Location 2 Project: OPPC // DreamTeam AU

Chapter 14

Skeppy was so fascinated.

Fascinated by one of the victims, Badboyhalo.

Such a strange name.

But fascinating.

Bad was in the corner of his container, his blank moonlight eyes glistering softly and his tail gently swaying. Bad didnt notice him but skeppy was mesmerised by just the little things. The way he flicked his lizard tongue over his black teeth, or the way scratched at his temporary subject clothing.

He was so elegant.

Skeppy knew it was obviously because of how unique he is. But he seemed so-

Human

Well very human 9 foot tall demon.

The moment Bad saw skeppy, Skeppy knew. Though it was hard to tell if his pupilless eyes were looking at him, his tail stiffened and his head promptly moved up, meeting perfect gaze with Skeppy.

Skeppy thought the demon would be scared, be apprehensive, hide, run- but he smiled softly at him.

He was stuck in here and he fucking smiled.

Skeppy could only feel empathy for him. He was so kind and sweet and just perfect.
He doesn't belong in a prison.

"Hi, I'm Darryl"

Skeppy was taken by surprise, subjects either dont remember their names or never tell them.

"Hi uh- I'm Zak"

Skeppy cursed at himself, he said his real name.

"B-but call me skeppy please and thank you."

Darryl chuckled gently,
"Ok Skeppy"

Not alot was spoken, they just stared fondly at each other, well Zak assumed he was anyway, hard to tell with those starry eyes.

Zak felt the need to ask.
"Why- why dont you hate me?"

Darryl looked concerned,
"Its probably not your fault I'm here, you just work here, right?"

Zak nodded slowly.

Darryl glanced firmly down at his book, then back at the human boy

He proceeded to tap the spot next to him,
"You like Micheal Morporgo?"

Zak tensed up a little
"I uh never heard of him."
Zak scratched the back of his neck

"Oh well- that was a bad question... do...do you wanna read with me?"
Darryl asked shyly.

He is just so....human..

Zak stumbled on his words, trying to find a worthy excuse but failing, he caved into the temptation.
"I uh...I mean... i guess? SURE yeah hah."

Confused but pleased Darrly tapped the spot beside him once again. Zak crawled over and sat beside him, he could feel the heat coming from is midnight skin, it seemee to almost ooze out of him.

When zak felt his shoulder hit darryl's arm, it was like hot and cold at the same time, wet and dry, day and night.

Though the contrast caused his nerves to malfunction, he felt at ease, the gentle feeling was nice.

They sat together reading the book, to be honest Zak hates books, and wasnt paying attention to it, he was paying attention to him.

Oh god this is so bizarre. If Wilbur saw him he would shout at Zak and then make fun of him and laugh at him for trusting a victim.

Zak couldnt help it.

He's the only one in this damn facility that seems to want Zak to be here.

He just wants to feel wanted.

Darryl's fingers came to a razor sharp point, yet so gently and carefully flicked though the pages, he was so gentle yet so deadly.

Zak reached out and suddenly just lightly placed his fingers on Darryls wrist, Darryl froze.

"Geppy? Do you want me to slow down-"

"Did you just call me Geppy?", Zak smiled teasingly, testing his boundaries.

Darryl flushed,
"W-well yeah it was the a slip of the tongue."

Zak laughed, removing his fingers from Darryls boney wrist.

They both just sat there in silence, everything was calm, everything was right, time might of well have just stopped.

Zak knew from then on, he made a new friend.

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Sorry it's short lmao also reading though the other chapters sorry for the spelling mistakes I suck with grammar.

One thing, would you guys be interested in a comic?