" FUCK, MARRY, KILL " [MEWGULF]

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warning: horrible smut lmao (srsly i have no idea wtf im writing)

Mew had been awake for quite some time now. His body was aching and his hands was trembling. The ever growling stomach was getting louder by the passing minute. Heck, Mew didn't even know what time it was, the room was almost pitch black because there was no windows.

He was not in the best mental state, he can't put the line between reality and his dream. He had been feeling anxious and scared, he didn't want to feel anything, he didn't want to be tortured again.

The silent room was driving him mad. He was alone with his thoughts, which was never been pleasant. Mew looked like a nightmare, his hair was disheveled, he had eyebags and looked a bit thinner than before. His head always hung low, the main cause of the pain on his neck which was killing him.

He had been croacking out "help" 's. He desperately needed someone to be here, anyone, even the bunny man. He needed company, and staying in an ear deafening room wasn't helping him at all.

Instead he was scared of the whispers that might pop up around his ears like a tiny devil.

"Please...someone..I'll obey, I'll be good...." Mew whimpered, he had no little energy left to actually let out his voice. He fumbled his hands trying to get away from the dark clouds that was starting to invade his mind.

After what it felt like years Mew heard the door being open somewhere then soft footsteps came down from what possibly be a stair. He was somewhat relieved, this was his chance to redeem himself.

"Hello? Please, is someone there?" Mew asked, his eyes shot up. He hurriedly looked around the room. Wanting to find a figure that will make him calm down for a bit.

"Please, please I don't want to be here-"

And there was the bunny man. Knife in hand, the same knife he saw before with the little black bow on the handle. Mew suddenly snapped and tensed his whole body up.

"PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU. PLEASE JUST LET ME GO." Mew shouted, though it comes out hoarser. "Please, please, please I'll obey, I'll do anything..."

The bunny masked man didn't say anything-- like he always do. But Mew took it as a bad sign when he was invaded by the dark thoughts.

That's it, I'm done for.

I'm dead, I'm worthless.

I don't deserve to live.

"Please...I'm worthless, I want to die.. I should die....you are my only saviour...please I'm begging you..."

Mew broke down sobbing still chanting out his pleads.

The bunny man crouched down and took Mew's cheeks onto his hands. He caressed him softly, Mew leaned to the touch with tears still flowing out of his deep dark lashes. He can feel the knife on Bunny man hands, it was cold against his skin. He shivered at thoughts on what it could do to him.

His throat can be sliced open right now.

The man stood up and traced a line around Mew's jawline with his knife. He went up to his cheeks and brought it back down leaving a tiny graze. A small amount of blood started dripping down.

Suddenly the man cut through the rope on both of his wrist. He felt the fresh air hitting his wounds, it was such a refreshing feeling as there was no coarse fabric constantly rubbing on him.