Two unlikely Psychopaths. {Anti X Wilford}

The Demon and The Psychopath

Anti walked in the pouring down rain. He was shivering as he walked down the street. He shivers as he walks in the rain. He felt his clothes soaking through, his clothes clinging to him. He whines in pain at the pain of his bruises and cuts. Thunder clapped and rumbled in the sky and lightening strikes across the sky. He whines softly when he notices a house, the soft glow of their lights showing out the windows. He knew it was Wilford Warfstache's house but he also knew Wilford hated him. Anti sighs and walks to the door, there was a porch so Anti was safe from the rain. His hand hovered over the door as he was about to knock. He knocked on the door and heard a chair screech across the floor from the inside. Wilford opens the door and his eyes widens as his eyes fall on Anti. Anti smiles weakly at him. "H-Hi Wilford..."

Wilford groans and crossed his arms. "What do you want?" Wilford sounded cold and Anti hunched his shoulders. Anti looks at the ground, feeling Wilford glare into him. "I-I......I need a p-place to s-stay....I..I know we d-don't see eye t-to eye but c-can I please stay?" Anti stambers and stutters. Wilford grumbles a bit but grabs Anti's arm and pulls him into the house just as the rain shifts, he closes the door. Anti looks at Wilford and Wilford turns to Anti after he locked the deadbolt. "Take off your clothes-" Wilford commanded him and Anti blushes, his eyes widening. Anti grabs the hem on his shirt and Wilford had walked off, to get him some clothes. Anti removes his clothes. 

Wilford came back, holding out a set of clothes. He was looking away from Anti, because Anti was left in nothing but his boxers. Anti takes them and quickly puts them on. They were big on Anti's small figure. Anti holds the wet clothes in his hands and Wilford takes them. Wilford walks away, throwing his clothes in the wash then walking to the kitchen. "Come here Anti-" Wilford calls from the kitchen. Anti walks to the kitchen, his hands fidgetting with the shirt's hem. "Y-Yeah?" Anti says as he looks at Wilford. 

"You want Hot chocolate or Coffee?" He asks, turning to look at Anti. Anti scrunched his nose at the word 'coffee'. "Hot chocolate, Coffee is gross" Anti replied with a chuckle. Wilford gives a small smile and turns to make the hot chocolate. Anti stands there, have fallen quiet. Wilford sliently makes the hot chocolate. "Hey Anti?" Wilford finally breaks the slience. Anti looks up at Wilford. "Y-Yeah?" Anti stammers. Wilford clears his throat and turns to Anti while the Chocolate is warming up. "Where did you get all those bruises?" 

Anti looks at the ground. "U-Um...Dark-" Anti responds with a whisper. Wilford's eyes widen and he covers his mouth. "Oh Anti..I didn't realize-" Wilford falls quiet. Anti only nods softly and there is a banging on the door. Anti looks at Wilford and Wilford walks to the door to answer it. There was Dark, standing at the door. Wilford growls at Dark. "Get out, We don't want you here-" Dark raised an eyebrow and Wilford shut the door, locking it again. Wilford walks into the kitchen, pouring hot chocolate into mugs. He hands one to Anti, a small smile on his lips.

Anti takes it and sips it. Wilford walks to the living room and Anti follows him. Wilford sits down on the couch, bringing his laptop onto his lap. He looked through Twitter, looking for the next person to interwiew. Anti sat down beside him, reading over his shoulder and sipping his chocolate. Anti doesn't realize that Wilford was looking at him so when he looked up, he choked on his hot chocolate. Wilford looks unsure of what to do so he pats Anti on the back. Anti looks at Wilford after choking. "S-Sorry..You surprised me when I looked up at you and your were staring at me-" Anti says and looks away.

Wilford shakes his head. "It's okay Anti." Wilford sighs and looks back at his Laptop. Anti keeps sipping his hot chocolate quietly. Anti sits there awkwardly as he sips. "Hey Anti..." Wilford speaks up again and Anti looks at him. Wilford looks at Anti again."Your really not how everyone makes you out to be..." Wilford says and Anti looks away again. Anti is quiet and he nods finally.

Wilford puts a hand on Anti's arm. "Look- I'm sorry..I always thought your were just an asshole who tried to kill everyone, no matter who they were-"Wilford says quietly and Anti looks at Wilford. Anti smiles softly and chuckles a bit. "Well..I'm glad you finally got to get to know the real me." Anti says chuckling and Wilford smiles. "I think us being roommates will work out alright-" Wilford says and Anti smiles more.