Helliam/Willry Oneshots + Random Scenarios

"Discontinued"

Warning: Mentions of Murders and No Willry (Nor Helliam)

"??????" POV
"Discontinued" Hearing that immediately would make one concern and worried. Even more if they loved something. Imagine that. Loving something. Hell, how do you love someone? I knew of that concept but could never truly understand it.

Or was I lying? Did I love someone? I could count my kids but after everything, they didn't count nor matter. I hurt the only one who I could say I loved. What he thinks of me now is all I think of. What he thought of me before and now are definitely very different.

I mean, I could simply ask him. One simple phone call or text could lead to us in his living room discussing a matter. Maybe more if I dared. It's been 6 years. 35 to be exact. Yet only 3 since I remember and realized so many things that later lead to him and I somehow managing to rebuild our relationship with each other. Hell, he even made it possible for my kids to look at me as their father.

Did I love him? Yes. Did he love me? Who knows. He could hate me with ever bone in his body and be faking everything but somehow.....that's not that case. Well, the hating with every bone in his body part.

If he did love me, I wouldn't know. Unless I talked to him about it. And out of everything, I, "??????" Dave Afton, was afraid of something. Note that this is from a full on serial killer who lead a cult. Keyword: Lead. I stopped it for him and gave it to someone I trusted yet I didn't have the balls to tell him I was in love with him.

Madly in love with him.

Flashback: 3 years ago

"??????"'s POV
I watched as the void I was in cracked with each thought of my mistakes. With each thought of the hatred shown to me due to my unfortunate actions. Out of everything, I just wanted him. I didn't kill his child to have him, it was out of.......Insanity. So many things snapped into place in the worse of ways and caused this. Yet, I still won't put myself down.

When you think about it, I accomplished so much. Building a business, making robots to entertain and kill kids at the same time, not killing my own kids.....purposeful, managing not kill everyone that looked at me when I was on the brink of losing it, and two of the things I'm most proud of.....being able to trust someone and being trusted back.

Now, to most that would seem easy, right? For me, hell no. I promised I would never trust someone to myself yet this one person made it possible. Hell, he trusted me after I lied right to him about the robots being murder-machines. I always thought the only special thing about our relationship was that I could trust him, yet I now find myself at him doorstep trying to rebuild our relationship.

Ever since I got of the stupid "Personal Hell", I made a whole-ass cult concept only to never truly care about it considering he just had to exist. He had already looked amazing to me but with the added pure white angel wings, he managed to stay on my mind. I didn't have to worry about or watch murders that trusted me, considering that "Glitchy Bitch" was there.

There was no use pondering on these topics anymore. I was standing in the rain just waiting for him to open the door and not slam it in my face. I truly wanted to tell him about very thing. I literally brought a lie-detector test, everything I wrote from the '70s to the '90s, and all the letters I wanted to send him when I was in prison. They were all safely stored in my jacket that could hold basically anything.

Knock Knock

I held my breath hoping he would be willing to let me talk. The door open to reveal Henry will an annoyed expression on his face. "Hi. How are you? Good? Bad? Who cares! So-" I started but then was cut off Henry dragging me inside. I stumbled before catching my footing. I before I could turn and question him, I'm being dragged into the living-room. I swear this man is going to be the final death of me.

Flashback End

"??????"'POV (Present)
I was taken out of my flashback by someone shaking me. I looked over to see Henry standing there, looking extremely tired. "Whatcha doing up at this time of night Doll?" I question him. He never slept when we were alive and somehow being dead didn't change that. "You're not in bed with and me along with the fact you said we would cuddle. Yet here you are writing like you're running out of time or some shit."

The funny thing is...we were dating yet I was too much of a baby to tell him how much I loved him. Sure, I could say it over and over again but I just couldn't explain to him how head over heels I was for him. "I swear.....each time I see you, you have something to write about yet you've written about everything." He said snapping out of my thoughts.

"Okay, okay. Fine, give me a minute-", before I could finish, he cut me off, "Nope. You said that an hour ago. What makes this situation even more annoying is that I managed Charlotte's music-box so you can't say there's a chance she'll wake up". Welp, he got me there. I've used that excuse to the point he fixed the box. Somehow, even though I killed her, Charlie qualified me as a second father to her. I mean, it kinda makes sense considering she's three.

"Okay, you got me. Let's go so you can stop complaining." I said while getting up so he wouldn't harass me more. Seeing how happy he was I actually listened to him, it made me actually love even more, which is surprising.

After a quick shower, I flopped down on the bed next to Henry and turned to face him. "Oh would you look at that, he didn't take 30 years in the shower." I rolled my eyes since he's an ass and probably never stop making "30 years" jokes. "Ha. Ha. You do realize that I could simply leave back to my office while you're sleep." He glared at me before turning away from me with a huff.

I laughed a bit before moving closer to him to "spoon" him. When it comes to the concept, I'm clear the bigger spoon considering he's 6'7 while I'm 6'11and I'm pretty sure I could over 7'0 since "the suit" was 7'5 and my head was merely slightly shorter from the top. "You know, I know you're not actually mad at me." I said very close to his ear which caused him to shudder and he even moved closer.

"Shush, I asked for cuddles and your presence not sarcasm jackass." Instead of saying something smart like I wanted to, I just put some small kiss around his neck. "I said cuddles not sex." He said moving away then turning to face me. "I'm joking Hen, I perfectly fine with cuddling with you" Henry smiled and moved closer to me, which made me smile, and it was actually genuine.

"I love you Vivian"

"I love you too, Henry"

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