...Desperate hugs...

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Goob x Shrimpo ( Fluff and Angst, more Angst rather than Fluff.)

I slightly relate to this actually.

TW for blood.

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Shrimpo hugged himself as he sniffled, a broken mirror could be seen in the ground. His knuckles were bleeding, slowly going down his hand.

"I hate everything. I hate my stats. I hate everyone.. and I hate myself." Shirmpo clenched his hands tighter with each word, he had broken the mirror after looking at his reflection for too long.

He stood up and huffed, he'd have to clean this up before anyone noticed. He carefully walked over the glass and out of his room, he crept into the kitchen grabbing a broom, a small bag, and some bandages.

He washed his hands under the water, getting a majority of it off of himself. He turned to leave; thinking that he had successfully gotten away with his little 'accident'.

"SHRIMPOOO! THERE YOU ARE!" Shrimpo didn't have time to react before he was grabbed into a hug, making him drop all of his items.

"There you are–" Goob shut up immediately, due to the harsh hug Shrimpo was receiving; his knuckles started to bleed again.

"Goob–" Shrimpo was shushed and thrown over Goob's shoulder, taking the hint; Shrimpo kept his mouth shut.

Goov carefully picked up the items, looking at the broom in the bag confused but still picked it up.

He quietly walked back to Shrimpo's room, not saying a word. It sort of scared Shrimpo but he still didn't say anything.

Goob walked into Shrimpo's room, still carrying him. He slightly gasped upon seeing the broken glass and the tiny bits of blood on the ground.

"Shrimpo.. what happened?" Shirmpo felt his voice get caught in his throat and in an instant he could feel the tears flowing back to his eyes.

He held back a cry, hoping that Goob ( somehow) wouldn't hear him.

Goob had heard him and instantly dropped the items Shrimpo had previously had. He slowly lifted Shrimpo off of his shoulder.

He put him down and wiped his tears. "Shirmpo.. please talk to me." Shirmpo broke down crying, opening up his arms and desperately hugging Goob.

Goob slowly hugged him back, not wanting him to get too overwhelmed. "It's just .. I'm worthless! I mean really, what is the point of me being here?!"

Goob was shocked to hear this, after all he didn't consider Shrimpo 'Useless'. "Shirmpo–" "No. Tell me Goob. Why do you even care about me?" Shrimpo's words were slightly muffled due to his face being in shrimp's chest.

"Shrimpo please–" "Goob. Why do you keep trying? After all, I just push you away. I make you feel like nothing and I treat you like trash! Why do you keep coming back."

Goob just stared at him, blushing rising to his face. He slightly pushed Shrimpo away but kept him close, he lifted up his head and placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Because I love you."

Shrimpo was appalled, this had to be a joke. There was no way Goob liked him–

Goob could tell what Shrimpo was saying and started to kiss Shrimpo's face all over.

Shrimpo's face instantly got hot, he tightly closed his eyes.

"Shrimpo. Let's get you cleaned up. We can discuss this later."

Shrimpo nodded and sadly let go of Goob, He was about to sweep up the Glass but was grabbed by Goob and sat on his bed.

Goob kissed his face and instantly got to work, wrapping his hands delicately. Shrimpo just watched as he held back a smile.

"I'll clean up the Glass, you just sit here and look pretty for me." Shrimpo's eyes widened, he looked away as he covered his face. Goob  smiled at this before grabbing the broom and getting to work.

.  .  .

Goob had finished cleaning quickly, he immediately got back to Shrimpo, wrapping him in a hug.

He was currently laying on Shrimpo's stomach as he continued to kiss Shrimpo sll over his face while he listed things he loved about him.

Shrimpo cried, not sad tears, no. Happy tears. After all he was finally worth something to someone.

He finally mattered.

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I love you. <3

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