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CW, some spoilers if you haven’t caught up with all the currently released episodes /mentions of murder etc

Is it the best idea to stare at a beacon at two in the morning when you have a lesson to teach soon? Probably not.

Nevermore: A dull and gloomy land for the half dead’s. The only bright thing about this place was the giant beacon that you can’t even see unless your near the Nevermore Academy observatory. This particular beacon seemed to be the only thing you could focus on.

The night was quiet yet beautiful, the Nevermore sky was the probably one of the only things that you missed—You defiantly don’t get this type of view in the land of the dead. It was dangerous to be sitting on the roof of observatory that was high above the ground and could potentially lead to a fall if one was not careful but it was hard to be afraid of death when you already experienced it. The only sound to be heard were crickets and a distant sound of a raven.

“Y/N, it’s late. You’re supposed to be in bed.”

You turned your head towards the person who interrupted the silence and found Mourn, one of the deans at Nevermore Academy leaning against the window sill. Usually your first thought would be ‘God, he looks handsome’ but right now it was ‘God, this is horrible timing’

“Hypocritical of you isn’t it? You’re not in bed either.” You responded while crossing your arms.

“I was simply checking on you. A student reported that they saw you sneaking around campus.”

“Aw, you’re worried about me? I would have never expected that from the gloomy twin” Y/N teased, followed by a small chuckle.

“Don’t be ridiculous Y/N. Joking around could get you fired.”

You scoffed. “ You said the same thing when I was a student here.”

You used to be a student at Nevermore Academy, trying endlessly to win a second chance at life but in the end, you failed and were banished to the land of the dead where you were cursed to spend all of eternity wandering as a spectre. So imagine your surprise when you woke up on the train bringing you to Nevermore so you could be recruited as a teacher. 

When you came back, Nevermore didn’t change much unless you count the fact your old friend Poppet was now a teacher and those obnoxious twins were now the deans but overall it was still the dreadful graveyard you are now bound to.

“Well then.” Mourn said as he suddenly appeared next to you which is something in your long life you still didn’t understand. “Care to tell me why you’re up here so late?”

You looked at his usual scornful face then back at the beacon and sighed. “ I was thinking about my student years here.”

Mourn looked at you with what seemed like curiosity, you couldn’t tell. “I thought you hated this place, why would you want to spend time reminiscing about a time you hated?”

“I suppose…I wish i’ve done things differently. I was so caught up in surviving I didn’t realise how much I hurt others.” You said while averting your eyes away from Mourn’s.

“That’s how all humans work though, is it not? You have to hurt others to survive.” Mourn replied. You felt slight annoyance towards his apathetic reply. You know he had a very different life than yours but still, how could he say such thing?

“You say that just because you grew up seeing students sabotage others to get what they want.” You said while meeting his gaze. “There’s more to human life than constant rage and selfishness!”

You pause for a moment. 

“ I may have been the selfish one but I certainly had good friends who helped me through this game, friends who helped me just because.” You said softly. “And- And I payed them back by killing them…”

The silence followed by that was sad to say the least. You guess you can’t really be not upset when talking about killing your own friends but you took the time to look up at Mourn’s expression. He looked at you with an expression you could only recognise as sympathy though you felt like there was something more to it. 

He reached for you then put his hand onto yours and your heart felt like it was about to burst and you could feel your body getting hotter and hotter by the second. “I’m sorry you went through that, Y/N.” At this point, tears were falling down your cheeks and you felt as you suffocating as you tried to speak.

After you calmed down a bit you asked “why do you care anyways? You would would be amused by us ‘merciless humans’ breaking down.” You looked away and buried your head in your knees, hand still under Mourn’s. Then Mourn Used his other hand to pick your chin up and cup your face.

“I’m sorry for my previous comment, I guess I never tried to see things from the a regular human’s perspective.” He said while wiping your tears away with his thumb. “Life just isn’t as precious to beings like me and Merry but I suppose I should have been more careful with my assumptions.”

You were blushing hard.

This was weird, usually the twins would be scheming absolute chaos just for their amusement—they were cruel—but yet, here mourn was: wiping your tears with an expression of longing on a star filled night at two in the mourning on the roof nonetheless. You didn’t understand.

Mourn’s face slowly got closer to yours, inch by inch he got closer with his hand still cupping your face. “Please don’t feel upset, it’s a devastating sight to see tears ruin your beautiful face.” For the first time in forever, you felt as if everything was okay as Mourn slowly got even closer until he kissed your lips.

Oh

Oh

Now you understand. 

Mourn pulled away and put his hand over his mouth. “I’m sorry- I don’t know what came over m-” You grabbed hIs collar and pushed him against the roof’s surface and kissed him again to shut him up. Mourn’s White and black eyes widened out of shock.

5 seconds.

It took 5 seconds for Mourn to process what was happening, to process that the kissed they spent nights awake thinking about, to process they were kissing them back, to process that the person he thinks about ever moment he can might like him back, to process such a lively and admired person could like such a dreary and gloomy being like him.

“For the love of God Mourn, i’m literally in love with you and you kiss me after I talked about my dead friends? You really are a man capable of impressively terrible timing.” You said. You and Mourn stared into each other’s eyes for a moment then both of your mouths flicker into a smile.

Ever since then, Nevermore didn’t seem as dull as it was before.

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“Oh my! How adorable!” Poppet said cheerfully while clasping her hands together excitedly. “I’m delighted that both Y/N and Mourn found happiness and love in each other, it’s so sweet! You must be so proud of him, Merry. Aren’t they cute together- Merry?”

Merry’s face was against the window with a face full of disbelief, he looked defeated. “My brother got a partner before me! How could this be?!” Merry said before taking a dramatic exit.

Poppet sighed and continued fawning over the new couple on her way out. “Love is such a beautiful thing, perhaps one day i’ll get to experience it for myself!” She said enthusiastically. 

A/N: It's been so long since I actually wrote something and published it. I hope it doesn't disappoint to greatly though I am writing this because of lack of merry and mourn (also last part was merry x poppet foreshadowing?)

Also if anyone could like give me feedback or some writing tips because I feel like I've gone out of character and idk what to do

Anyone else remember Eulalie’s broken doll?

Seikca does, Pops does, and Cereal does :))