FEARED [II AU]

[16] | Empty Man

Trophy stared around in Hotel OJ, seeing the livelihood of the place. Everyone had a smile, it seemed to be an enjoyable time for them. People were playing video games in the living room, some were even cooking with the hotel owner. He never thought a place like this could exist... It was like having a home, but a larger, more exotic family.

Trophy and Yang headed towards the kitchen, where Lightbulb, the register, Paper, and what seemed to be, the hotel owner. Trophy looked at them curiously, "What are you guys doing?"

Paper perked up, a small smile appeared on his face, "We're just making food for breakfast, cookies, waffles, eggs and whatnot. We're all the cooks in this hotel! It was originally just OJ and I... but Lightbulb wanted to join." He answered as he flipped the pancakes, "We have a few things already set up!"

Yang hummed, he glanced at OJ's hand, "What's with the ring?" He suddenly asked.

OJ hesitated, Paper budged in for him, "We're married! Crazy, isn't it?" He said with a grin, showing his silver ring. OJ wore a golden one, it seemed like they were meant to match. The differences of their relationship brought them together.

Yang tilted his head to the side, "How long? Haven't seen that ring before." He murmured, crossing his arms.

OJ shrugged, "We just started to show them— recently. We've been married for three years." He took a sip of his coffee mug.

Trophy chuckled lightly, "Three years?"

OJ looked away, "Look, we didn't want people to look at us weirdly." He mumbled, "It's not usual to see a gay couple."

Trophy rolled his eyes, "There's two people making out as we speak." He pointed out, "It isn't gay, but it isn't straight."

Paper raised an eyebrow at him, "Who are those two people?"

"Knife and Paintbrush." Yang grumbled, frowning, "They started making out in my bed! I hated it!"

Lightbulb entered the kitchen with another bright grin, "I made more cookies!" She cheered, placing them on the counter.

OJ laughed lightly, "You don't have to make a lot, Lightbulb. We don't even have many people living in this hotel." He said, taking one of the cookies and dipping it into his coffee. He chewed gently.

Yang snatched a few more cookies, giving one of them to Trophy, "Let's go, there's more to explore in this hotel." He muttered, taking a bite out of his cookie. He took Trophy around the corner, towards the art studio.

In the studio, there were many things happening. Since Paintbrush didn't seem to be in the studio (for obvious reasons), people were making crafts themselves. A pair of twins were making paper puppets on the corner. They looked familiar, almost too familiar... There were also two girls, making bracelets and painting phone cases for each other, and finally, one person, who looked very similar to Yang.

Yang knew who this person was. He ran after him with a pounce, causing him to accidentally slam the person's head on the table.

"Ow!" The person yelped, rubbing their forehead.

"Yin! Since when were you here?" Yang asked, almost beaming in excitement. He finished his cookie and handed one to Yin, his brother.

Yin shrugged, "I like going into these classes, they're very fun to do!" Yin admitted, staring down at the carved heart, "I was planning on making necklaces for us, since I don't usually come here that often."