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Paper x OJ - fears, tell me fears/don't get me started

A/N

(sees someone requested angst)
oh... oh... (cries tears of joy)
so yeah guys
no mercy with this one
look the amount of power i feel when i make my readers cry is unhealthy
i drink your tears as motivation
my editor is well aware of this
anyway you can ignore that entire section
let's get into it!!

!!WARNING!!

This oneshot contains:

Panic attacks/mental breakdown depictions (based on my personal experiences)

angst angst baby

Death and i refuse to elaborate on that

3rd POV

"What do you mean they're diving off the roof?!"

OJ loved his job. Really, he did. Being a hotel manager included... more than he expected, but he enjoyed being able to help others nonetheless.

"Cherries, you can't dive into the pool from here."

"Watch me!"

OJ grabbed the two by the collars of their shirts, dragging them back inside as one protested for freedom.

"Awww, cmon! Are we not allowed to have any fun around here?"

If you asked OJ back at the end of season one if he thought he'd be looking after a group of people who were mentally five, he would've said something along the lines of, 'Yeah probably.' However, if you asked if he thought he'd be looking after a literal 12 year old, he would've probably said no then questioned why you were asking him this.

"OJ! Yin-Yang's holding a bunch of people hostage in the pantry and now he's demanding ransom!"

Being a hotel manager had its perks. He got to live in a hotel, make new friends, and finally gained enough confidence to confess his feelings to Paper. (End-of-season-one-OJ would've never believed you on that one.)

"Yin-Yang, what the hell?"

OJ and Paper had been dating for almost two years now, something that both were overjoyed about. Their relationship had been fairly stable due to the two knowing each other so thoroughly.

"We demand that Tissues be brought back! Yes! Otherwise we will keep them here forever!"

OJ sighed, noticing that the hostages were sitting around freely. Tissues had to go to the hospital, mostly due to his condishawn worsening. OJ was instructed to not tell Yin-Yang, mostly due to their destructive tendencies and what they might do if they knew he was at the hospital.

"Tissues is really sick, okay? He's only gone because we want him to get better, but I promise he'll be back when he's feeling better."

Yin-Yang hopped down from where they stood on the kitchen counter, Yin making sure not to topple anything on the way down.

"So he'll be- So he'll be back soon?"

OJ nodded with a tired smile.

"Yaaaay!"

The boy giggled, proceeding to inform their hostages that they were free to go.

"OJ? We have a-"

"I'll be there."

OJ's job was very important. He had to look after everyone in the hotel.

"Hey OJ? I think I-"

"On it!"