Cut me up (slasher x reader oneshots)

Sweet tooth ~ Ex's and oh's

Requested by:Qweenstiffy
Okay, I don't know much about Sweet tooth, but I did my best!

"I don't even care anymore. Like. Litteraly. Don't care."
You spoke, sounding rightfully offended.
The person next to you muffled in fear.
"Litteraly! He's a bitch. He hurt my tiny little heart, I don't wanna talk to him anymore. Don't even wanna see him." You continued to sharpen your nails in frustration as you threw your legs on the car dashboard.
The person continued to wail, with tears streaming down their taped mouth.
"Oh shut up..." You turned to the poor man for a quick second.

You picked him up somewhere at the side of the road, dragging him in your car, and kidnaping him purely to have someone to talk to.
Obviously he'd be dead after you're done.

It's just that...
"Do you even know how frustrating it is, when someone that has been with you for... god knows how many months, doesn't even say an 'I love you'?" You threw your hands around.
"Do you Richard?" You turned to the poor male, making him twitch away with fear.
"We were the... the clown duo, I loved my lil Sweetie tooth..." You hugged your arms, remembering all the murders you two comitted together.

You had broken up with the clown just the other evening.
It was because you wanted some love damn it!
"Hey Sweetie?" You stopped looking out the window, turning your head upside down to look at your blood-stained beloved, who was somewhat focused on the road ahead.
You recieved a curious "hm?"
"I love youuu" You grinned brightly, leaning closer.
You only got a chuckle in response.
"Hey. Tooth! I said I love you!" You put on a slightly puffed expression.
"I heard" The deep voice responded.
You sat up straight.
"Then say it back you dunce!"
Sweet tooth sighed.
"Babe y'know I ain't all 'bout feelings 'n shit." He grumbled.
"C'mon, it's not hard to say it!" You hoped on the seat, meaning to get his attention.
"Y'know we're fine" The clown said, shifting on his seat uncomfortably.
"No- say it normaly!" You barked.
Did he really not love you?
Was he actualy lying?
"Geez, what's your fuckin' deal out of the sudden?" Tooth turned to you for a sec, before looking back at the road.
The everlasting flame started to dance rather agressively.
"You don't love me! I knew it!" You gasped, maybe being a little too dramatic.
But you couldn't admit it there!

Well... that argument ended up with you jumping out the moving car, rolling on the broken asphalt, before running off.
After that, you got a car, Daniel, and here we are.
You sighed.
"Y'know Mike... maybe I pushed too much..." You rolled on your side, looking at the horrified man.
Me murmured muted words in response.
"Yeah... my Sweetie toothie was the only person I had" You looked up, slightly showing your lower lip.

After an awkward while of silence, you heard tires, and a car engine somewhere in the distance.
Normaly you wouldn't care as much, but they were getting rapidly closer.

"Oh god, John, somebody's coming! Shut up!" You hissed at your 'co-rider', sliding down your seat.
The car stopped.
A door opened, and shut rather agressively.

"Bitch!" A single bark came from the location of the car.
You imidiately lit up. You crawled back on your seat, looking back with the mirror above your dashboard.
You recognized the boping head on top of the old ice cream truck.
You felt angry all over again.
The audacity of this- this clown!

You crawled out your car, on top of the roof.
"Who do you think you're bitching, Sweet tooth?!" You almost spat the name.
"You!" He hroared at you.
"Me!" You squeaked back.
"You dumb- idiot!" He stomped towards your car.
"You motherfucker!" You stomped on the roof.

"Why would you just jump out?!" He yelled up at you.
"Because fuck you! That's why!" You jumped down from the car, stomping towards him.
Normaly no idiot would get this close. But you didn't relize your danger at that moment.
Maybe you didn't want to.
"You could've died you dumbass!" He growled, towering over you.
"So what! What would you care? You don't even love me! At least not enough to grow a pair and say it out loud!"
There was a small second of silence.
"That's it. Get over here you." Tooth's voice was way quieter than before.

Back when you were together, that usualy meant bad stuff.

"No wait I didn't muen-" Your eyes were quickly slapped covered by his hand, and your mouth silenced by something... surprisingly warm and soft.
Softer, warmer than his mask...
You wanted to push Sweet Tooth away at first by grabbing onto his harness, but soon relized that he was actualy sharing a normal kiss with you...
Your first...
You were always told to kiss him on the mask if you had to.
And if the mask was off, he didn't want you to look.
And even though he was weirdly covering your eyes, it felt so nice.

You sighed, feeling an awful lot lighter.
Sweet's free hand went in your hair, pushing you closer.
Your hands slid from his harness, up to his chest, sticking around, until the kiss was separated with a quiet *mucq*.
Your eyes were uncovered again, once his mask had been safely slipped on.

You went to speak, but you were cut off by the bigger man.
"Listen. I do like you. I do. Hell, I even care about you. I love you. I don't like saying it, but I do" He slowly let go of you, watching for any sort of expression.
Something to tell him if he fucked up, or scored.
You quietly peeped before squeaking out loud. You jumped off the ground, in sweet tooth's arms, hoping he'd catch you.
Fortunately he did.
You absolutely slammed his masked face with several kisses.
"I love you! I love you! And you love me!" You continued to squeal out.
"Fuckin' hell I shouldn't have done that-" He grumbled under you, pushing you back.

"What'daya say we go ride someone over?" He suggested, still holding you up with no trouble.
"Oooh yes! Great date idea!" You waved your legs as the clown carried you off to his truck.

"I love you..." You quietly said as he drove the car, looking for an innocent hitch hiker
Sweet tooth only sighed into his mask. "Love you too darlin'..."

Poor kidnapped guy was left in the car
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