(In advanced- I've never read these guys stories so sorry :( )
Puppeteer's POV
It was 4am, where could he be? I told him it worries me when he's out this late. He could get hurt, or caught by the police, absolutely anything could happen! I let out a long sigh. If I didn't go down to get a soda he wouldn't have left. I looked down at the note he had left me that simply read
"be back, love you -Otis"
(BITCH I HAD 290 WORDS AND I PRESSES THE BACK BUTTON ON ACCIDENT AND IT ERASED IT ALL IM PISSED)
I set the note aside and laid down on a chair that sat in the corner of the room. It was a cozy blue chair that Helen found in an old house. He likes to bring things home. Again, it's another reason I'm so worried. Bringing things back can lag him, making it easier for someone to spot him.
I breathed out through my nose and shut my eyes. If I just sleep he'll be back sooner. I counted sheeps till I got to 100 and I finally drifted off into my dreams.
-later-
I felt a pressure on my knee followed by a "wake up baby I'm back" I opened my eyes and saw my painter looking at me. He still had his mask on. I smiled slightly and lifted my hand up to take his mask off. I set it aside and stared at his face. I smiled and got up. His eyes were so perfect to me, I've never seen anything more..stunningly colored. I rubbed his face. He chuckled and buried his face into my armpit. I wrapped my arms around him and rubbed his back. His face jerked up and scrunched into a discussed face.
"When is the last time you fookin showered?!" I tipped my head back and laughed. I couldn't remember honestly, I don't like showering, my hair gets all soppy and wet.
"Like 2 weeks ago," he pushed me away and laughed.
"We need to shower. Yes we, I'm covered in blood from last night and you smell like a pig pen," I looked at him and nodded.
"Only if you shower with me."
"That's why I said weeee!" He ran off into the bathroom, I grabbed us some sweats and baggy shirts. My feet dragged to the bathroom. Oh I was so tired. He had already started the shower and he's stripping down. I pulled my shirt off my head and set it in the laundry bin under the sink. He came closer to me and un buttoned my pants for me. "How did I get so lucky" I smiled a bit and kissed his forehead, slipping off my pants and boxers. I got in first, avoiding the water completely. He got in finally and got under the water.
He grabbed a sponge and got it wet. My painter pulled me closer and sponged me down so I was wet. I watched his hands as they grabbed soap, and squirted it on the sponge. His hands moved gingerly around my body as he washed me. He put a little soap on his hands and washed my face, he was careful not to get it in my eyes. I kissed him softly and slowly stepped into the water with him, putting my arms around him. His hands roamed to my butt and grabbed it gently. I pulled away and grabbed shampoo, I made sure not to remove my body from his.
"I love you," he rubbed my butt softly and kissed my chest. I squirted shampoo into my hand and began to wash his hair.
"I love you so much more." I washed his hair and his body as he washed my hair as well. We both finished up and got out. I dried myself off and got my hair as dry as I could. I stared in the mirror at him, he brushed his hair out. He was so soft around me, but yet so..cruel to others. I understand kind of why, but I feel so lucky. He handed the hair brush to me and I brushed my hair out. He got dressed and sat on the counter and waited for me. I looked at him.
"Please don't go out again. It worries me. I'm over protective for a reason..I know you, your clumsy and anything can happen." Helen stared at me and simply nodded. I didn't need words to understand he meant it and he wouldn't do it again. I put my clothes on and leaned against the counter.
"What will it be today?" I looked at him strange. "Netflix and chill? Or just Netflix and cuddles?" I smiled and let out a breathy laugh. Netflix today. He smiled and got down, he walked out to our room and sat down in our bed. I grabbed my laptop and sat by him. I opened it and put on the office. My arm wrapped around him and pulled him closer.
Would I change my life? No.
Would I trade it for anything else?
I glanced at Helens head on my shoulder.
No.
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