TW!
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The lock clicked, and Boogie pushed the motel room door open. His movements were slightly hurried. He knew he heard crying. Did someone get in regardless? I'll clobber Dutch if he let anything happen!
He surveyed the entire room, and stared bug-eyed at Dutch.
"What...are you doing?"
"Shut up and let me finish," Dutch grunted.
"Umm...okay." Boogie sat down by the desk and watched them, still a bit dumbfounded at what he'd walked into.
Muichirō was crying his eyes out, panting, and wheezing. He hung on Dutch's neck, thin legs wrapped around the man's waist. Dutch hushed him, rubbing him on the back while bucking his hips forward.
"Hang on a bit more."
Then he groaned loudly, collapsing on top of Muichirō and covering the boy's mouth before the latter screamed.
Boogie laughed scornfully. "You seem to be forgetting that he's just a nine-year-old brat. You're treating him like he's an adult, my guy! Save the lewd behavior for your bitches."
Dutch looked at him with a grimace. "Don't lecture me on how to do things. You're the one who just forces your way everywhere, so keep quiet."
Boogie let out a growl in disgust, and Dutch just shrugged. He slid on his boxers and picked Muichirō up, taking him to the bathroom.
He turned on the faucet, began filling the bathtub with warm water, and peeled off Muichirō's bandages. He clucked his tongue once he noticed the wounds underneath.
"He hit you...with an electric cord?"
The child nodded, his lower lip quivering.
"Mmm. Get in the tub."
Muichirō slipped carefully into the tub and winced. The hot water stung the wounds on his body, yet managed to slightly soothe the pain in his stomach. He lathered soap onto a small washcloth and washed himself gingerly.
Dutch watched him carefully, before pulling him out of the tub unannounced. He wrapped Muichirō in a towel and rubbed him down.
Poor, innocent little child. So hopeless. This is your life now.
"Alright. Dress up, and I'll take my bath. Boogie will take you to the car, he should have all our stuff in it by now."
The boy nodded, and left the bathroom. Dutch heard Boogie yelling on the other side of the door, and a yelp from Muichirō. He took his time in the bath.
Boogie stood in front of the bathroom door, tapping his foot.
"Dutch!!! GET OUT!! You're wasting my time!"
The other man walked out, his hair damp and a towel around his shoulders.
"Are you ready to go? Ah, I see you are."
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The monster under my bed
FanfictionEvery young child has a monster living in their closet or under their bed at some point. But they all grow out of it at some point. Muichirō is known to have a hyperactive imagination. So when he thinks there's a monster under his bed that also live...
