Honestly, it's been so long since I've been in the BABQFTIM fandom, that I'm going to have to struggle to remember these details. If something is messed up, tell me.
----- Felix
I sat on the couch exhausted at Oswald's house. It was two in the morning, and I finally got the last bunny child in bed. I stared at the blank ceiling above me and began to scratch at my arms from under my sleeve. I then felt a little bit of blood drip down my arm from accidently opening a wound. I stretched a little bit before decided that it was time for me to go to sleep as well, but as soon as I lay down and covered in the blanket, my body began to heat up rapidly. Sweat began to bead down my face and I quickly sprung up and ran outside so I wouldn't dirty any furniture.
Once outside, I ran a short distance from the house and curved into an empty alleyway. I learned against one of the brick walls on a building and began to cough. I watched ink spill out of my own mouth and I quickly tried to heave it all out so I could breathe once again. I dug my claws into my wrists, opening some previous scars that I gave myself as I choked and sobbed.
This started only a month ago. At first, when I saw Bendy suffering, I couldn't imagine the pain he was going through. But now, here I am, sobbing like a child from the intense pain burning through my body. I feel so weak and pathetic. This illness is taking a huge toll on me, and if the others were to find out, they would throw me away, because I'd be too weak, and I don't even have the ability to see the map used to find the pieces for the Ink Machine. Once I felt like the ink stopped pouring, I pulled an old, used rag out of my pocket and began to wipe myself with it (I know y'all are thinking negative about this. Filthy sinners).
I waited about ten minutes before forcing the rag into my pocket then heading back to Oswald's house. I walked in then shut the door gently behind me, hoping that no one would notice my entrance, but of course, Oswald stood there at the edge of the staircase with tired half-lidded eyes. Now he'll get curious, and I'll have to tell him the truth. He'll never love me then, or trust me.
"What are you doing?" Oswald asked softly. I could feel nervousness and anxiety build up inside of me.
"I-I went out to get some fresh air, was all!" I replied a little fast then let out a nervous chuckle, not meaning to. This caused his suspicions to raise. 'Shit, what have I done!'
"Come on, Feel. Don't lie to me. What were you doing?" He started to step towards me. I wanted to move back, but I was frozen in place. He then grabbed my wrists, which caused me to flinch. I couldn't tell if he noticed or not.
"I'm not lying! I-I'm telling the truth, I swear!" I stuttered out. He tightened his grip on my wrists, and I could feel the warm liquid trace down my arms once again.
"Felix, please! Tell me the damned truth!" He practically yelled at me. My ears quickly went down and my lip started to tremble.
"I'm sorry, but it's too personal! If you knew, then you'll know that I'm useless and weak! If you knew, you would hate me! You'd avoid me at all costs!" I yelled back at him.
"What could possibly make me hate and avoid you!" Oswald got louder. I was hoping that the children wouldn't wake up and hear this.
"BECAUSE I HAVE THE SAME ILLNESS THAT KILLED YOUR WIFE!" And there it was. I didn't mean to scream it out. My heart stopped. His stopped. The air grew silent, and it felt as if time just died then and there. Tears now flowed out of my eyes like waterfalls. I yanked my arms from his grasp, causing blood to fling into the floor. He took notice of the blood, still silent.
"I'm so sorry. I was scared to tell you. And now that you know that secret, I might as well tell the other one! I love you, Oswald! And I want to be around you! But I know that I won't last long, and if it just so happens that you like me back, then we both get attached to each other, what will happen if I died? You'd be upset, and the kids. And if you knew that I had the ink illness, you'd avoid me so you wouldn't have to deal with another loss!" I yelled. "I would cause so much suffering, because that's all I do! I'm nothing!" I collapsed in the floor and began to sob. I wanted him to go away, but at the same time, I wanted him to comfort me. I wanted to be told that everything was all right, even though it was far from it.
After about five minutes, I saw him crouch down in front of me, and then arms pull me closer to him. I sobbed into his chest, and I could feel tears hit the back of my head too. We cried together on the floor, before he spoke softly.
"I will never hate you. Nor would I avoid you. Because you are strong, and I know for a fact that you will live to solve the mystery of the Ink Machine. You are so smart, and intelligent, and I love you so much. Don't ever speak so down on yourself, again." His words made my heart stop and I slowly looked up at him. He looked down at me with a soft smile before leaning over and kissing my eyelids and wiping my tears.
"Let's go clean your arms. I don't want them to get infected." He spoke before picking me up and carrying me to the bathroom.
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After Oswald bandaged my arms, we headed to bed. He insisted that I slept with him, so I reluctantly obliged.
"Oswald?" I asked gently. I rubbed my bandaged arms together and looked up at him.
"Yes, Feel?" He replied.
"Were you serious when you said you loved me?" I felt the need to ask him. I needed to know if he only said that to make me feel better.
"Of course I was serious." then he cupped my face and kissed me. It was short, but sweet. I smiled and began to lightly purr against his hand. I curled up into his chest and he pulled the blanket tighter around us.
"Goodnight." I said tiredly. I didn't have enough energy to wait for his response before passing out.
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