{{•Bloody Lover•}} ||Horrorlust||

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He had been residing in the two brothers house for almost 3 days now. Papyrus had been kind enough to let him stay, Horror obviously wasn't too keen on the idea but he's a brute so Lust didn't expect any less from him. So, impressions? Papyrus was eager,overly excited, and extremely happy for being stuck in this...horrid place. Still, he was happy that someone here had optimism. Unlike some dickbag. Horror. Horror was stubborn, cold, rude, and creepy! He always glared at Lust and made snarky comments, some about his job and some about eating him. And what's even more insane, is that Lust has done absolutely NOTHING to deserve such remarks! He's kept biting his tongue and has shown no aggressiveness towards the other man, but he still acts like a total asshole to him!

The house was dingy, dirty, and messy in every way. However, it was better than nothing. The house was cold but it wasn't anything near what was going on outside. He slept on the couch because they didn't have any guest rooms, which he was okay with. They—Papyrus was kind enough to let him stay there in the first place. Unfortunately he had no spare clothes...but they did have a washing machine so he would just have to wear this everyday.
Anyway...today was a regular morning. A cold one, but a regular one for the few days that he had spent here. Papyrus and Horror both went out to their posts and Lust was left alone to do...mostly nothing. They did have a few dusty books which Lust was thankful for. The tv was another option, but believe it or not, Lust preferred the books. Don't judge him! Anyway...however today was different. Lust didn't feel like doing anything, so he picked the tv idea instead. He was still pretty tired from this morning, he never was a morning person. Luckily, his shift was usually sometime during the evening. He sighed, he almost missed his shifts. Almost.

He was so caught up in whatever he was watching and feeling himself grow drowsy from this morning that he hadn't noticed a certain man returned home, very early. Said man walked over to him and tapped on his shoulder, to which Lust jumped up and nearly screamed. Well, he would've if Horror hadn't covered his mouth. Lust sighed in relief but glared up at the man for scaring him like that! Once his mouth was uncovered he asked, "What are YOU doing back so early? You just left. Papyrus is gonna kill you." Lust crossed his arms and arched a brow. Horror only rolled his eye and held up something infront of Lust's face. His coat. "A thank you would be nice. Found this during my shift and only one prostitute resides in Horrortale at the moment and wears this kind of thing." If Horror kept referring to him as prostitute, he SWEARS. Technically, it was true....but that doesn't mean he likes to be reminded of it every second of his life. He swiped the coat with more aggression than probably necessary. "Yeah. Cool. But for the record, there is no way i'm thanking you." Lust sneered and put on the coat, shivering a little from the coldness radiating off of it. "Okay, seriously? Why are you being such a bitch now?" Horror growled and Lust's jaw dropped. Well he WONDERS WHY??? Lust snapped, "Because you've been a douchebag the entire time i've been here! Every time i'm so much as a few feet near you, you can't help but run your mouth! And for what?! I have done NOTHING to offend you!"

Lust ranted and Horror only huffed out an offended chuckle, fists clenched. "You've been staying in MY home for days now, you think your entitled to judge me for being a LITTLE pessimistic at some random hooker staying at my house for god knows how long?" "A LITTLE? A LITTLE MY ASS! Ugh...forget it...just go back to your stupid post already! I don't want you near me and you don't wanna be near me so leave!" "Oh GLADLY." And he did. The cannibal left and Lust let out a deep breath he didn't know he was holding in. He growled and mumbled curses and profanities about the cannibal, getting himself comfortable on the couch again. He eventually felt himself start to feel drowsy again, this time he wasn't interrupted and for that? He was thankful.

A little nap wouldn't hurt anybody.