I awoke with dark thoughts today. Me and Taco were both a bit awkward after we realized we fell asleep cuddling.
Paintbrush was worried that I wasn't in the room, but didn't come to look for me of course. I got Taco some new toppings, and she was finally prepared to show herself to the hotel. Now we're walking down the hallway, it feels like my hand should be on hers..
We reach the lobby before I realize. No one really notices at first, I take her to get breakfast, and she hugs me, shaking. I hug her back, fighting the urge to kiss her on the forehead.
We go to the table, sit down next to eachother.
And finally, someone notices.
Fittingly, but dreadfully, it's Mic.
Mic PoV
I see a familiar face out of the corner of my eye. I brush it off, it's normal for me to hallucinate her. But it persists, and persists. I look up, and there she is, in her not-so glory.
The sight of her almost sends me into an immediate panic attack. I cover my mouth, feeling sick. I stop eating, glaring over at her. I'm too scared to point her out, due to fear of being hurt, but i mouth to her.
'Why are you here!?'
She puts a finger over her mouth, subtly pointing to Lightbulb.
Is Lightbulb her new.. toy or whatever!? Lightbulb knows what happened with me and her!
I decide to speak up. I'm surrounded by friends. I can't get hurt.
"Ok, so.. what is she-"
I point towards Taco.
"-doing here."
Taco PoV
Oh great. She's noticed me. Here comes the verbal assault.
Or physical, I don't know.
I sit, dissociating, waiting for the beration. Lightbulb looks over at me worriedly, I had promised her I would stand up for myself..
I can't though, I just can't.
Her flinging of hurtful words is taking a while..
Awkward silence. I feel everyone's eyes on me, waiting for me to speak up.
It feels like a huge weight bearing down on my back. I feel like i'm going to curl up and disappear.
My mental distress must've been evident, as Lightbulb places a hand on my shoulder and whispers "you ok?"
I nod, and now everyone's looking at Lightbulb and not me.
Thank you Lightbulb.
Mic speaks up again, and i shut my eyes tightly. Her gain's all the way up.
"Lightbulb, talk."
LB PoV
I start to speak, explaining the situation. Everyone looks very pissed off, besides OJ, Taco and.. Tissues. But he doesn't express much emotion to begin with.
Mic seems a little less pissed, but still looking like she's ready to lunge at Taco at any moment.
"So.. yeah."
I finish, and we sit around in awkward silence for a bit. I continue eating, as does Tissues.
Taco looks very, very nervous.
Mic turns her gain down, still quite angry.
"Fine. But you're not making me do anything with her until she's proven that she's gonna be good."
I nod, and Taco picks up her plate, and I escort her back to her room. Once we get in, she sets her food down, and buries herself into my arms, almost immediately starting to cry. She talks incoherently through tears, but luckily i've dealt with this kind of stuff with Fan.
"W..why did I think that was a good idea!?" She blubbers, sobbing. "I wish I had never done any of this, I wish I just stayed in the woods.."
I shh her, murmuring "it's okay.." as I do.
"Hey, don't say that.. You're here because you're trying to be better, and.. that was the first step. You just have to try and be your best self, ok?"
I say, patting her back.
"No one's perfect immediately. They're going to have to get used to you again."
She looks up at me with a slight smile, tears still flowing down her face. I wipe them, and I blush, finally giving into my urges and giving her a kiss on the forehead.
Her face immediately flushes, getting very flustered, burying her head into me again. I know it's been years since she's gotten affection like this, ever since..
pickle..
I sigh, enjoying the feeling of her in my arms.
It's gonna take me a while to let go.
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QUICK A/N!!
Helloo!! I apologize for the amount of Tacobulb in this story, I know it's a bit problematic, (i hate proshippers with a vengeance), but I felt like it would be fitting for the story.
ALSO!! I know this is supposed to be a darkfic, and trust me that is coming, but I just felt like doing a bit of fluff and angst.
(also this may get spicy next chapter so watch out)
802 words holy maracas!!!
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