Chapter Eighteen

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Tom had dropped the knife, falling to his knees. He couldn't do it. Tears formed in his eyes as he clenched his hair.

"Fucking, stupid...you stupid drunk! Just do it.." He felt tears fall from his eyes, bringing his hands up to his face as he silently cried.

And god did it feel good.

All the feelings he bottled up inside came pouring out, only soft whimpers escaping his lips followed by small sniffles. He put his hand on his forehead, tears still falling as he tilted his head back only slightly, letting out small giggles and laughs of how stupid this all is.

Once it died down, he started to feel tired. He hadn't slept good in weeks to be honest. He yawned, closing his eyes as he sunk onto the cold kitchen floor.

It felt so nice against Tom's back as he gently rolled over, curling into a ball and using his arm for a pillow. He closed his eyes, drifting to sleep.

"Tom. Tom where the fuck are y- oh." Red lightly smirked, seeing Tom curled up and asleep. He scanned the room, already knowing that Tom tried to commit suicide but couldn't because he was weak.

Lousy mortals, always afraid to do what they have their mindset on. They always let feelings get in their way. It's sad, actually. Pitiful almost.

Red sighed, approaching the smaller male as he picked him up and cradled his slightly so he wouldn't wake up. He was surprised how light Tom had been- since he hadn't been feeding him lately. Red lightly rolled his eyes, he'd have to get food later. He carried Tom upstairs, pushing open the bedroom door as he lied Tom down against the mattress.

Already trying to make his way out, he was grabbed by a sleeping Tom trying to cling to him. Red lightly growled, trying to pry Tom off but found the grip tighten. Red sighed, climbing into the bed as he lied next to Tom.

Tom smiled in his sleep, cuddling with Red as he stopped moving, only the rise and fall of his chest still moving.

Red groaned, he hated this, he hated this so much but found himself starting to get tired as well- which was weird because he never got tired. He closed his eyes, making sure to slide his knife under his pillow in case Tom tried to do something. He gently wrapped his arms around Tom, finding it too comfortable to resist.

And they both drifted off to sleep.

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This is short because life and I'm updating tomorrow ok? DoNt JuDgE mE oKaY.

Also RED X TOM IS SAILING YEEEEET

p.s you're welcome I couldn't resist~

But Red's not gay so it's no homo low-key cuddling ok?

~Mark 💚💙

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