Jackie awoke with a groan.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BE-!
'God, that stupid alarm!' He reached over to his phone and shut it off as quickly as he could as to not wake Marvin...
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'Why the hell is Marvin in Jackie's room???' You looked on, baffled as you saw the brothers cuddle up again.
Well, why are you WATCHING? Ever hear of something called 'privacy', bitch? They can do whatever the fuck they want! If Marvin wants cuddles, by god, he's getting them!
'Oh, fuck off, you... Crazy voice in my head!'
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Jackie grumbled and reburied his face in Marvin's hair, nuzzling and kissing his forehead gently. A few moments slipped by of content silence, before Jackie gave a sigh and unwrapped his arms from around his little brother. He yawned and stretched he sat up, the blanket sliding down to reveal... Oh, good, he's wearing sweatpants. No shirt, but he has clothes on, so you don't necessarily have to stop watching... Not like you COULD... For some odd reason, Mark wanted you to watch the 'hero' closely today...
So, let's see why.
Marvin gave a small hiss and dragged the older back down to cuddle. "C'mon, little bro! You're not a baby, let me up." Jackie snorted, trying to gently shove the other off. "...Noooo... I don't waaant tooo... I want cuddles." Marvin moved to lay directly on top of the hero, snuggling into the other's chest. "I swear- you act like a cat! Always have to have your way, huh? C'mon, I have to get up! If you keep pulling this shite, I won't let you sleep with me anymore~!"
Okay, that sounded wrong.
"Pfft! Good! YOU'RE the one constantly dragging me off-!"
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You covered your ears, blushing furiously.
OKAY! THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT!
Whatever the hell THAT was...
You know that they're brothers... But their words taken out of context- context you didn't have- were dangerous.
You looked away from the screen, letting out a whine, "MAAAAAAARRRKKK! GODDAMMIT! I DON'T WANT TO SEE THIS SHIT! SEND ME SOMEWHERE ELSE, PLEASE!"
Of course, Mark couldn't hear you since he was in his Waking World... But the void answered for him, understanding the demand. Since Mark wanted you to watch the hero, and you didn't want to watch THIS...
It simply knocked you out for until Jackie leaves the room.
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Jackie hummed softly as he exited the room, holding the door open for Marvin.
"Thanks..." Marvin stretched and gave a grunt before looking the older brother up and down. "You still haven't put on a shirt." "Eh. Doesn't matter, we're all family. I'll put one on after breakfast." Jackie shrugged it off, following the shorter ego downstairs.
It was oddly quiet this morning. Usually, either Anti would be doing something weird or funny, or Henrik would be chatting with Chase. It had been EXTRA weird yesterday and the night before, while Anti was missing. Everyone had been silent and panicky, the air getting thicker and more tense.
They never realized it before, but Anti really brought the life to this house. He was a little comedian and LOVED pranks. He lightened the household, in an odd way. After they had decided to give him a chance- as a part of the family- things had gotten a lot livelier and they started behaving more like a family, and less like a bunch of random people that just live together.
So, it was a bit worrying that things hadn't gone back to normal with Anti back... Until they went into the living room.
"...That's fooking cute..." Marvin smiled gently, lowering his voice to a whisper as to not awake the sleeping egos.
Henrik and Chase had each other in a half-hug, Chase's head leaning on Hen's shoulder with the other's head on his. Sitting in their laps, was Anti. The glitch was cuddled up to Henrik's chest, and the older egos had him in a soft but protective embrace. Anti really looked like a child in that moment. So small and cute...
So vulnerable...
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I'm So Sorry
FanficDark has many secrets about his past. But when things go south, and he's coerced into something unexpected- his past comes back to haunt him, as it always does. Can Dark save everyone from the ghosts of his past? Can he even save himself? It seems e...