𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐧

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Message received from Unknown Number

You. I better see you at my dorm tomorrow. The auditions are tomorrow morning and I don't want to deal with Spudlings with just Rook.

Message sent from Fun-Sized 🦐

What? Who's this?

Message received from Unknown Number

Vil. Do you not know me by now? Incompetent as always. Nonetheless, I'll see you tomorrow. And stay away from that fish.

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But he's so nice

Fun-Sized 🦐 changed Unknown Number's Name to Fairest of them All

Message received from Fairest of them All

Fish are only nice when you feed them. Just like people are nice when you complement them. Don't fall for someone's trickery, Crinkle Cut. I take you to be wiser then that.

Message sent from Fun-Sized 🦐

I suppose you are right. This is like the third time I've heard it... I'm starting to believe it's true.

Message received from Fairest of them All

If it's the third time then maybe you should question who your friends are and where your priorities lay

Message received from Fairest of them All

Either-or, it's late. You best be getting home, or else I'll make sure rook gets you there. Goodnight, crinkle cut. You have 15 minutes.

Message sent from Fun-Sized 🦐

What do you mean by that?

Message sent from Fun-Sized 🦐

Vil?

Turning off your phone, your turned over, staring at Azul. Only then did it register in your mind that you were in his bed. You blinked behind your mask, it was a little too late to be cautious now. You had followed Azul back to his room to chat with him more, not expecting him to fall asleep on you in the process.

Azul knew the real reason you weren't mad wasn't because you were his friend. The only reason was because of severe memory loss. You barely remember the overblot, just like he barely remembers it as well. Which left both of you at stuck an odd place, really. Not knowing to choose forgiveness, or to be mad.

Your hands combed through his silky white locks, felling the pressure of his chest rising and falling in his sleep against your own. He was a bit of a tall child in your opinion, despite being smart... He still just wanted things he's never received. Affection, reassurance, you didn't blame him. Only issue was because he wanted these things and because he knew you gave them, he was exceptionally clingy.

Even before the overblot, you had met him by chance and he grew clingy from your affections since then. You remembered that he used to work for ours at his desk, letting you accompany him while he did so, seated on the couch cushions, spaced out in your own world. He felt at peace with your presence near him. He grew anxious when it was too far away.

"Azul..."

He didn't respond.

"Are you awake...? Azul?"

You needed to get home. You had auditions to get to in the morning for Vil. You shook him gently and he once again didn't respond. Shuffling your hands underneath him, you pried him off of you, placing him back into bed. Your phone occasionally buzzed, making you hurry your processes, tucking Azul in and making sure he slept comfortably.

"Don't go..."

He murmured in his sleep as you stood at the door. You felt a heavy weight on top of you as you left. You knew you shouldn't. You knew you shouldn't be looking back, not comforting him. But some part of you longed for him as a friend once more. You could hear the voices of Leona, Vil, and your knuckleheads yelling at you to leave. So you listened to your head, turning away from the boy as he slept peacefully.

Message received from Ace'd it

Are you alive?!

Message received from Deuce is cool

Floyd kicked us out... we were trying to check on you

Message received from Therapist #1

We're worried about you. You ight?

Message received from Ace'd it

BRUH WE JUST SAW ROOK RUN IN.

Message received from Ace'd it

HOMEBOY IS SPRINTING.

Message sent from Fun-Sized 🦐

What?? Not again bro 😭

Message received from Deuce is cool

Again?????

Message received from Ace'd it

UM?????

A sudden pressure against your hips made you yelp, Rook clamped his arms around you, giving you a tight hug, purring into it like like kind of cat. Yet he looked at you as if you were prey. You don't know why that was. His eyes always seemed to squint at any sight of fear as if it was alluring to him. Like a moth to a flame.

"Bonjour Lapin!~ What are you doing with Roi de Fort? You know you should be at home! It's very late!~ Bad Lapin, Mauvais! It's time for bed!" He tutted at you, still holding you in his arms like some kind of doll. You felt dignity disappear. Freezing up, you once again thought to yourself if this was how you'd die.

"Rook? H... How? It hasn't even been 15 minutes."

"My hunters instinct knows all. I see you, Lapin. You can't hide from moi."

What? Why was he like this? Even when he was being weird, you were at a point of being to tired to care. You reached up, patting his blonde locks while yawning. Whatever, you didn't mind being carried at this point. Walking was to much work anyways. You felt yourself yawn again, leaning into the blonde as he lifted you up with a gentle hum.

He was just so warm. You pet his hair, listening to him hum and chat away about things that have happened with his day. You couldn't help but find yourself at ease. At ease with a man that usually terrified you, at ease with someone who you probably shouldn't.

Hoisted over his shoulder you felt yourself succumb to sleep, not waking up to hear your friends chat around you in relief at the sight of you being alright, not waking up to hear the words of Rook as he carried you home, nor did you feel the gentle kisses he smothered you with as you softly snoozed away.

"Let's take you home, mon cheri. You need rest! You need to remember your mind and body can only work so much. You need to remember to sleep, you only have so long... You shouldn't spend all that time working, remember to love yourself like others love you."

"I wish you have sweet dreams, Lapin."