Paul followed Vinny, ignoring the pain in his stomach as he walked with the monster to another door, this one being dark purple with black polka dots. Vinny opening the door and showing a living space type of room, the monster going to a couch and curling up on a couch as though he was a cat or had no bones. Paul didn't want to think of the second option.
Instead he sat on a couch, looking at the photographs that seemed to be moving slowly, doing whatever activity they were portrayed as doing.
The room felt chilly though Vinny seemed perfectly unbothered by it, sleeping on the couch like an overgrown cat and Paul suspected that he was simply used to it and Paul felt two large hands grip his shoulders,
"Hello darling" Paul heard Chris say and Paul couldn't help the small smile that crossed his lips,
"Hey Chris" Paul mumbled and Chris sat beside him, looking over,
"You alright Paul?"
"...I can tell why you didn't want me coming here" Paul mumbled and Chris sighed,
"Vinny told you?".
Paul nodded, staring at the floor and he felt Chris' arm wrap around him,
"I'm sorry darling, I should have told you directly"
Paul thought about it before he shrugged, "I don't mind"
Chris looked a little shocked, "You don't?"
"I don't" Paul mumbled, leaning into Chris' side and Chris kissed the top of his head, sighing a little,
"If you say so Paul"
"I say so" Paul mumbled again, looking up at Chris who hesitated before leaning down, pressing his lips to Paul's, Paul leaning up to kiss back, tangling his fingers in Chris' long, dark hair.
"Gross" Vinny mumbled, slinking off the couch and leaving the room, making Paul giggle and Chris smile.
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Monster under the bed.
TerrorWhen Paul is a kid, he's told the monster under his bed is a myth. When Paul is a teenager, he's told to grow up and stop believing in fairy tales. When Paul is an adult, he learns of a world he wished he never knew.
