The Child We Have Now {C!Skephalo Sequel}{Complete}

Fucked Up

TW// Mentions of sexual harassment and suicide.

Halfway through the day, Bad felt a break again. Hani was crying to no end, and the oven randomly decided to stop working. Bad called someone to come take a look at it, but they wouldn't be available for a couple days. That left Bad rocking Hani and himself, trying not to lose it. It's not like the oven alone broke him. Bad was constantly feeling on the edge And any little thing pushed him.

"Please, Hani. Just shut up, please." Bad sucked in a big breath and exhaled long. "Here, play." He set her down in the safety of her fenced-in play area. She continued to cry and scream, but Bad walked away.

Bad went to the bathroom and sat on the counter. He held his face and started breathing quickly. His chest restricted and his heart was beating wildly. Little did he know, his husband was also having a panic attack.

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"I can't take your photo if you're crying." Bagi said stiffly. "You look a mess."

Skeppy shifted on the stool. "I'm not crying."

"You look like you're going to explode!" The makeup artist ran onto the set to attempt covering the panic with some powder. "We don't have time for emotions."

Skeppy tried to hide his pout and look at the camera. Everyone was stiff today. The photographer, the makeup artist, the set designer, the stylist, everyone. Like they were being pulled by strings. Like they were scared.

Skeppy looked at the camera and tried to fix his smile.

"Your eyes, fix your eyes." Bagi was shaking lightly. Cucurucho needed this shoot done today. If everyone there had to kill the models and rearrange their bodies for the shoot, they would. To save themselves.

Skeppy tried to dry out his eyes and focus on the camera.

"I'm sorry, it's not enough." Bagi's voice was sympathetic but she had to stay focused. "This is the happiest fucking day of your life, okay? Smile."

Skeppy felt a chill as he forced himself to smile with his eyes. He felt relief when Bagi finally snapped a photo. Then a few more as Skeppy tried out a couple different forced smiles.

"Okay." Bagi sighed in relief too. "Skeppy's done. Where's Pac?"

Cellbit adjusted the set once Skeppy walked off. "I haven't seen Pac. He may be changing?"

Skeppy walked to the changing area to get out of the clothing he didn't own. He saw Pac being buttoned into a tight plaid shirt. "Nice..." He had a habit of complimenting his coworkers.

Pac nodded, he wasn't smiling genuinely today either.

"Are you okay?" Skeppy worried, now that he knew how absurd Cucurucho could be.

Pac opened his mouth hesitantly, but Forever purposely jabbed him with a safety pin.

"Ow!" Pac yelped and smoothed out his shirt.

"They are ready for you..." Skeppy told him, not wanting him to get in trouble.

"O-okay..." Pac ran off.

Skeppy looked to Forever. "What's going on here?

Forever raised an eyebrow. "Have you finally had an encounter?"