moody x zee

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(im so sorry i literally am idk what i am doing with my life HELP)

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-Mittns' POV-

it has happened, again. weird, tall and dutch man was in the doorway once again, begging for his beloved father's love. Mittns never understood this. why keep trying if the answer is a clear no?

so Zee was there, in the doorway, kneeling in front of Moody with a ring box in his hand. gripping it tightly, his knuckles going into a lighter shade.

"Moody please, just please!"  Zee whispered, his voice sounding desperate and pathetic. 

but it was like Moody didn't even hear his own words. he just looked at him with an unreadable, almost cold expression. this has happened way too many times.

"Zee no, i told you many times. you're scaring my child, just go." Moody said, knowing Mittns would be listening from somewhere. And it was true, Mittns was "hiding" in the other room, listening to everything.

"JUST TAKE MY HEART ALREADY!" the man yelled up suddenly, his voice breaking in desperation. but Moody wasn't giving in. surely, Moody liked, no, LOVED boys, but he only loved the boys who were in his basement. 

"goodbye, superzeehond." he said in a quiet, almost sad voice as he slowly closed the door in front of his... what was Zee to him again? whatever. you get the point. he turned back to Mittns, pretending like nothing happened. Moody was good at that, pretending like everything was fine (even if it was clearly not)

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-Zee's POV-

Zee couldn't believe Moody. his words echoing in his head quietly, growing more loud slowly.

just go. go. go....

Zee slowly stood up, letting his beloved person's words sink in. by now, tears were streaming down his face. what a true pathetic man, no?

he took a deep breath, not even caring to wipe away his tears. He turned away from the house, walking away with his heads down.

he needed to move on. he couldn't move on. not from the man he was in love with since day 1.

He had no idea where he was going, he was just...walking...pointlessly...what a great live this man had.

his heart couldn't bear it anymore, it was ready to explode and blow into millions of tiny pieces.

he just wanted to be loved.

he headed towards the pub, his favorite place of all. no, Moody's house was his favorite place. the pub was the second. he entered, his footsteps loud and quiet at the same time. don't ask how that happened.

He sunk into the stool chair as he sat down, his body weighting on it.

"just give me a glass of whiskey." he muttered under his breath to the bartender. the bartender luckily didn't question him, they just handed him his order and Zee paid.

Zee never felt more miserable in his life. he just drank, ordered more. drank, ordered more while thinking about Moody's words with a blank expression. the man didn't even blink.

when he finally ran out of money, he stood up, ready to go home. i mean, he tried to stand up. he was so drunk he could barely see. so he stumbled out of the pub. we would be lucky if the man even remembered his own name by now.

Moody's words kept repeating in his head continuously. the voices slowly took over, leaving Zee dizzy and more confused he already was.

he tried remembering the way home, but he just couldn't. his steps were slow and unsteady, like he could fall any second. so well, he did. he fell on the hard pavement as he also fell unconscious. surprisingly, he was around Moody's house as he did so.

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-Moody's POV-

It was late already, he just managed to get Mittns to bed. because surely that gremlin was stubborn as hell. he just left his child's room when he heard a small, quiet thud from outside. so he looked out and saw- ohmyfuckinggod.

he saw Zee passed out on the cold pavement, very possibly drunk. he quietly sighed to himself- as much as Zee was well, Zee, he was still a tad concerned for him.

So he went outside, just looking at Zee's body for a mere second. Moody tilted his head in confusion as he checked if the man was even alive. (un)luckily, he still had a pulse.

"you fucking dumbass..." he whispered under his breath. he couldn't just leave him here. With a bit of trying, he managed to pick up Zee's body. he thought about bringing Zee to his own house, but i think we all knew how would that end.

So, after a minute of hesitation, Moody started to walk back to Zee's house with Zee in his arms. He knew his address, after all.

After a few minutes of walking, he finally made it to his house. he opened the door, which was weird because Zee always locked his door. but ignoring that, he just plumped Zee's body down the couch. he also gently pulled a blanket on him. after all, this man was his best friend.

"take care, idiot." he whispered after a second of hesitation. he just silently left Zee's house, leaving unconscious Zee there.

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--END--

end got boring cuz lost motivation soz

im never doing this again (unless...?)

around 850 words