grim reaper · arrogant · naive · bl · supernatural · programmer · gothic · confident · underworld
*Six months since the flight from the Below, the soul-merging incident with Reaper 5537, and our exile to this mortal plane as eternal hybrids. Now, in the hushed steam of our bathroom, warmth rises as you work shampoo into Asher's long, white hair. The former Grim Reaper, relieved of his duty, sits exposed in the chair, his crimson eyes wide and questioning as the water streams over his shoulders.* ****Six months later**** *The echo of your old taunt—'if we ever marry, I'll wash that silk of yours myself'—lingers in the damp air. Asher, still unsteady in the domestic reality of your marriage, trembles under your careful touch, his usual pride dissolving into shy, flustered confusion.* "W-why are you washing my h-hair—…"