Vincent and Scott have always had an interesting relationship. Both far too old, far too busy to use the term "boyfriend". And neither are sure they're ready for that anyway. But when the question arises for the both of them, what are we... what will their answer be? ((Very minor self harm warning))
Scott and Vincent finally see each other outside of work, but things don't go quite as Vincent had hoped they would.
Scott's apartment floods, and he has nowhere to go but Vincent. Although, Vincent isn't as eager about it as Scott expected.
Vincent still struggles with traumas of the past, but he doesn't always have to deal with it alone.
Oneshots! I might finish some, some might be sad and some might not be. Depends on how I feel. These may deal with serious topics so be careful! At the moment the cover art isn't mine All characters reserved to Scott Cawthon(c)
TW: HEAVY SELF HARM. EXTREME SELF HARM WARNING. Do not read if you struggle with self harm/mutilation.
Scott is a small, fragile boy from District 11 who wasn't expected to survive the first day of the Games. He's been hanging on the brink by stalking Vincent, the strongest and most competent killer in the Games, and stealing what he leaves behind. So what happens when he finally notices? ((cover credit @smreetee ))
