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Your POV

Sap and I sat childishly curled up, squished into either side of Dream, his arms curled around our figures.

"Are yous okay? Like what happened? Did she touch you? Hurt you?" Corpse asked, flying through his words.

He took my arm gently with his warm hands, running his fingers over the area.

"No. Just a creepy lady with a knife" Sapnap uttered humorously.

I personally thought that they were acting kind of over-the-top, but I didn't mind. It was nice.

Corpse's warm touch grazed over the skin on my forearm down to my hand where a faint scar lay along the edge of my palm.

"What's this?" The question caught all three of the boy's attention.

It was from the unfortunate small wound I received during the one cleaning session I got myself involved in.

Well this is awkward.

"I-it's from a bit of glass I got stuck in my hand a small while ago"

'Damnit why did I stutter? It's not even a lie!' Internally shaking my head, I waited for their reactions. Whether they'd reject it and ask for another explanation, or accept it and move on.

Sap seemed to let it go almost immediately, though Dream seemed a little reluctant and suspicious of it.

But Corpse had a worried frown set on his face. He rubbed the small mark on the side of my hand softly before looking up at me.

"Glass? Or mirror" he asked, appearing to already know the answer.

Corpse's POV

"..Mirror" she replied sheepishly.

I knew. But I was hoping I was just overthinking. I hoped it was just me being paranoid.

This is my fault. She'd left to clean up the shattered glass in my apartment. She cut herself while cleaning up the mess that I made.
Y/n hurt herself with the shattered pieces of my mirror that I smashed.

'Fuck.'

My thoughts fell into a twisted mess of self-hatred, guilt, blaming myself for everything that happened to Darling.

I brought the marked skin to my face, pressing my lips gently to the scarred area before bringing her hand down back to my lap. I fiddled with her fingers as I apologized.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault. I'm sorry my mess harmed you. I should have cleaned it myself" I mumbled quietly.

Her fingers closed around the tips of mine, halting my fidget.

"You're fine, Babe. You weren't in a mentally stable condition at the time. And plus, I wanted to and it needed to be done. It was nothing big"
I looked up at her, scanning her features in the dim light.

"But-" "Shush" she squeezed my hand. "I don't wanna hear it" Y/n smiled softly.

I couldn't help but guiltily smile back at her. Just the slightest.

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Your POV

Corpse came back into the room. It's been hours since he called the police, and they called him back a few minutes ago.

He sat down with us in the bundle of our bodies on the barrel seat, laying back down between Sapnap's legs.

I sat in Dream's crossed lap, Sap sat between my legs, my arms wrapped around him, hugging his back to my chest as he silently read some sort of manga that he'd retrieved from Corpse's apartment.