Corpse Husband Oneshots

CONCEPT: you're planning to move in with Corpse & also marry him? (Sorta goes along with the last one, since it's so close to Valentine's Day they're gonna be sappy)

A/N: this one is kinda sad at the end 😳😳😳

TW:// mention of parental (mother) death, very brief, but please don't read if it will harm you 🥺🥺🥺

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Corpse and I had been pretty okay, I was still hesitant to kiss his lips, only because someone else's had been on them so recently. I didn't like the thought of that. (I forgot that I didn't post like,,, a preface to this paragraph. He didn't cheat, someone else kissed him, but he didn't kiss them back.)

It's now August, it happened a few months ago, but I was pretty much over it now. I rarely thought about it, and never worried about her anymore.

Corpse had taken it upon himself to hire the wedding planner and double check all his decisions. Our wedding has been set for May 12th of next year, it's still a ways away, but Corpse has already started picking out fonts and designs for the save the dates.

"Maybe you should let him do his job?" I suggested, he was hounding down the wedding planner, he was definitely making him more stressed than he deserved to be, he was doing a great job.

"Corpse, he's doing a good job. He knows what he's doing, obviously. Maybe just take it back a notch and let him do it?" He sighed and looked at me, why did he hire the wedding planner if he was going to stress out about it anyway? The planner was supposed to take over, have everything ready, Corpse needs to let him plan our wedding.

"I know you're right, I just want everything to be perfect." I smiled at him and placed my hand on his cheek, he just needed to relax a little, he was stressing out about nothing.

"It will be perfect! But having our planner quit because the groom is making his job harder, is going to be a problem." He nodded and relaxed against me, he was obviously nervous about how the wedding looked, but it'll be gorgeous!

"How about he comes to you with every decision he needs your opinion on, or every situation he needs you to decide, but until that, just leave him alone." He nodded and looked over at the planner who looked beyond relieved, I just smiled at him and Corpse apologized.

"We'll leave you do it." I said, we left without another word and Corpse drove us back to his house, we still hadn't decided what we were going to do. I had a whole bedroom, I had to figure out where to put all my stuff and what to do with it.

Corpse wanted me to just move it in his house and it'll end up just being another room that people can sleep over in, but I don't know if I should do that or just put it in storage.

There are some things I can bring into his room, my desk, my vanity, the pictures I have on the walls. I'm not sure what to do with my bed, my couch, most of my bigger stuff wouldn't match his things.

I suggested that a little closer to the wedding I'll move in, we can change his bed set to the one he bought me, add my dresser in, my vanity, my desk, and I'll put my clothes in the second closet.

"I'm scared of how big your house is." I mentioned, it had lots of places to hide and rooms I never think to check in, if someone wanted to murder me it wouldn't be that hard.

"Why? It's just a house." I shook my head, it wasn't just a house. It was a huge house. He has 4 extra bedrooms, a whole backyard, front yard, a million steps, basement, attic, 6 bathrooms, cathedral ceilings, French doors, Corpse had a HUGE house. (I dunno why I made corpse RICH)