly dozing off baby, but its cheerful movements show you it is still happy to see you and soak in your affections after a long time of not being able to. It seems both of you are fighting off sleep for each other. You giggle as sleep evades you more now with the happiness of your pet rubbing off on you. Doubling down on the cuddling, you momentarily forget that there’s another patiently waiting for his turn.
Casper knows very well how you and your pet companion are an inseparable package, so it’s understandable how the first one you shower with praise and love is the one who’s been by your side far longer than he has. And, for one, the animal was being less than happy the moment you left, so he figures it at least has earned the well awaited smooches you scatter it with.
But of course, even the most obedient of soldiers falter at the fact that home is just a few inches away yet not yet welcoming him, so he can’t help but pout after every minute that you unintentionally ignore him in favor of your fur/scaled baby. Once he figures it took long enough and the night has now long since burned the orange sky black, he places a bare hand on your thigh to catch your attention.
It’s been so long since he’s worn his work attire, the gloves forgotten and your skin on his always touching whenever he gets the chance, so the contact right now was a surefire way of grabbing your attention, your eyes focusing on him and he catches your fingers slow to a stop from its slow scratching. Between the silence from you two, the only thing that can be heard is the rhythmic tapping of your pet’s tail, excitedly wagging for more snuggles, but by the looks of your beloved reaper’s expressions, you think it’s high time to reward him his due affections as well.
Not without the usual teasing, of course. But you’ve begun to pity his fidgeting, having realized he’s probably as pent up as you were back in your office, just waiting to be done and back home to see the familiar faces of what made here home in the first place.
Carrying your pet to its own designated bed–it seems to love its new space on some days–you turn back to crawl into bed, back in the arms of the man you love oh so much. And he’s still pouting.
The lights drow dimmer, or maybe it’s just your imagination, as you stare up at Casper, having missed him the whole day you were gone. In his orbs you see just how much he’s had to endure as well just to see you again by the end of today, so really you both need a well-earned night of just the two of you. As your muscles relax and you lean on his chest, you both welcome the calm and content mood each other’s presence brings.
And with the gentle caress of his bare skin on your cheek, you take it as a signal and decide to love bomb your little reaper with a flood of kisses, praying to the gods that your lip stains leave evidence later on, just for more teasing on your end.