(History Hates Lovers...)

When you were alive, you had extremely strict and Christian family. They always taught you to follow whatever the Bible said. But one your parents always said was to never like someone of the same gender as you. You hated it. Long story short, you committed sin, died, and ended up in Hell. Like most people would. But who was going to tell you the story that your parents and textbooks didn't? The tales of love that stayed blurry

While you were in Hell, you met Baxter. An angler fish sinner that died from drowning. He was a bit distant with you and mostly stayed in his lab, but you always liked to visit him and watch him do his experiments. He was confused by it at first, and found it slightly annoying. But overtime, he got more comfortable we with you being around. But when he confessed to you about how he loved you more than a friend, you thought you felt the same but always denied it. You explained why you weren't able to date him because of what your parents said, and he said that it actually didn't matter if you dated the same gender anymore. You were in Hell!

If you dated him while you were alive? Your family would've called you guys stuff like close friends, besties, roommates, colleagues. Anything but lovers... maybe sidekicks, maybe even 'family', good pals, buddies.... anything but lovers... history hates lovers..

Baxters love language was gift-giving, yours can be whatever you want it to be. So Baxter always surprised you with gifts and doing stuff when you needed help with stuff.

Currently, Baxter was working on more experiments in his lab like usual while you watched like you always liked to do. He didn't mind it anymore. He liked your company