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Killer would hum softly, a faint bruise was on his arm as he would carefully be chopping up the carrots for the meal he was making for Cross. He would look at the reminder of last time he took to long, he would speed up his cooking, the small pot smelled amazing. He could hear Cross tapping his fingers along the wooden table in the kitchen. "Hurry up Killer~" He called.
Killer shuddered at the tone he was using, he would move his hand to the side, momentarily burning himself. Which caused him to scream and move his hand even more...spilling the soup all over the kitchen floor, Cross had gotten up and went into the kitchen to see what that was about. Once he saw Killer and the pot that was on the floor. He looked at Killer with hinted rage in his eye.
"I-I'm sorry, I burned myself and-" He couldn't finish his sentence when Cross had grabbed his wrist, raising it up so Killer was facing him. Pure boiling rage in his eye, his hand tightened around his wrist. "You what? I wanna come home and relax, and you just give me a mess to clean up!" Killer stared up at him in fear, he didn't wanna hurt him. He didn't want to.
Just then, they heard someone walk in, someone who was meant to come over for a proper dinner, who just walked in...right as Cross had struck Killer across the face. A tentacle had pulled him backwards. "I recommend you leave now Cross. Before you do any more damage." Cross had immediately ran out of the room, not daring to look back.
Killer's cheek hurt, already feeling it become sore. He would bring up to wipe it, as if it were bleeding. But was picked up by Nightmare before he even had a chance, Killer would yelp but Nightmare hushed him. Once they were in Killer's room, he was laid down. Killer would sigh softly, knowing that look in Nightmare's eye. "What happened with you two? I thought you said that you two were fine!" Nightmare had practically yelled at him.
Killer breathed out, scared and worried. "How long has this been happening for...?" Nightmare questioned, pulling Killer into a tight hug. (Logic has been thrown out the windowwwww-) "...two years..." Nightmare sighed, releasing Killer. His eye was softened. "For two years he's been abusing you...and you didn't tell me?" Killer nodded, tears welling up in his sockets. Killer bringing Nightmare into a tight embrace. Nightmare sighed, rubbing his back.
"It'll be fine..."
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