This got requested earlier. And I'll do it because why not. I rewatched some videos on YouTube by Haileysenpai. I got to episode 14 I think. So I gotta watch the rest so I can get this fresh into my mind. But I'll write this, and I'll try to get it up tonight. Depends on how tired I get I guess.
Let's say this is set around the beginning when they start to get along. However, it's a little different because they both have little crushes on each other and refuse to admit it. I might rewrite this later to a different time, but I have to rewatch the whole thing first.
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I sat in my hotel room with Mugs, who was once again resting after... what happened. Tears pricked in my eyes a little just thinking about it. Mugs told me that it was fine- that he forgives me because it was an accident. However, it was still my hands that caused the damage to his body, and I would never forgive myself for my action. I decided to go on a small walk to clear my mind.
It was a little late- actually a lot late. No one was walking outside, except for maybe a drunk or two. My footsteps were heavy on the ground. The guilt of what I've done suddenly came back in a huge wave, causing me to pause in my tracks and cover my mouth to prevent a sob. I stumbled over to a brick wall and slid down to the ground. Tears flowed through my eyes like waterfalls, dropping into the concrete sidewalk under me, and forming small pools. I sat for what felt like hours, crying until my eyes stung and my throat felt raw.
I wiped my eyes and attempted to even out my breathing, when I suddenly heard a loud rattle- like the lid of a metal can.
My breath hitched and I shot up straight to search for the source. More than likely, it was some small animal digging for scraps, or the wind. I noticed the lack of a breeze, so I slowly stepped towards the can I was standing next to. I expected something to squirm away, rather that a being almost as large as I.
I quickly realized the figure as the raccoon thug who stopped Boris the other day. He very obviously had something more than a knife hidden in his hand.
"You... I remember you! You were there watching! I'll kill you!" The man shouted with a raspy voice. He swung out his fist, attempting to knock me with the butt of his gun. I jumped back in shock and stumbled over the uneven slabs of concrete. I tried to bring up my hand and shoot, but when I did...
I couldn't help but see the face of my brother.
The look of terror in his eyes when he realized he'd been shot. His eyes slowly draining of the color is held. My loud sobs being the only thing I heard when I held his nearly-dead body to my chest. It was all there.
Before I could regain my composure, the man knocked me in my face, causing me to fall onto my rear and groan. He stood over me with his gun pointing my head, a crooked smile over his face. I could've easily fought back, but I was scared. What if I attacked him, and ended up attacking the wrong person? He pressed the barrel to my forehead, and I squeezed my eyes shut with clenched fists, waiting for him to pull the trigger. I heard the bang... but nothing hit me. Instead, the hand was twisted upwards, and the bullet shot straight into the air.
Both the thug and I whipped our heads to see Bendy, and he looked pissed. I was relieved that he was here, but at the same time a bit upset that it was him. Because I don't want to see me weak once again.
"Who the hell are you?! You were there too!! What are you doing, huh, you think you can stop me?!!" The thug yelled, not realizing the mistake he just made.
The thug struggled to pull his hand back, but Bendy slung him up by his arm and punched him before slamming him down. I noticed the anger in his eyes- I didn't know he was capable of such a thing.
"If you ever touch him again, I'll rip your arms out of their sockets. You hear me?!" Bendy shouted into his ear, causing him to flinch.
"You think that is going to stop me? Because you have a little strength in you? I still have a gun!" Until he realized the gun wasn't in his hands anyway. Rather, it was in Bendys. His face went from tough to terror in moments.
Once again, Bendy pulled him up harshly before pushing him away. "Now I want you to leave." The man hesitated, still in shock. "Now!" Bendy shouted. The man stumbled away.
The both of us watched him run away, before Bendy set the gun down and come over to me. "Are you okay? He didn't hurt you did he?!" I stared into his large ruby eyes- like mine, however his were far more mesmerizing that mine.
"Y-yeah, I'm okay." I answered. He embraced me into a hug and rubbed my back. I felt my face heat up before hugging back. When we released, I noticed his heavy blush as well. "I didnt know you had all that in you," I chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood a bit. He chuckled back a little, and I felt my heart almost skip a beat.
We both stood after a moment and walked back to our hotel rooms. Which was quite far away, considering it felt like I only walked a short time. "What were you doing out so late?" He suddenly asked.
"..To clear my head a little bit.." I answered. He nodded. "What about you?"
He sighed, "I had another attack and didn't want Boris to see me." I slowly nodded. I didn't know or understand what Bendy had yet, but it seemed terrible. And I wish I could do something.. however, my job is to keep him away from obtaining the parts to the Ink Machine.
When we arrived at the hotel rooms, I turned towards him and put my hands on his shoulders. "Thank you.. I'm sorry for dragging you into that." He frowned.
"It was nothing. I will protect you whenever you need it. I promise." Bendy smiles at me. A genuine, soft, beautiful smile. And I smiled back.
"Goodnight, I guess." I whispered, once again lost in his eyes. I turned away and began to walk to my room. I could see him grin in the corner of my eye.
"Back to you."
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I know its shitty. And you can I started rushing halfway through. And I didnt check for spelling or grammar yet because I'm tired so byebye.
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