⚠️|Truly, Deeply, Madly

(4) STAY AWAKE. (4)

⚠️|WARNING: Blood will be presented, if you are not comfortable with this, look out for a paragraph starting with the ⚠️ icon, skip over it until you reach a paragraph starting with the 🟡 icon. That means the mature scene is over. (This is for those who are uncomfortable with that type of scene, but still want to read.)

[Minor] Reader discretion advised.

Enjoy!

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So, he did end up sleeping in the bathtub.

Much better than sleeping in the same bed as Green— or anyone else, for that matter. But Green probably wasn't content with that decision. When Purple finally opened the door, walked downstairs and made himself some eggs, Green wasn't there. Purple found that as a wonderful time to explore. He bothered to try and break the windows to no avail. Wandered around. Nothing.

Most of the doors were locked and couldn't be opened. Purple tried to tamper with one of the locks at one point, but to no avail. He decided to try again at the front door. He bothered it with a hairpin. Didn't work. He let out a groan of frustration, when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"What're you doing?"

Purple jumped and moved away from the door, dropping the hairpin. He slid it back, where it would blend in enough to hopefully not be noticed. "I was... nothing." Purple decided, nervously. Green stared at him.

Purple backed away, then turned to walk back upstairs, before Green grabbed his wrist, pulled him towards him. Instinctively, Purple stepped away. He was starting to wonder if Green had ever heard the words 'social' and 'boundaries' put together. Or if he heard either of those words at all.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" The other asked, his head tilted to the side. Purple found himself edging away, towards the kitchen, perhaps? Seemed the direction he was heading. He wasn't paying much attention.. "...uh, no?" Yes, he did. Purple found Green to be unbelievably stupid (perhaps not as much as blue).

Green smiled. "Well, I'm not. I want you to know that, 'Kay?" Green walked towards him again, pulled him in— for a hug? Better be, or someone was getting hurt. And it wouldn't be Purple.

Luckily, it was just a quick hug. 'Quick.'

Green held onto him tightly, smiling. "Oi— let me go, Green." Purple said eventually. Until he felt a sting in his side.

⚠️ | For a moment he was just confused. As most wounds like this are, if it's something sudden and unexpected, it takes a moment to register pain. So all Purple felt was confusion, until he felt his side, which was numb. He lifted his hand again, and it was covered in crimson color.

Purples eyes widened as he registered the searing pain, he looked down, and there was a deep gash in his side. Deep. Blood dripped at an alarming rate, and Purple fought the urge to throw up. He moved his hand to his mouth, but stumbled and almost fell. He was still bleeding. Green didn't bother to help him.

🟡 | Was he waiting for Purple to pass out? Purple couldn't do that. He moved his hand to his side to try and minimize the bleeding. He was a bit too late, though. He was seeing spot. He obviously wouldn't die, but it would hurt. And it did. He tried his hardest, (to Green's annoyance,) but eventually, he fell to his knees and passed out.