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Hope y'all like fluff✨✨✨

Liv felt like a different person when she arrived in Los Angelos again. So many things had happened in the last week and a half that she still had a hard time wrapping her head around everything. More than anything, she longed for a nap. Staying awake on the drive home to her apartment from the airport proved to be struggle.

She leaned against the side of the elevator as soon as she stepped on. Her phone vibrated, causing her to look down at it. It was Corpse.

Corpse 🖤❤️: well i hope you get that nap that you want (:

Liv cracked a tired smile. She could never get over the way he made her feel and the butterflies that always erupted in her stomach when he said something sweet. She tilted her head and began typing back slowly. A yawn passed her lips as she sent the text.

Liv💕: Oh I definitely will, I'm determined too

She exited the elevator when the doors opened. The five foot walk to her front door felt like twenty as Liv's feet trudged against the floor. She began reminiscing about her sectional couch and her fuzzy white blanket while some youtube played in the background. It sounded like bliss. With a sigh, she unlocked her apartment door then quickly turned off the alarm. On her way to her bedroom, she stopped on her tracks.

Something was out of place.

Liv's heart rate picked up and she quickly whipped around to scan the room.

Sitting at the island in her kitchen was...

Corpse. He sat in the chair, leaning an arm against the counter with a glass of water in one hand. There was a backpack on the table, the same one he brought with him to the hotel room.

Liv's face lit up and she felt something between a mix of relief and excitement in her gut. She dropped her duffel bag and determinedly walked towards Corpse. He saw her coming and, with a chuckle, he stood up to meet her in a hug. Her small body in his arms is what made everything worth the wait.

Corpse thought she looked so beautiful. She wore simple Nike sweatpants, some slides, and a baggy grey sweatshirt. Her hair was in two low, messy space buns and she wore minimal makeup. He wanted a laugh a bit when he saw that she still had time to wear her signature choker and chain. Corpse felt his heart ache a bit when he saw her eyes rimmed red and her nose tinged pink. It was obvious she had been crying a lot recently, which only made Corpse feel bad again about that confusing situation.

Liv embraced the feeling of Corpse's arms around her body and the warmth he gave off. He wore Adidas joggers and a black hoodie. His curly black hair was tousled and looked the perfect length for Liv to run her fingers through. She barely noticed, but he had dyed a strip of red in the front of his hair. She remembered hearing somewhere a while ago that Corpse used to dye his hair lots.

After breathing in his scent of teakwood and cedar cologne, Liv separated to take in his beautiful face. Corpse did the same. He briefly had a thought that her red-rimmed eyes brought out the golden flecks in her hazel irises.

"I can't believe you're here." Liv breathed out. Her eyes travelled across his face again, from his pretty brown eyes, down to his cute nose, and his pink lips pulled into a smile. Liv thought of the sneaky trick he pulled, making her think he was just at home. Nothing out of the ordinary. "You thought you could just trick me, huh? How the fuck did you even get in here?"

With his hands still on her hips, he answered. Liv enjoyed the way his smile went crooked as he spoke.

"Schlatt gave me the code so I figured I would make myself at home." Corpse remarked. He brought a ringed hand up to Liv's face and brushed away a stray hair. This made Liv want to lean into his touch more, and reminded her how tired she was.