The living Doll(SMG34 story)

Chapter 3: It doesnt have to be perfect, 4.

Grr its finally done!! Just note that 3's size is around the size of his doll merch, the reason why he could fit in 4's pocket is because my clothes have large ass pockets so i assume others have too...So i just..Yeah. Hes not that small nor large, idk how to explain my imagination. This took a while...Anyways, i wont hold you any longer! Enjoy!

Song: Mr Loverman By Ricky Montgomery

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"Shit." Smg3 covered his cheek with his hand, as fresh blood dripped out the wound, staining his glove.

Smg4 looked down at the blood-coated pencil and realisation flooded in his eyes.

"Fuck fuck fuck..." Smg4 ran over to 3, grabbing a tissue and wrapping it around 3's cheek gently.

Smg3 winced when the tissue touched his cheek, backing up as he looked at 4 with terror and hurt.

"Ssh.. its okay 3. Im so sorry...Ill be quick." Smg4 soothed as he put his hand behind 3's back, supporting 3 carefully as he let the blood down into the tissue, removing 3's bloody glove slowly.

Smg3 leaned against 4's hand, worry and pain flooding his wine red eyes. Smg4 let out a low hum, a tune that 3 used to sing in 2021, when 4 accidentally caught 3 singing when he visited 3 at the starbucks, which worked. Smg3 relaxed a little, letting 4 carry him, 4 clutching 3 closely to his chest, one hand holding Smg3 and the other holding onto the tissue, which was not as soaked with blood, but still a considerable amount, but nothing serious now. Smg4 removed the tissue, checking if the blood had stemmed. It did, and from 4's perspective, it was a small but deep wound. 

This will leave a scar if not healed properly...

Smg4 threw away the blood soaked tissue, grabbing a bottle of water, it wasnt medicine, but he needed something to wash the wound. He got another tissue, wetting it before dabbing it into the wound. Smg3 winced but didn't move, letting 4 do his work. Smg4 cleaned it up quickly, before digging in his drawer for a bandage. Smg4 found a white coloured bandage, perfect for 3's cheek.Smg4 gently put the bandage on 3's cheek, 3 blinking softly at 4, before nuzzling his face into 4's chest. Smg4 froze in surprise but he used his other hand to support his other hand to cradle 3. He turned his body around to look at his PC, its bright screen tempting 4 to go back to his work, but the sight of 3 in his hands made him fight against. Smg4 walked over and shut it down, sighing as he bent his head lower to lay a light kiss on 3's cheek. Smg3 made a soft flustered squeak as his cheeks lit up, but he didn't say anything, shifting around a bit to get comfortable in 4's chest. Smg4 smiled as he ruffled 3's hair, setting 3 down on his bed, laying down next to 3, pulling the smaller purple meme guardian closer to him. Smg3 blinked open his wonderful ruby eyes, looking deep into 4's eyes, with no actual meaning. Well, Not to 4's understanding. He's a little oblivious at this unholy hour. Smg3 moved his little body closer to 4, snuggling his face into 4's chest, pulling 4's hand closer to his body before closing his eyes. Smg4 smiled before relaxing, stroking 3's hair quietly before falling asleep.

[In the morning]

Smg4 blinked open his eyes to his body laying on his back, and a purple small guardian curled up and laying on his chest like a cat. Smg3 was curled up, like a dozing kitty relishing the sunlight, breathing softly. Smg4's eyes darted to the bandage over 3's cheek, 4 sniffling softly as he remembered what he did yesterday. Smg3 peeked a eye open and glanced at 4, who rubbed his eyes. Smg3 could feel something off, as he got up on all fours, going over and hugging 4's neck tightly. Smg3 could feel 4 freezing before wrapping his arms around 3's body, whispering a thanks.