CHRISTMAS KIDS - YANDERE ! DSMP SUPERHERO AU + TEEN ! READER

// chapter twenty-four : apache tears //

" apache tears // healing grief , grounding , protection "

trigger warnings : cursing, blood, injuries, mentions of mutilation, weapons, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of obsessive behavior

( i cannot tell you how excited ive been to use the "apache tears" crystal for a title in this book my god. )

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third person pov

Y/n stood next to Jester for a moment, the man leading them to a car. Tommy and Ranboo were moved to the car behind theirs, the two guys falling asleep in the back seat. Y/n swayed from side to side heavily, legs struggling to hold them up.

Y/n quietly climbed into Jester's car, of which only had the two of them residing in it. They felt antsy about leaving Tommy and Ranboo with them.

"Loosen up a bit, your as tense as a rubber band!"

He laughed, shrinking back down to his original height to drive. The young adult was just tall enough to fit enough in the car, but had to slouch a bit. They were tired and in pain, anyways.

"So, wazzup with the whole... you know, being in Thanatos' house?"

"him and wilbur are literally insane, i swear. this is like, the second or third time they've kidnapped me and this time they decided to drag ranboo into it."

The ravenette hummed, nodding for them to go on.

"tommy is peitho's brother, but he doesn't like him at all. phil just cut off his wings so i hope they didn't set him on his back in the car.."

The h/cette sighed, their shoulders un-tensing. Jester seemed pleased with the fact they were loosening up, but disturbed at the idea of the whole kidnapping thing.

"And.. what happened with you?"

"whaddya mean?"

They hummed in response, leaning back just a bit farther into their seat. Their legs didn't scar as easily as their face, but were weaker due to, yknow, melting.

"Have you always had all those scars? Look like battle shit to me."

He glanced at them with a sigh, continuing to drive. The path was winding and long, so they would probably be talking for a few hours.

"oh. uh, well, me and ranboo get scars from water. first big ones were from diving in a pool to save tommy, plus wilbur dumpin water on my legs. my fingers are super numb because i dunked them in water for like a week."

Jester blinked. What.. The fuck??

"What about your parents? Where are they at during all of this?"

"dead."

The taller snorted, stretching a bit and popping their back.

"happened when i was 12 or something close to that, everything around that time is fuzzy. but yeah, had two moms but they're both gone."

"Sorry, didn't know."

He fixed his posture a bit, Y/n looking over at him. He didn't look the same as when they were at the house.

He had tanned skin, with a blackish-blue straight mullet and a beanie on top. A long scar ran down from the middle of his chin to the end of his left eyebrow, making the young adult wonder what it was from.

"so, is that how you actually look?"

"This? Well- Ehhhh?"

They both laughed, driving and humming the entire drive. He let them play music on his phone, Brutus by The Buttress blasting in the car as they drove along with other songs they'd listen to on loop.

They couldn't help but notice him changing to a masked appearance after they called him out.

Tommy laid face-down in the back of the car, the seats flat so he and Ranboo could lay down. They both got the medical attention needed, Ranboo snoring into his arm while Tommy blinked wearily.

Slimecicle sat in the seat behind them, rocking back and forth while talking to Aureate. He had to lean his chair back to fit in the car, too. Tall bastard.

"You two doin okay back there?"

The fox queried, trying to keep his eyes on Jester's car. Tommy grumbled an "mhm" while Ranboo slept on. Fundy nodded, leaning back a bit. The teen with the antennas ignored the conversation, playing on what looked to be a nintendo switch.

"Oh- OH HE'S BLEEDING!"

Aureate jumped when Slimecicle shouted, grabbing bandages and such and leaning over to Tommy. The stumps of where his wings would have been bled through his bandages, creating crimson spots on them.

It reminded him of the first time he came to Y/n's apartment, shanked and chased by Sam.

Everything used to be so simple. Get up for class, eat breakfast, say bye to Phil at least 20 times, run because he's late, and gaze in awe of his taller classmate.

They were so chill and rode a motorcycle to school, and still always got their work done. From what he saw, they were amazing in every way.

Although he still held onto that resentment he felt towards them whenever they'd get into trouble with the Big Three.

He bit the car seats when the man's cold hands unwrapped his bandages, looking away out of respect and redoing them with fresh ones. Wonder how Aureate managed to do it without looking- Weird.

Once they finally arrived to the destined Las Nevadas, Y/n nearly fainted. Twinkling neon lights and the sound of lottery machines doing their magic work clinked and blinked in their face, standing taller than they felt in a while.

"Welcome-"

Jester threw out his arms in a flourish, standing in-front of everyone. His form glittered and flashed just like the large base, giving it this amazing casino feel.

"To Las Nevadas!"

The villain's group cheered, well, excluding the teen they learned was named Purpled. He just smiled a bit, nudging Tommy and whispering something that made him giggle. Ranboo leaned on Aureate, who held him like a baby easily.

Tommy didn't even have a shirt on- He had a blanket, so the shirt wouldn't constantly rub against his back. Ranboo was straight up being carried, while Y/n just put their hand on Jester's shoulder.

"How long are we staying?"

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