Sippy Cup (Trickster x Senbu)

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for dreaming-bird

not a lemon but fluff uwu

wow yay me

Trickster sighed.

He'd washed the sheets several times, but the blood stains never seemed to wash out. He didn't like those sheets.

At one time, they'd been the sheets he'd made love on.

Now, they're the sheets where his boyfriend died.

Senbu had been a bit of an alcoholic, but with Trickster he'd gotten a little more control.

After Senbu died, Trickster turned to alcohol to drink away his feelings.

Of course, when he woke up, Senbu was still dead.

Senbu had been a shit storm of mental disorders, and at times would mentally relapse into the mindset of a child. Trickster holds onto the sippy cup he used to give Senbu his meds in.

Senbu never liked pills, so Tricks would grind them up and mix them into a glass of hot milk, and put it all into a sippy cup. After that, Senbu would drink it with no problems.

He'd always been too light, and too small for his age. He didn't eat enough, and was insecure overall. He'd wear makeup though he didn't need it, but through all of his issues, Trickster loved him.

He still remembers their last day together.

"I'm tired, Trickster-sama."

Trickster knew Senbu was dying, though he was supposed to have a few months left to live. He cuddled closer to the boy. "I'll protect you from nightmares, my love."

"I love you," the pale brunet whispered.

"I love you too, darling."

"Goodnight, Trickster-sama."

His big gray-brown eyes never opened again.

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