Weekman+Discord Fam Oneshots (Dallon Weekes X Ryan Seaman)

Choke Yourself To Sleep

(⚠️WARNING⚠️: violence
Note: I don't know much about a hitman by the way so if I get anything wrong I'm sorry. And this is just a fic anyway sO- )

(Ryans pov)
I wake up to find Dallon being gone again. I didn't approve of his job very much since he was always gone, and he was being paid to kill. Yes, you heard right, Dal is basically a hitman. I didn't feel that violence was needed unless you needed to protect yourself, but whatever I guess. He was getting paid good and that was all that mattered to him. I decided to get up and start my day off with a nice shower and afterward a banana and strawberry smoothie. Everything was going great until Dallon came home just after I had finished dinner.

(Dallons pov)
I had just got home from killing the husband of a toxic family. I still had that killing rush going through me but I knew I would never hurt Ry like that, and he knew it too. I got paid really well tonight. I got almost $15,000 dollars. I unlock the front door and slowly walk in to find Ryan sitting at the dinner table. "Hey hon, I made dinner if you want some." Ryan greeted me, as he stood up. "Uh no thanks, the guy's wife made me some dinner as a 'thank you' kinda thing." I responded. Ryan just sighed sadly and I could tell me was about to go off on me.

(Ryans pov)
I started to go off on Dallon, ranting about how he was never home and how he always made some kind of relationship with the relatives of the people he killed which was a psychotic thing to do. After my little rant, I could tell he was starting to get mad too, but I yelled more. "What? Are you mad now because you know it's fucking true? Huh? What are you going to do? Hurt me?" Then, I felt two cold, large hands go around my neck and start to squeeze. It was Dallon. He continued to squeeze harder and harder and I could feel that I was losing my breath. "Dallon, please.." I choked out. "Don't do this..I'm sorry Dallon..I really am..just please don't kill me.." I gasped, I could tell that this was going to be my last breath. I breathed in deeply, ready to be cold and dead on the floor because my own husband had killed me. But just as I breathed in, he let go. I fell to the floor gasping and massaging my neck, trying to get the pain to go away.

(Dallons pov)
I then fell to the floor next to Ryan, covering my face, and starting to sob. 'what have I done? Why did I do this to the person I love the most? I said I would never hurt him.. But I just did. Why? Why Dallon why? YOU STUPID FUCKING IDIOT DALLON. YOU COULD HAVE JUST KILLED YOUR OWN HUSBAND, AND YOU ALMOST DID.' I thought to myself. I sobbed louder, I saw Ryan slowly curl up and tuck his face into his knees. I sat down in front of him and looked at him, petting his hair gently. "Ryan..I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, it just happened..please forgive me and let me make up for what I have done.." He slowly looked up at me. There were tears pouring out of his eyes too. I wiped away some of the tears and signed as I saw the bruise starting to form around his neck.

(Ryans pov)
I was still shocked after what had happened, and my neck hurt like hell, but at least Dal apologized. Dallon then helped me up off the floor and carefully laid me down on the couch. "I'll be right back," he said as he walked into the kitchen. I heard the freezer drawer open and then a crinkling noise. Dallon had a bag of frozen veggies, he sat down on the couch and placed the bag on the back of my neck. The coldness from the bag stung a little but it felt like it soothed the pain a bit. I sighed and closed my eyes, just wishing that this had never happened in the first place...

Stop, drop
And drag me into place
And lock the fire escapes
I'll break your pretty face
(Yeah, yeah)
Oh, you clever little things
The sycophantic teens
What a precious basket case
(Yeah, yeah)
Now shut your dirty mouth
If I could burn this town
I wouldn't hesitate
To smile while you suffocate and die
And that would be just fine
And what a lovely time
That it would surely be
So bite your tongue
And choke yourself to sleep
(Yeah, yeah)
You get everything you want
And money always talks
To the idiot savants
(Yeah, yeah)
Now shut your dirty mouth
If I could burn this town
I wouldn't hesitate
To smile while you suffocate and die
And that would be just fine
And what a lovely time
That it would surely be
So bite your tongue
And choke yourself to sleep
Now shut your dirty mouth
If I could burn this town
I wouldn't hesitate
To smile while you suffocate and die
And that would be just fine, oh!
And what a lovely time
That it would surely be
So bite your tongue
And choke yourself

(song by idkhow. I know this is a super short chapter but I really don't have anymore ideas to put into this one. I'm also probably gonna turn this into a discord fam and ship one-shot fic because I have more ideas. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed even though it was super short! Feel free to leave suggestions btw! ✨💕)