Psychotic Passion (Antisepticeye X Reader)

Brother

(Warning: gorey flash back in this part! I will put warnings before and after the part to you can skip if you can't handle it.)

After making your favorite food to snack on, you decided to watch some of Sean's YouTube videos. You had spend the hole day watching them, laughing at his jokes, and screaming 'TOP OF THE MORNIN TO YA LADDIES!!' along with him, at the beginning of every episode. You loved his videos and the games he played. You laughed at every reaction he had in his kindergarten series, and enjoyed the beautiful game Rime. You had only gotten up and removed your eyes from the screen, when you needed more snacks, and it seemed now was one of those times.

You were watching Hollywood Roast when you realized you needed to fill up on snacks once again. 'I've had a really lazy day today' You thought and you decided to check the time. Clicking on your phone, it read June 13th, 2017 8:43pm, underneath saying 2 un read texts from Sean. You quickly unlocked it and read the messages. One from 7:57pm, and the other at 8:36pm.

Sean: Hey, how have you been feeling?
Sean: If your up, do you want to come over? I'm kinda bored at the moment.

You: Sure! Sorry for the late response, I've been binging videos all day.

As soon as you sent the message you heard a knock at the door. It made you jump and you went to go answer it. Your feet swept across the floor as you walked to your frount door. Turning the handle and creaking the door open, you saw Sean outside.

"Sorry I just got your texts, here come in." You quickly gestured for him to come in. His eyes seemed to glimmer in the dark, starry night. They reminded you of your younger brother, back when he was alive. He would always return home at the latest of night. You would unlock and open the frount door for him when he got home, and you both would laugh at the crazy adventures he had while he was out. The thought made your smile fade, and Sean noticed right away and stepped in. He looked into your eyes and held your chin up.

"Something on your mind, (y/n)?" Sean seemed a bit worried. The memories of Michael came flooding back, and you couldn't help but let the tears flow. Your eyes stung of sadness and there was no chance of holding them back. You couldn't look up Sean. He was probably confused, and worried. You didn't mean to worry him. You had completely forgotten about the question he asked you, in one ear and out the other as images of your brother smiling, laughing, and making sarcastic comments invaded your ability to connect with reality. You hadn't thought about him in so long.

"Y-you reminded me of m-my little brother." You tried to sound like you weren't upset or crying, but it only made it worse. Sean then hugged you and held you tight. His arms felt so comforting, and relaxing. But the tears and the whimpers wouldn't stop.

(Gore warning)

"It's okay. Where is he?" Luckily, he couldn't see the tears run faster as you remembered how he had left. He had been chased to your house by some asshole who called himself his friend, and you tried to get him inside before he could get hurt. But the fucker had caught up to him, tripped him, and began beating him to a bloody pulp. With the ass being twice the size as him, he couldn't do anything that would help save his life. You screamed and tried to pull the guy off but only got hit, thrown back, and shoved off quite a few times. You had called the cops, but they never came in time, to help him. Your brother had choked on his own bloody, flesh, and swollen throat that were forced into their position. You could see him struggle to breathe as he coughed up blood, spitting it all over his own face and dick's face, will him to beat him harder. You had screamed and cried, telling him to stop,yelling out to anyone who could help, but no one had came. You couldn't do anything to save him. You had to sit there and watch as you brother thrashed around, trying to escape the doughe bag. You could've done more to stop him. You could've called the police sooner. You could've not let him go. You couldn't do anything to save him, and for that, his death was all your fault.

(Gore end)

"H-he's dead. Beaten to death by someone who he called a friend!" You cried into his shoulder. The memories pained you, good and bad, remembering them hurt.

"I'm sorry to hear that, but it will be okay. I'm sure he's happier now." He did his best to comfort you, but all you could think about was Michael. As you stood there in Sean's arms, you decided it would be best to suck it up like you always had before, for his sake and your brothers. You removed yourself from the hug and dried your eyes. Sean stood there, holding your shoulders and looking into your eyes. He smiled and chuckled a bit, while poking your face.

"I think I see a smile!" Hearing that it and made you smile, proving that he was right. You chuckled a bit and playfully pushed his hand away from your face.

"Stahp! No you don't." You crossed your arms and made pouddy face at him. He chuckled at your remark and you both giggled.

"You feeling better?" His smile was sweet as he spoke.

"Ya. Sorry to ruin the fun." You whiped your face away, making sure there weren't any tears left.

"No need to be sorry about anything. It happeneds sometimes. It'll be alright." His voice was calm and caring, and you wondered someone could ever care so much about someone they barely even knew.

"How about we watch a movie?" He suggested, trying to change the subject and get your mind off of the sad thoughts. Your face had lit up a bit and you nodded your head a bit.

"Sounds wonderful! Horror movie?" You suggested, he nodded back and gave you a smile. You shut the frount door as walked into the living room with a farely decent size TV and turned it on.  You gestured to the couch and offered Sean a seat. He plopped right down on the couch and rested his arms on the back while you quickly hurried to the kitchen, grabbed two bags of popcorn, put them in the microwave, and began popping.

"You chose the movie. I've seen all the horror movies on Netflix." You yell to him. It didn't matter which one you guys watched, you were just happy to watch them. You got the bags of popcorn, shook the bags, then put both into a large plastic green bowl. Eating a couple pieces before heading into the living you, you then plopped onto the couch next to Sean, who had the movie already. The movie than began and the two of you enjoyed it.

You giggled at every time Sean jumped and soon enough found yourself snuggling up to him, and slowly falling asleep.