Hello Again (Undertaker x reader)

Back at the shop, he sends me upstairs.

"I think you should dress into something more comfortable" said Undertaker, going through a treasure chest in his bedroom.

"Says you, who is wearing the same thing over and over."

He threw another pair of his usual mortician clothes over, "I have a spare one, if you must know."

I sniffed on it, "Surprise, surprise...it smells nice."

"Cheeky girl" he grinned wide. With a gesture of his hand, he told me to get changed, "I wait outside for you."

"...What is that?"

He looked puzzled, "What is what?"

"That thing over there", pointing at an item on his bed. It was a miniature doll of me. With one hand, I raised it towards him, "Care to explain mister?"

His grin turned a little nervous now, "I got a little lonely."

I raised one eyebrow, "Why me? Why not a doll version of Sebastian. Your lover boy."

Undertaker snorted, "I would burn it on bonfire night."

"Why then?"

He shrugged, "It would be for a good cause."

"Just as stealing other men's wives?" I froze at the sound, while Undertaker chuckled. The mortician turned towards the soaked butler, "I can t recall that I stole her...in any way." I defended him, "It is true Sebastian. I was kidnapped by some Lord and Undertaker helped me escape." The demon came closer, looking straight into my eyes, "Speaking of 'escape', why did you leave the room in the first place?"

I laughed awkwardly, "wedding nerves?"

He was about to grab my hand, as Undertaker pulled me away, "As her husband, shouldn't you treat your wife with respect?"

"Not if she misbehaves!"

The mortician pulled my chin up, grinning at me, "I think she behave most certainly well."

"That is because she isn't your wife!"

"Anyway, why don't you let your woman decide her stay for the night?" offered the mortician, holding my shoulders tight. Sebastian knew what he was up to, but before he could protest he added, "...you don't want her to catch a cold. Don't you?"

Undertaker got him where he wants him to be.

The butler sighted in defeat, "Very well, one night. I pick her up first thing in the morning." He came closer, kissing my hand, "and you dearest, prepare yourself. You will make it up to me for our wedding night."

I nodded scared. His eyes were terrifying!

I didn't see it, but Sebastian was boiling inside. It was humiliating for him to be defeated by a reaper, but as a demon it was a disgrace. He left the shop in silence, unknown that his shadows surrounded his being. Tonight, he will have to damage and kill someone to get of his steam.

But Undertaker and I didn't take any notice of that. We enjoyed the evening, with games, a funny conversation, teas and cookies and of course...teaching me how to make my own Undertaker doll.

The mortician grinned like a psycho, while I only shrugged, "What? ...you are not the only lonely one on the planet."

"And why not a Sebastian doll, your beloved husband?"

I knew he teased me, while I just stuck my tongue out, "I want something to cuddle with at nights...not a voodoo doll."