Romance (preferably fluff) O/O (Das ist closeth)

“Thinking,” Death said. It was a half truth. He didn’t want Finn to know that he was slightly mad at both of them for the argument they had. He knew it was a part of life, but it still made him feel uncomfortable. Death put the string away, and looked at Finn straight into his eyes.

His eyes.

No! Love wasn’t lust! Death was shaking now; the debate was strong in his mind. He wanted love, not lust, a fine line.

A very, very fine line.

(Sorry I couldn’t respond sooner. My friend is arguing with Anna. Complicated story.)

Blushing, Death broke the stare. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I… don’t really know anything about love except… it’s not about… never mind.” He blushed harder. This is ridiculous! I’ve seen those handsome and pretty, and they never even looked twice when I was visible to them? What does he see in my light blue eyes? This… is beyond anything I felt.

"All I know about true love is that it isn't just about lust," Death whispered, "and I only know that from Life. I was confused one time about a married couple not working out; they were always arguing, and the wife was happy about her husband's death. I asked Life why and she told me." Death blushed. "Um, you have pretty eyes." He covered his face with his hands in embarrassment.

Death placed his hand on Finn's shoulder. "I… don't know what… to do?" He moved his hand abruptly back to himself. "Does that make sense? Is this… feeling one-sided? Is that want I'm supposed to ask? I… don't know. Life told me little about… this. I… don't know… anymore." Death blushed harder. "Why- why am I an idiot in this topic? I-I can't think, can't think, what… do I just, just…" Death felt like the world twisted. What am I supposed to do?

Death sighed. "Sorry I-" He got up abruptly and ran out the door. Life was standing outside (Of course she was. Life was his sister, after all.) He stopped running.
"Why are you running?" asked Life.
"I… just needed a breath of fresh air, Life, that's all."
"Is that why you disappeared so abruptly?"
"Yeah! I didn't even finish talking to you," said a voice behind Life.
"Shut up," hissed Life.
"Right, like you weren't gonna scold him yourself," That One Guy walked out from behind Life. "I know you hate me, but it would've been polite if you stayed one more minute!" He crossed his arms, like a little brat not getting what he wanted.
"I said SHUT UP!" screamed Life. She glared at That One Guy, but he continued to talk.
"You shoulda told us that you had a blind date Death. I would've slap that guy up the wazoo." That One Guy smiled a bit evilly. "Anyone who spent time with you is a stupid mother-"
"Language!" Life said.
"English!" That One Guy replied.

(This is why, Death, you should never go outside.)

Death jumped and turned around quickly to find just that guy he was talking to earlier. “Um, ah, yeah, you-you did. They just-just came looking f-for me, that’s all,” he said, blushing. That One Guy went up to the guy and slapped him.
“How dare you!” he screamed. “How dare you take Death on a blind date!” That One Guy apparently didn’t hear Finn’s comment just two seconds earlier. Life grabbed That One Guy by the hood of his cloak and dragged him away from Finn.
“My apologies,” she said, “he just… is an idiot half the time. He is the only one who can make good cake, so… yeah.” She whispered something into That One Guy’s ear, and he went away, probably to bake some cake.
“I’m sorry, human,” she said, rushing over to Finn, placing her hand on his cheek. Despite being Life, she was the same height as Death.
“Don’t… heal him too much,” warned Death. “We both know what… happened the last… time you did that to a human male.”
“I know, I know. I’m not healing him just yet. Human, are you majorly hurt?” Life kept her hand on the cheek that That One Guy slapped.

Death shrugged. “If the potion had major side effects, I would’ve been hit before now. Really hit.”
Life looked at Finn with curiosity. “What potion did you give Death?” She rushed over to Death, ran her hand across his cheek.
“I’m fine, sister,” Death said, pushing her hand away. “It was just a potion to help with the side effects of the summoning.”
“He summoned you?” Life turned to glare at Finn. “You summoned him?”
“I mean, he said that a few seconds ago.”
“I thought he meant drag a dying man into a house, not summon summon you.”

Life sighed, then said "You're on your own. I can't bring you back if you've been summoned." She disappeared.
Death rubbed his head again. "If you couldn't tell," he said, "Life is… overprotective of me sometimes."

"It means I have to get back on my own," he said. The wind tugged at his cloak. Death walked up to the door. "Mind if I go inside? I can't think in windy weather."

(Um, hey. I can't continue this roleplay because I have real life issues going on right now. I'm sorry.)