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Look at what you’ve gone and done. You’ve gone and fallen in love with the edgy white haired anime boy who downloaded a chat room onto your laptop. Well, you can hardly be blamed for doing so.
Grim is utterly captivating. Long white hair, perfect skin, the tiny smudge of colour under his eyes, and those red irises that look off into nothing. Even though albinism has left him blind, he’s beautiful.
He’s also adorable when he’s flustered, which is all the time.
***
“So how is this soul thing gonna work?”
Grim suddenly looks like he bit into a lemon.
“Ah… usually it would be done with eye contact, but that is impossible for me. Of the two methods that remain, it would be best to use a, uhm, a kiss.”
You blink. God, Grim is blushing as red as his eyes. He’d probably explode if you asked him to repeat himself, so you must, unfortunately, refrain. Instead you say something worse.
“So what’s the second method?”
What a shame, he didn’t explode.
“I- that’s, that’s hardly relevant!” Grim splutters out, “Shall we continue or not?”
“I’m all for making out, but it’s way too late to come over.”
“I’ll be right over then.”
By the time you look up from the black screen, Grim is already outside your fifth story window.
“AAAAAAHHHHHH??”
You let him inside as soon as you’re done freaking out over the grim reaper himself coming for your soul. He’s even more gorgeous in person, which is an entirely unhelpful observation to make when death is in your apartment. And also about to kiss you. Maybe that observation isn’t so unhelpful after all.
“So we just kiss now?”
“… yes,” Grim reaches for your hand, but brushes just past your fingertips. You hold his hand instead, “we, ah, do just that.”
Score!
…
Well this feels weird.
Y’know that feeling when you’ve spent too long in the water and are left with the sensation of rolling waves, even when you are solidly on land? Those lapses seem to wash over you, inside your head and chest and all across your body. Not roaring rapids, but the soft ripples of a calm lake. It feels warm, comforting, right.
You can also taste Grim’s chapstick, cherry vanilla, and have to stifle a giggle.
***
Hey Casper, I’ve got a question.
if it’s something stupid i won’t respond.
Boo
It’s not even a stupid question.
It’s a great question.
Some might say the greatest.
hallucinations, i’m sure.
No I’m definitely right.
Anyways.
Why are you blind?
Like, were you just made that way? Blindness seems like it’d be inconvenient when reaping souls.
it is inconvenient, and i’m not sure why i’m blind.
i assume i simply turned out wrong.
i can still fulfill my duties, so it never seemed to matter much.
But if they terminate any reaper that steps out of the line, why would they put up with even the slightest disability?
i…
you have a point.
i should have been terminated before i even existed-
*CALL ENDED*