𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝔼𝕕𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕊𝕔𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕩 𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

5

"Mum, he had an axe!" Y/N trembled as he relived that 'nightmare'.

"He's harmless. plus, those were his hands. He's a very sweet young man, and I think you need a proper introduction.." She leads Y/N towards his father and Edward "your father will turn your mattress around for you to sleep on, and then I'll sort him a bed on the floor"

Going down to the basement room, the stairs creak as Y/N and Peg Bothwell side by side.
"Hi, Bill... I just wanted you to have a proper introduction. Edward. this is my son, Y/N" Edward slowly sat up from his drunken state, he stood up and looked down at Y/N, his eyes sparkling and red as he offered his scissors to him to shake...

"uhh... I-" Y/Ns pats his wrist. Edward smiled at the kind gesture, instead of him flinching away.

"Nice to meet you," Edward says, his voice slightly scratchy from the alcohol.

Edward continues staring at Y/N, his mother doesn't notice the awkward staring and takes them back to Y/Ns room.

"wait, we are still sharing a room?" Y/N says dubiously.

"why, yes. you have now met I think it should be fine. you can maybe teach him what young people like these days~" Y/Ns mother says murmured

"..." Y/Ns still uncertain, but couldn't bother fighting anymore, he sits on the edge of his bed, leaving his mother to make a bed for Edward.

she pulls out an old camping mattress, and a big fluffy duvet. Y/N left the room and changed into a pair of pyjama trousers, he was about to walk in there but decided on a vest also, he doesn't want to show his nipples off to Mr scissor fingers in case he cuts them off.

"Hi, Ed. so-" his mother cut him off "he prefers Edward, dear," she says as she hugs them both goodnight, not fearing Edward might cut her.

"Edward, sorry." he raises his brow sarcastically, but it goes unnoticed.

"it's fine Y/N " Edward smiles. he loved the sound of Y/Ns name on his lips. he gets the same feeling whenever Y/N says, Edward.

"goodnight darlings" Peg walks out of the room and shuts the door.

"Good night. Be careful with those hand things..." Y/N flops down on his bed, giving Edward a short awkward wave.

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It's the middle of the night, and Edward can't get himself to sleep. he keeps thinking about Y/N, and how he's right next to him. he keeps repeating his name. now and then he glances up at Y/N, he smiles softly as he listens to Y/N snore.