#blccms

Dark frowned, assuming Archie was stressed or just not in his chipper mood at the moment. He made his way to his boyfriend, sitting down next to him as he wrapped an arm around him before placing a peck onto his cheek.

“Is something bothering you?”

‘ Would ya look at that - I’m seein’ DOUBLE ! ’ A cackle , bending over laughing as if that sentence had been the funniest in the world . When she finally recovered , Princess grinned a wide grin out to the twins , innocent , sweet , and DEADLY . ‘ What can I do for you boys this fine afternoon ? ’

@blccms I’m sorry I had this idea and it got long.

          Anti glanced over at the man seated beside him, before           his lips parted to speak.”I do love you, you know.” It’s spoken           with such a sincerity that should be impossible for him given           the sentence, but his eyes flick up to watch Archie’s face, and           they hold truth. “I love you for the things everyone wouldn’t            understand.” He reaches closer to caress Archie’s cheek,            before planting a soft kiss onto his jaw. “I love you for loving           me. I love you for the way you still listen even when what I ask            for doesn’t make sense or it hurts you in the long run. I love you            for being a heartbeat, for your trembling and your scars… I love            you for touching me.” Anti’s voice finally quivered, tears edging            in his usually heated eyes to the point that it was almost…            heartbreaking. “H-How did that quote go? I don’t like to be touched,            but it’s a strange dislike. I don’t like to be touched because I crave            it too much. I want to be held very tight so I won’t break.” His voice            cracks on the last word, so he buries his face into Archie’s chest            and holds on tightly. “I love you for letting me hurt you and wanting            to be here…” But I should let you go. Anti doesn’t say the ending            of the sentence. If Anti hadn’t liked Archie in some way, Archie            would have been long since dead, but he kept him and now Anti            doesn’t want to let him free. But sitting there, hearing Archie’s           heartbeat right against his ear… “You don’t deserve this. Don’t           you get that? I’ll take you h-…” He can’t say it. Just one more           word. “You can l… You don’t have to be h… God damn it, I don’t           want you anymore!” It was a lie, but it’s all he can muster, standing           and letting go of his favorite pet. The love of his life. And isn’t that           exceptionally fucked. “Go pack your things. You have things, right?           Yeah, I’ve given you things. Go pack them, I’ll take you back to your            brother.” There’s an ache in his chest and tears are spilling down his           cheeks, scalding him as he tries to think of something to do, maybe            hurt Archie once more? But he can’t. Archie’s had enough and deep            down he really fucking knows it. Deep down, underneath the pleasure            he got from hurting Archie and the hatred towards humanity itself, he            knew Archie had never deserved a single thing Anti did to him. Anti            hated himself for it.