Bendy × Cuphead (One shots)

Who Needs True Happiness?

Trigger warning! This story may discuss sensitive topics!

Cuphead's P.O.V.
I've known Bendy for a long time. We're great friends. We always have been ever since childhood. We had fun in elementary, teased each other in middle school, and helped each other through high school. Throughout it all, he's been as happy as anyone could possibly be. It almost seemed uncanny how he remained positive in every situation. I decided to question this one day, but he didn't really give me a clear answer. Today, Mugs and I went to visit him. We're sitting on the couch watching TV. "Hey Bendy, where's Boris?" I ask. "Oh, he's at a friend's house." He responds. I nod and get up to go to the bathroom. Once I enter, I look at myself in the mirror and sigh, looking down. What I see somewhat shocks me. A bottle... and it's labeled 'Antidepressants'. I pick it up and walk out of the restroom to ask Bendy about it. "Bends, can you and I talk in private for a moment?" He nods and gets up from the couch. When we're alone, I pull out the bottle of pills, giving it a little shake. His smile drops. "Why do you have these?" I ask, although the answer is pretty obvious. "Dammit. I thought I put those away." He mumbles quietly to himself. "Why, Bends? You can be happy without the help of these pills." I set the bottle of pills down. "I'm.... sorry." He seems timid. "I hate having to admit to the fact that I even have to use them to be happy. Happiness shouldn't come in tubes infused with chemicals. It shouldn't be man-made. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this earlier. I was just.... ashamed." I stare at him in disbelief. "What even caused you to use them in the first place?" I ask, suddenly curious. He shifts from one foot to the other, obviously nervous. "Okay, but you're gonna laugh when you hear the story. So.... I.... I... ummm.... it all started off when you first came to my neighborhood. I wanted you to be my friend so bad. And you did become my friend which was great. Anywho, later on I guess.... I dunno, I caught feelings for you? I just brushed it off thinking it was some sort of phase. But even after high school, those feelings were still there. Sadly, the use of them had started while we were in high school. I found it harder and harder to stay happy. It hurt a lot whenever you went out with someone. At one point when life was shitty; grades weren't good, parents were fighting, drinking, hitting Boris and I, which is something they've never done before, I tried overdosing on them. I wanted to be extremely happy yet dead at the same time." He chuckles a bit as if it were a joke. I couldn't bring myself to laugh. "It didn't work. Boris found me and told our parents, somehow convincing them to take me to the hospital. It was only then that they snapped out of their drunken haze." He looks down, fidgeting with his fingers. "Wow...I didn't know..." I say. "No worries. I've gotten over that by now!" He looks up smiling. "Then why do you still use these?" I point at the bottle. His smile falters for a bit. "Oh, who am I kidding? I'm still not over you. I'm not. I don't even remember what true happiness is." Tears form in his eyes, yet he's still trying to smile. Feeling bad, I bring him into a tight hug. He doesn't hug back. Instead, he slightly pushes me away. "No, Cup. I know you only think of me as a friend and that's okay." The same fake smile finds its way to his face. "But thanks for the hug." He walks back into the living room. I can't do anything. I want to return his feelings back to him but I can't. I sigh and walk into the living room after a few seconds, taking the pills with me so he doesn't use them again.

-Timeskip to the next week-

Cuphead's P.O.V.
I run outside and go to Bendy's house. I have to tell him that I do feel the same way after all. {Why didn't he tell me sooner? Maybe I wouldn't realized my feelings so much quicker. I could've stopped all this drug use.} When I arrive at his house, I knock on the door. No answer. When I knock again, there's still no answer. Boris must be at baseball practice. I take my phone out and call Boris. "Hello?" "Boris! Do you know where Bendy is?" "Hmm...when I left he was still at home." "Really?" "Yeah. Just go in and check on him. The keys are under the mat." "Okay, thanks. Oh, and good luck at your practice today. Bye." "Thanks!" I hang up and look under the mat. Sure enough, the keys are there. I unlock the door and walk in. "Bendy?" I call out. No answer. Maybe he went somewhere? I look around the house and walk into his room only to regret entering. There he lay, lifeless, emotionless, yet peaceful. The bottle of pills were right by him. {Wait... didn't I take his pills yesterday??} I try my best not to look at the corpse and trying not to cry. Tears are blurring my vision but I refuse to let them fall. In his drawer, I find a whole stash of antidepressants. Then... a note. Hands shaking violently, I pick up the note. It says to go to the memo on his phone. I do so, revealing the suicide note that wasn't written on paper.
'Heyy there whoever found me and this memo. I'm.... I'm sorry. I didn't want to cause anyone pain but I was too weak. Boris... please don't cry. I'm in a happier place. A place where I can be truly happy without the use of any pills. Don't let this same fate come of you too. You have so much to live for. So much to accomplish. Don't end your life so soon okay? I love you and I don't ever want you to forget that. Cuphead... heh... ummm.... I love you too. Still. Of course you already know that. Thank you for being by my side throughout all those years. Thank you for being the eternal light to my neverending darkness. I couldn't imagine a life without you anymore so I thought to myself, why not just end it? Seemed like a good idea at the time. But now I only have a few minutes lefy. Si I'm sordy fir the typos thsg sre appesring. Everyhing is getting do blurry. I eish I ciuld've had the chsnce to kiss you... to hug tou... to hsve a relstionship with yiu. I'n sire you would've been an amszing boyfriend. But then agaun... why am I wsiting for soneone rhat couldn't give a fuck abohg me? I love you Cuohead and Boris. With all my hesrt. Goodbye. ❤️'

I drop the phone and put my face into my hands, sobbing uncontrollably. "Bendy! I love you too. I love you so much! Why did you have to leave so soon?? If you had waited a little bit longer we would've had that relationship!! It would've been so perfect." I continue to cry.

-Timeskip to the funeral-

Cuphead's P.O.V.
I stand at the casket, looking at it emotionless. I hated to break the news to Boris and Mugs. They were so heartbroken. Boris wouldn't stop crying for days. And he wouldn't eat. As for Mugs, he tried his best to stay calm and comfort Boris as much as he could. {Why did you have to leave so soon? You've left us all a mess of sadness.}

This had continued for a few days, the grief and sorrow of it all. Little did we know it wasn't over yet, as Boris would reach the same fate as his brother a week later...

The End😭😭💔
A/N: I am so sorry for not updating as much! I'm tryna work more on that😅sorry for the sad oneshot. Anywho, see y'all in the next chapter! Byyyeee!!