As Damien walked up the long, ever-growing staircase, worry began to grow in him. What if it's too late? What if Pip is a husk because of all the torture? Damien shook his head, getting rid of the thought, "No. He'll be fine," he said to himself, continuing going up. It's a good thing that the larger the number, the lower the room is.
"105 billion!" Damien's eyes widened; he then started to run, "106, 107, 108, 109...." Damien's eyes were stuck on the next door.
He knew that on the other side of this door was his Pip, his Philip. "110 billion...."
Damien reached out for the door and opened it slowly, "Philip? Are you in here?"
Once he looked inside the room, Damien saw a familiar sight-a classroom, Mr. Garrison's classroom. "Oh god... is this Philip's trauma? I was aware that his classmates didn't treat him too well, but... to this extent?" Damien sighed, entered the room, closed the door behind him, and looked around. Everything was a mess, bullet holes in desks, and scratch marks. Damien stood in shock until he heard crying from the corner.
He turned to the corner only to see a sleeping, crying Pip in the corner. Torn and messy clothes on him, his hat even had a hole in it, "Philip!" Damien yelled, running to his side. Pip had been crying, just sobbing in his sleep. Damien hugged him tightly.
With eyes filled with tears, Damien held on to Pip like he was trying to shield him from all the horrible things in the world and the trauma they had both had. He whispered words of comfort and nothings into Pip's ears, his fingers gently playing with Pip's now messy and tangled hair.
As time passed, Pip's sobs soon stopped, and his shaking body relaxed into Damien's hug, snuggling more into his chest. It seemed that Damien just being there made Pip feel safe and comfortable. At that moment, holding each other close, Damien felt a lot of emotions-relief, happiness, relief, and determination to save Pip.
Gently, Damien lifted Pip's head from his shoulder, meeting his tear-streaked face. He gently brushed away a stray tear with his thumb, he whispered, "I'm here, Pip. You're not alone in this anymore." Their love strong.
Damien let Pip rest peacefully for a few more minutes before gently shaking him, "Hey, good morning, my beautiful Brit.~"
Pip's eyes fluttered open, looking around, "Damien...." he said, his eyes then widened, "Damien!?" Pip turned to Damien, surprised, "D-Damien!!" Pip hugged him tightly, tears streaming down his face. "Damien!! Y-You came for me! I-I didn't think you would! Thank you ever so much! I....I love you....so thank you."
Damien smiled, "Of course, I'd come for you. I love you, soulmate or not. But save your thanks for later, my dear. For now, we need to get out of here."
Pip nodded, "Alright, yes. Just one more thing." Pip leaned in and kissed Damien's forehead. Damien blushed as Philip then added, "If you fancy, I could give your lips a kiss."
Man did Damien want that to happen, but he knew that they couldn't, he didn't want to burn his beloved Pip, his Philip, Damien shook his head, "It sounds lovely, but I wouldn't want to hurt you. Forehead and cheek kisses will have to do."
Pip frowned, "Alright...."
"Now, let's get out of here." Damien picked Pip up, bridal style, and was about to leave when speakers came on.
"Unauthorized individual detected in torture chamber 110 billion! All guards at the growing staircase!"
"Fuck!" Damien exclaimed as he ran down the stairs, holding Pip tightly, "Hold on, Philip. I've got this."
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"Will you be by my side?" Damien x Pip
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