Cuphead X Reader Drabbles

fragility [mugman]

angst warning!
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"HAPPY ANNI-"

Wait. Wait.. this couldn't be happening could it? Paranoia was a pain, but it wouldn't do this to you would it? This was an act you were witnessing at the very peak of its execution. Frankly, it made you want to die.

You had come home on your third year anniversary with Cuphead! An occasion that made you feverish upon  spending it with him. You'd had a present and everything in hand, had a little cake set up in his living room, a card and all surrounded by the most romantic of lighting.

It seemed he didn't have the same idea.

"...versary..." You spoke in a hushed tone. Yeah really. The sight of him, fingerse intertwined with some girl, and his own filthy crotch up against hers. Both of them had flushed faces. You had an idea that they'd been at this for a while but..

The thought caused you to break into a wail and a sob right in front of him.

Dropping the girl, he rushed to your side, gently caressing your face, that was decorated in multiple glossy tears. "Hey sweetheart.. I can explai-"

"Explain what?"

Your tone was venemous. He had nothing to say.. This was the one scenario he thought he could get away with.

His calculations were off.

"On our anniversary?" Another sob was heard. A sniffle as well. "You could have done this.. any other time." Your head shook in disbelief. "But you chose today of all days."

"Well I-"

"Not only that but in your house. The one place I'm always at!" You held back the hyperventilating you were bound to endure in. "Are you that.. are you that clueless? Have you any idea how much this hurts?"

"I do."

Then why had he done it? It was making you angry. You wanted to get away from the sight of him and his new.. toy.

"I hope you realize that humans are just as fragile as porcelain cups."

Your voice dripped with melancholy as you mournfully exited the room, slamming the door on the way out.

You cried your way home. It was late.. and you didn't feel like being bothered by anyone.

The next day you woke up to a knock at your door. After only wanting to sit in your room and cry.. Even that was nearly impossible.

You walked up to the door, leaning against it tiredly. "Who is it?" What could they want? Normally nobody came to your house.

"Open the door and find out!"

The voice was quite familiar actually..

You opened the door as they said.  It was Mugman, standing there with a bright smile on his face. Not timid as usual. But confident, enticing, and- ridiculously cute.

"Hey Mugs." You grinned, pulling him into a hug. That was the one thing you did need at this time, and you were grateful he was able to provide it. 

"Guess what today is?" He closed the door behind him, all too smoothly. Somehow you couldn't fathom the answer to his question.. You quirked a brow, looking at him and his hands that had- suddenly pulled out a brightly colored bouquet.

"It's our best friend-aversary!" He blushed a tad, watching as you meekly took the bouquet from him.

That was right. You'd been introduced to Mugman the day after you and Cuphead got together. The thought made you cringe.. But had it not been for him, you would have never met Mugs, the guy who was always there for you.