Hola girls and girls with dicks, I have returned with some Jaredbur, inspired by the one amd only _peach_is_blue_ (amazing fic writer, check out their stuff please or perish /j)
With that out of the way, we story now.
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How the hell did he get here?
Why was he here?
Ha...he can't entirely remember. All he can remember is that he's doing this for his love. His everything. Wilbur.
He would do absolutely anything for that man. So...
Why was he nervous?
He shouldn't be...partners aren't afraid to do things for their love, correct? So...why was he scared to...
That doesn't matter now. All that matters is making sure his lover is safe.
So, he lifts up his hands...
And murders Wilbur in cold blood.
...
Oh god.
'ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod-'
He just...
He...
He screams.
And screams.
And screams.
And screams.
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"Hey, Jared?" His love asked, while they were cuddling.
"Mmm...yeah darling?" Jared responded sleepily, burying his face into the crook of Wilbur's neck.
"Would you do anything for me?" The slightly shorter male asked, playing with Jared's hair.
"Baby, I'd sell my soul and tear my limbs if it means you're safe, and that isn't an exaggeration." Jared replies.
Wilbur smiled. "That's sweet, Jared..." He sighed. "I'm sorry we couldn't spend more time together."
Jared lifted his head up. "What are you talking about, Wilbur?"
"I'm saying that this isn't real. I want you to remember that I love you, and that I... I'm grateful you did it."
And the memories flood back.
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He stared at the knife in his hand. He trembled as he dropped it. So, as he hugged the corpse of his lover close, blood soaking into his clothes, there was only one phrase going through is brain.
'What the fuck have I done?'
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This is my first attempt at writing legitimate angst lmao- Ye had fun with this-
Kay bye-
