It Never Ended With A Smile.

You deserved it, honestly

After 5 hours of sleep, Smiley found himself clinging onto Victor as if his life depended on it. He had one of the worst nightmares ever and apparently he held to Victor for protection. He hated himself for it. Alex and Zane had left for work already so Victor and Smiley had the house to themselves. Smiley wanted to go out for a walk and decided that it was the best idea he's ever had. He's never been outside during the day, unless Victor was spoiling him for his good behavior. Which was very rare. As soon as Smiley got out the bed Victor woke up.

"Good morning, my love" Victor sighed. Smiley ignored him.

"Or not...that's fine too I guess."

Smiley turned to him. He flashed Victor his iconic smile and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Victor asked. Smiley just walked out the door. He knew that if he told Victor where he was going then he'd get in so much trouble.

"Smiley, answer me."

Smiley kept walking. Victor had enough of Smiley ignoring him, so got up and looked for him. Smiley was in the kitchen, peeling an orange when all of a sudden two hands wrapped around his neck. Then he was pinned to the wall.

"Next time...don't ignore me, okay?" Victor commented. Smiley barely said the word "yes" when Victor pulled a knife out and slit his throat. Not to the point where Smiley would die but just enough for it to bleed a little. Victor finally let go of Smiley, but he was too scared to move. Victor noticed that.

"Listen, please understand...I do not want to constantly be hurting you just because you decide to be bad. I can't have you disrespecting me and not have any consequences. You need to learn how to treat me, okay? I still love you but I have to discipline you at the same time" Victor explained. Smiley hated that but he didn't know any better.

"Yeah okay..." Smiley said, "Can I leave now?" Victor moved out of his way and went towards a cabinet. Smiley went to the living room and held his hand over the bleeding wound.

"Can you help me bandage the slit, please?" Smiley asked Victor.

"Baby...I cannot assist you with that. Why? Because you deserve that slit, honestly." Victor told him. Smiley didn't say anything, he just held on to the wound.

"Oh...okay. But wasn't cutting my arm off, enough?" Smiley pointed to the remains of his arm. Victor shook his head.

"Nothing is enough for me, not even you. I will always want more from you until you prove to me that you've given your all..." Victor paused, "But, I don't think you've shown me everything you're capable of, so I'll keep torturing you until I get what out of you."

Smiley already knew that.

"Anyway, do you want to have a drink with me?" Victor asked. Smiley took up on Victor's offer. The only reason being was because he wanted to forget about the incident that happened earlier. Victor poured some wine that he found in the cabinet, and passed the glass to Smiley. He then proceeded to do the same for his glass. 30 minutes into the drinking, Smiley had finished a whole bottle while Victor had only two sips of his.

"Are you feeling okay, darling? You've drunk so much already." Victor was actually worried. Smiley wasn't paying attention though, he was too busy watching a dust bunny be blown around.

"Huh? Oh yeah...I'm...okay. Yeah definitely. I just um..." he paused, "What was I saying?"

"I don't know, love. You were just rambling about being okay." Victor told him. Smiley got off the couch and refilled his cup for the 8th time. Victor came after him to try to stop him from drinking. Smiley was already bumping into things and wobbling his way to the living room. That's when Victor got in his way and stole the wine glass from the boy's hand.

"You have to stop drink because then you're going to have a massive hangover and I'm not going to help you fell better." Victor scolded him. Smiley just rolled his eyes.

"Smiley, don't roll your eyes at me!" Victor yelled, "You know what will hap-"

Victor was forced to shut up. Smiley was kissing him. He's always wanted this but he felt horrible for some reason. Smiley didn't know this, so when Victor pushed him away he was shocked.

"You...you can't be doing this!" Victor yelled. Smiley was baffled.

"Why not, sir? I thought you ve always wanted the to do that?" Smiley asked.

"I-I do. But you're drunk. You can't be doing this in the state that you're in," Victor said. Smiley just stared at his boss.

"You know what....it's time to go" Victor muttered. He left the estate without another word.