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Their job is done for the night. All the souls on their list had been reaped and taken to their desired afterlives. Both grim reapers decided to take a break before going home. They're back in the Underworld, hanging out together on a bridge.
Casper is enjoying the view of the city, a nice break after working for hours. Turning his head to 5012 next to him, he watches as the older reaper lights up a cigarette. A very common method to de-stress in the Underworld. This isn't the first time Casper has seen him smoking, but he is curious about it since, to his memory, he has never smoked before.
"Can I try?" Casper asks him.
"Try what? This?" 5012 questions, gesturing to the cigarette he's holding. Casper nods, and 5012 looks at it for a few seconds before handing it over to him. Casper takes a drag of it and immediately goes into a coughing fit from inhaling the smoke. 5012 is smiling to himself as he watches; he knew that was going to happen. Sadistic bastard.
"H-How can you stand this stuff?! It tastes and smells horrible!" Casper complains as his lungs try to recover. Handing the cigarette back to 5012, he hears the older reaper chuckle.
"Aww...can't even handle one drag of this? And here I thought you were capable of everything, like you always said."
"Just...Just give it back to me. I'll try again!" Casper says. How dare he get mocked?! He'll prove him wrong!
An idea pops into 5012's head about a more pleasant way for Casper to try smoking.
Bringing the cigarette to his lips, he does a deep inhale and leans in close to Casper, who thinks 5012 is going to let him try again. 5012 grabs the back of Casper's head and kisses him, letting out some of the smoke into his mouth. Casper's mouth opens in surprise, and he can taste the cigarettes on 5012's tongue and feel the smoke go down his throat. It burned, but it wasn't as unpleasant as the regular cigarette. The smell is still terrible, and it makes his nose sting a bit. Casper tries to close his mouth, but 5012 tugs on his hair, forcing him to open it in pain.
5012 takes the opportunity to deepen the kiss and taste Casper as well. Any fight Casper had in him was relinquished to 5012. Casper just had to take it, and deep down, he knew he loved it. Eventually, 5012 pulls back from Casper to see how he liked that technique of smoking. Casper's mouth was open with drool coming out, and his eyes were slightly damp with a tear threatening to fall from those gorgeous red eyes. 5012 admires his handiwork. Just a kiss, and he was undone this much already?
“It seems like you took that better than the first time. Did you want to try again?" He asks.
Casper is silent for a few moments, thinking about 5012’s offer.
“No...I don't think I like smoking...but can we kiss without the smoke this time?”
5012 was surprised to hear that; he thought his junior would hate the suggestion and get flustered from it. He drops the cigarette on the ground and stomps it out before coming in close to Casper and kissing him again. In between kisses, Caspers tells him again that he hates smoking and the taste of it on 5012’s tongue is ruining the kisses.
“You know that I only started smoking to help with the stress of work. If you want me to stop, you'll have to find a way to help with that." 5012 smirks. Casper blushes harder at the subtext.
“If that's what it will take to make you stop smoking, then...yeah. I will."
“Oh, you're gonna be in for a big workload then, little reaper~.”
“I can handle any workload just fine!”
5012 kisses him again, and Casper's face scrunches up.
"Can we go to your place?” The younger reaper asks.
"Eager are you?"
"No, I just really want you to brush your teeth before we kiss again."
"Very well, we can go back to my place, and I'll brush my teeth before continuing to kiss you. But just so you know....I won't stop at just kissing." 5012 purrs.
Casper blushes and tries to hide his face. "Let's just go. Your clothes also reek of cigarettes."
5012 wonders if his little reaper is trying to (badly) flirt with him. Oh well, either way, the clothes will be gone in a little bit, so it doesn't matter. Wrapping his arm around Casper's waist, they walk off the bridge together on their way to 5012's apartment.