Hurt butcher

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Farm POV-
I had been wondering awhile now how Horror could chop so well. It had been stewing in my brain. So as I adjusted my hat and Horror followed me outside to go help I finally got the courage to ask him.
"Hey, sprout?"
He looked up to me and I tilted my head back.
"What'd you used to do...in your au I mean."
He gave me a sad far away look.
"I did whatever-my brother told me"
The answer unsettled me deeply. Error said his brother was the one who tried killing him. Is that why he was so scared of my brother? I was going to change the subject when he said, "anything from loaning myself out, to sleepless nights of hunting, to simply clearing out my room for another monster that he offered my room to stay in for the night."
"Woah woah wait, you're telling me he would make you leave your room so another monster could stay there?! Sleepless nights outside! And....what do you mean he'd make you loan yourself out." I was fuming when he thought over his answer, "I'd sell my body, granted I'm pretty ugly...but that's not what they were looking for. I was a good fuck apparently. As for hunting, I killed humans because my brother needed to survive. I was a butcher in my au, of sorts. I chopped thin slices of meat and sold them."
I stared at him horrified for a few moments. Not because he killed humans, i understood he had to to survive. Like an animal would have to kill to eat. However, his brother was worse than I previously thought. And the look on Horror's face told me that he didn't know what happened to him was wrong. His next words made me feel even sicker.
"I actually thought you were going to touch me like that when I first woke up here...heh...."
"I'd only do that if you wanted me to" I said half-jokingly.
"What do you mean?" He blushed seeming to understand how weird that sounded. But still seemed confused about the concept of consent.
"Jesus Rory, you have to want that-"
"But I didn't want that" he interrupted.
I looked at him sadly and he chuckled sorely.
"It hurt especially if they didn't even bother to see if I was alive afterwards. They hardly ever gave me the scraps I had asked for as payment."
I imagined him hiding in the snowy forest crying...not even knowing why he felt sick. With him still naked and terrified.
"Well, when you are here you don't have to do anything you don't wanna' Kay ror"
"M'kay...thanks Farm"
I kissed the top of his head and he blushed deeply.

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