Together at The Edge of a Universe

✨Chapter 62 - then all the planets fell to dust (TW!)

!!Recovery from injury and a bit (JUST A SMIDGE-) of gore!!You have been warned!!

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Black Hole's Diary entry #1:

5/13/XX - 2:37 P.M

It's been a day or two I think since...that happened...but I'm better now!

Tree and Pen have insisted on me staying at Pen's house for a few more days, just to let me heal a bit more before going home and doing things again. According to Tree...'My head needs a lot more than just a few bandages to heal'

Whatever that means...

I think they're letting me go home today...but I can never be too sure. I mean...my head still hurts...but I feel okay. Good enough to go home I guess...

I'm just a bit nervous, I haven't seen Jr. for the past few days because of what happened. I hope they're okay, I would hate for them to be so scared about what happened...

Anyways, Tree got me this journal thing because he said that writing in a journal would help me process what happened better. Or something. I think it's been helping. I hope it helps.

Tree and I have been camped out in Pens living room for the past few days. Tree and I attempt to sleep on the couch together. But we eventually give up and lay stretched out on the floor, (Even though Tree insists I take the couch for myself).

I hope he learns to care for himself as much as he cares about me some day.

Pen sometimes camps out with us, calls it a 'sleep over'. I'm not sure if what we're doing counts as a sleep over. But it's fun nonetheless, even given the circumstances.

Tree also said that this would be good to work out my other issues. Like my parents, apparently. (Haha...A parent ly....haha)

I'm doing a lot of hoping, but I'm going to start doing now...bye journal!

-Black Hole

(Extra: I need to give you a name, Diary.)

Tree P.O.V:

I sigh, leaning onto Black Hole's shoulder as they write in their diary. They do not write it in English however, it was that language I saw on their space craft.

Whatever makes them the most comfortable.

After a few moments of comfortable silence, they close their book and sigh. Leaning back against my head.

"...you think I'll be able to go home today...?" He asks, voice low with exhaustion. I shrug, "I hope, you seem to be in a much better condition than you were a few days ago."

They nod, clutching their head afterwards. "My head is still kind of throbbing..."

I smile, gentle and warm. "Well at least you're not actively bleeding out anymore..." They smile back, tired but with a glint of softness that I love to see in their eyes. "Yeah...and at least you're here with me..."

I let out a soft breath at the comment, content with sitting beside Black Hole for maybe the next decade.

"You guys all ready to go?" Pen asks, walking through the door. We both nod, Black Hole a bit more carefully than me.

"Let me help you up..." I say softly, standing up myself before extending a hand to help lift Black Hole up as well.

"Thank you..." He yawns, rubbing at his eyes sleepy as he wobbles a bit. I place a reassuring hand on his shoulder, guiding him towards the door. "Let's go home."