Everyone had a coping mechanism for stress, some common, some odd, and some scary.
William's was no different, not common or at least he thought so, not scary, but probably a bit odd.
Drawing on his arms. That was his coping skill.
Tracing the black marker across his palm, if he couldn't vocal out his screams in shout or sobs, he might as well draw it instead.
It was easy to do, simple to hide, and fast to calm his nervous ticks.
...
"William?"
Just pretend.
William turned around to him and eagerly smiled, approaching the glitch. "What is it, Vince?"
"There's something on your arm. What is it?" The rabbit queried, reaching his fingers over to grab William's forearm, but William jerked it away.
"I was doing some crafts, and accidentally got the paint all over me. You know how clumsy I am sometimes-.." William nervously smiled at him, swallowing an invisible lump in his throat.
"Go wash it off then, it makes you look hideous." He grunted, yanking William's arm back and giving him a nasty glare.
Please leave me alone.
Just fuck off already.
Why do you treat me like this?
What did I ever do to you?
I just want you to care about me.
But he wouldn't dare to say any of that.
"Yes, sir."
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Vinliam Oneshots I ♪🥀♪
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