Darkstache one shots

Hiding his tears

Dark hasn't been acting like himself and his shell is on the brink of shattering at any moment so he's been isolating himself for a few days and Wilford is worried. After looking through the house Wilford finally finds Dark having a meltdown in a closet.

The pink haired man looked frantically around the house his heart pounding in his chest and his mind blurred by worry. He couldn't find Dark anywhere and this wasn't sitting well on his mind and was pushing his already slim patience out the window. For a moment he thought he had looked everywhere until he suddenly remembered the one place he hadn't and practically ran up the stairs and rushed down a hall. When he stopped he was in front of a door. This was Dark's office. He swallowed his saliva before gently nudging the door opened to peer in. He could see everything was at it's rightful place yet he didn't see Dark. Taking a long breath he entered the office completely and silently closed the door behind him. He then went along the wall to a door that was almost the same color as the surrounding book cases. Letting his hand grip the golden handle he turned in and opened the door which revealed a small bathroom. It was Dark's personal bathroom and Wilford had not yet set foot inside it until that very moment. The walls were a deep blue color and their were vermilion red towels hanging off the golden towel rack. No mirror hung over the sink however as Dark had a tendency to avoid mirrors. Wilford scoped the room quickly and saw that there was a tiny hidden door near the corner. Curious the pink haired man aproched it only to hear shocked up sobbing. The voice that was sobbing was also familiar causing Wilford to become concerned... It was Dark... Why Was he crying? Wilford knocked softly on the small door only to be greeted by a "go away!" Dark's voice was shaking and breaking as he spoke those words causing Wilford to open the small door. Inside the room Dark was curled up on himself knees brought up the his chest as he cried. Not saying a word Wilford simply got into the crawl space and pulled Dark closer to him. The demon made no attempt to retaliate and instead turned around to grip onto his friends shirt. In response Wilford rubbed his hand of Dark's back to comfort him even though he didn't know why the gray man was crying. The two of them stayed there for quite a while until Dark was calm enough to regain his usual calm composure. Thats when and only then that they existed the crawl space. Wilford helped Dark clean the salt tracks off of his cheeks before replying some of the eyeliner that had been wiped off onto his hands when the tears started flowing. Dark looked slightly embarrassed through the entire time Wilford was helping him yet was grateful that no questions on why he had been in tears were asked. He himself didn't know why he had been acting that way. Acting like a confused child. The two of them didn't mention it as they existed the office. The only thing Dark said to Wilford until the conversation they would inevitably share over the up coming meal was. "Thank you. Wilford." Before he straightened his suit collar and cleared his throat. Wilford simply gave Dark a nod of the head before heading down the stairs to watch television with some of the other egos. The two of them never mentioned the events after that.

I actually have no clue what this is. I was sad and tired when I wrote it so here.