Fluff/Angst
This was requested by GalaxyTacoNinja on December 22nd 2017
Bendy X Depressed Cuphead
Tw: Mention of Self-Harm
"Bendy I already told you that I'm not going. I don't feel like going to that stupid pool party or whatever." Cuphead rolled his eyes at the remark. He wasn't very happy about the forced invitation Bendy was giving him.
"Cup we never go out anymore." Bendy crossed his arms and looked up at the taller male. He was getting frustrated staying in the house all the time. Well he didn't always stay in the house. He actually went out a lot with Felix and Boris, bug Cup never came along. "I'm sick of you just wasting away inside. I want to spend time with you." He poked Cups leg. "We never do anything together anymore. You always just stick to yourself." He pointed out.
"Okay, maybe I like it better that way." Cup shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk away. He wasn't in the mood to start another fight. He said no and that was it. He wasn't going to the pool party no matter how many times Bendy begged.
"Please Cuppy." Bendy quickly followed the taller male. He had to walk a lot faster than Cup to keep up because his legs were so much shorter. "It's one night out. Can't we just have one night out?" Bendy asked, grabbing Cups sleeve and holding it as they walked.
"Bendy I don't feel like going to a stupid party. If you want to go then go right a head. I'll be fine here." Cup pulled his sleeve away from Bendy. He didn't want his boyfriend seeing his arms.
"You're so distant with me anymore." Bendy huffed, jumping a little to catch up to Cup who was speeding up. "It's like you don't want to be around me anymore. Are you questioning our relationship? Do you want to take a break or something?" Bendy didn't like the thought of it, but he figured he'd bring it up anyway to see if that was what Cup was worrying about.
"What no." Cup turned and gave Bendy a puzzled look. "Well unless you do." He added, suddenly doubting his own opinion on the situation. Maybe Bendy was finally sick of him? Was he really pushing away the only person who bothered to try anymore.
"No of course not Cuppy." Bendy hopped up the steps next to his boyfriend. "I just want to know what's been bugging you so much. You seem off sometimes. You'll zone out for a while and not even notice me. Have you even talked to your brother lately? Boris mentioned Mug couldn't get ahold of you." Bendy began to explain himself to his boyfriend.
"No I'm fine Bendy." Cup walked into their room and laid down. "I'm just not as social as all of you are." He tried to explain, though it wasn't a lie it wasn't the truth either.
"I know, you never have been, but you've gotten worse. We all were together for years, and you just suddenly push us all away." Bendy crawled up on the bed with Cup. "Surely you have a reson." He went to climb on Cups chest and used his arm as a hold.
Cup flinched and pulled his arm away. He instantly regretted his decision when Bendy gave him a concerned look.
"Cup? What's wrong with your arm?" Bendy knew damn well that he was light enough to not hurt Cup. There was no way he had hurt the boys arm simply holding it. He might be strong, but he was barely using any strength.
"Nothing." Cup mumbled. "You just made my muscles twitch or something." He tried to lie, but he didn't really have a good excuse for the action. He knew the truth of the matter was that his arm was damaged. He had dozens of new and old cuts and scars on them.
"Cup... can I see your arm?" Bendy asked softly. He was now hyper aware of the actions Cup had been doing lately. Why hadn't he noticed sooner?
"No." Cup said sternly. He pulled his arms away from Bendy and put them under the pillows. He wasn't going to willingly show his lover what his under his coat sleeves day to day.
"Cup come on." Bendy crossed his arms over his chest. He didn't want to force Cups arms away from the pillows, but he would if he needed to.
"Why." Cup turned his head away. "So that you can get mad and we can fight again?" He challenged harshly.
"What?" Bendy was a little shocked by the statement. "Cup most of our arguments are over stupid shit. Why would you say that?" Bendy rested his hands on Cups chest.
"Because we fight so much." Cup said blandly. "It seems everything I do gets on your nerves and everything you do gets on mine." He added after a moment.
"Cup you know I just like messing with you. Do you really take the arguements to heart?" Bendy felt terrible now.
"No, of course not." Cup turned his head to the side more. "That would be stupid." He added softly. His eyes stared off to the side of the room.
"Cup why didn't you tell me this? I would have understood and stopped. I thought it was just a mutual thing between us." Bendy looked away for a moment.
"Because it's stupid for someone like me to get bent out of shape over stupid arguments." Cup mumbled under his breath. He didn't like admitting things.
"Cup it's not stupid." Bendy laid his hand on Cups cheek. "Somethings just affect people differently. Arguments with a loved one obviously mess with you a little." Bendy tried to be considerate over the matter.
"Whatever." Cup gave Bendy the cold shoulder. He didn't know how to respond to the affection he was getting.
"Can I see your arms?" Bendy asked again after a moment of silence. He wanted to let Cup know he wasn't against him.
"Fine." Cup pulled his arms out from under the pillow and held them out for Bendy to do as he pleased.
Bendy pushed back Cups sleeves carefully and uncovered the many cuts underneath. None of them were deep enough for stitches, but they all were deep enough to bleed. "Cups did you do this over us?" He asked shamefully.
"Not entirely. Some are just because I felt like it." He admitted lowly. He still wasn't sure how to feel.
"Can you start talking to me instead of this? We can work this out you know." Bendy assured softly. He let Cups arms go and they dropped back to the bed.
"Sure we can try." Cup replied back blandly. He wasn't sure if it would be that easy. It had become a habit at most.
"Okay." Bendy turned Cups face to look at him. "I love you, and I am here for you. You just need to tell me when you feel something." Bendy gave a soft sad smile to Cup.
"I'll try... I promise." Cup looked up into Bendys eyes. He could tell the smaller male meant every word he was saying. It was kind of nice to have the secret off his chest.
"Good." Bendy shifted to lay on Cups chest. "I think staying home from the party is a good idea." He buried his face into Cups shirt.
"Yeah?" Cup asked with a small smile. He wrapped his arms around Bendys waist and placed his head back onto the pillows. "Well I'm glad we agree on something for once."
"Me too Cuppy. Me too." Bendy smiled against the fabric and let out a low purr. It was something they discovered he could do.
Cup rubbed Bendys back while to two of them cuddled and talked about different things. It was going to be a difficult change, but they were willing to try to make this work.
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