Love is Complicated (papyton)

the scars (part 2!)

 He panicked. What should I do?! He gave up and decided to not care. He slowly opened the door. Oh no. it was papyrus. His face was in shock. Oh no he knows! He slammed the door in paps face and fell to the ground. "Mettaton?" papyrus whispered kindly into the door. "GO AWAY!" he screamed. Tears flooded his eyes and rolled down his cheeks like waterfalls. "I'm sorry! I just wanted to ask you something." papyrus said sadly. He was kneeling against the door. A bouquet of flowers at his side. He started to tear up. Mettaton heard him and got up. Pap stepped back and put the flowers behind his back. Mettaton slowly opened the door and stepped outside. His hair was covering most of his face, and his head was facing down. Papyrus put his hand on mettas' chin and lifted his head up. He brushed his bangs away from his face and looked at mettaton for a moment. He thought he looked so much prettier without his makeup. His eyes teared up again. Mascara and tears still stained mettaton's cheeks. Papyrus wiped them away with his scarf and sat down on the steps. Mettaton joined him. "Why are you so upset today mettaton?" papyrus asked sadly. Mettaton once again started to cry. "I- I j-just... I never wanted YOU! You of all people, to see what I look like! He laughed, tears still streaming down his face. "Why? I see nothing wrong with your face!" Papy assured him. "It's my scars darling! They're ugly and stupid, and I have them for the STUPIDEST reason!" he started to cry more. "It's ok! No need to cry! Umm.. i-if you don't want to tell me, I don't need to know what happened." papyrus said sympathetically. "No, I should tell you. I've never told anyone. It's not fair to you, helping me so much today if I didn't just give you information." mettaton started. "A long time ago, when I was about 8 years old, I had just started to learn about makeup. I loved it and thought I looked pretty in it. I BEGGED my mom to buy me some, and she finally gave in. I got this pretty pink glittery eyeshadow and midnight blue mascara. I decided that I'd wear it the next day. my mom helped me put it on flawlessly that morning. I felt like the prettiest person in the world. When I got to school, however, people didn't talk to me. All they did was look and snicker. That day after school was the worst part. Some kids asked to talk to me behind the school. When i got there, they started to beat me. Called me "pretty boy" and "girl". Some kid found a stick and started to hit me with that. I fell to the ground, with blood soaking my face and arms. I had deep cuts from the thorns on the stick on my face. I scrambled up and ran as fast as I could. They chased after me, calling me those STUPID names. I ended up having to get stitches and spent several weeks covering my face with a combination of hats, hoodies, and ski masks." mettaton finished. His face was red and his eyes were puffy from crying. Papyrus turned toward mettaton and hugged him. "I'm sorry you had to deal with that," he said, tears filling his eyes. He hated to see his friend so sad. Papy hugged him tighter. Mettaton, unsure what to do, hugged him back. He felt guilty for making papyrus cry. He should've kept it to himself, but, him being selfish, decided to put it on someone else. "I'm so sorry that you had to hear about it!" he cried. "I'm sorry that I shoveled the pain onto you. I shouldn't have told you!" "N-NO! I mean, well, no! It's ok! Everyone needs to let go of their problems! Everybody needs someone to talk their problems away. You don't need to be sorry for feeling how you feel." mettaton cried harder. "t-thank you, papy." he said through hiccups and sobs. Papyrus let go and reached behind him. "Well, I wanted to give you this. It's a present from, me!" he handed mettaton a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Mettaton gasped. "These are so beautiful!" mettaton rushed at pappy and kissed him. Papyrus was shocked at first, but soon grew comfortable, and kissed back. The two pulled away, and mettaton laughed nervously. "I-i'm sorry! I don't know what came over me!" he started to get up, but papyrus grabbed his hand gently. "No, don't worry about it!" he said kindly. "So, I was going to ask you, uh... would you like to come to dinner Friday evening? My brother and father are going out and i thought we could go out to eat or something..." papyrus trailed off. "Of course!" mettaton said. "It's a date!"