⊹ ࣪ ˖ be aware of spoilers, tamsy is a warning, gn!reader, second!angel!reader, tension? with tamsy sometimes, ambiguity regarding the relationship, slight violence and sensitive topics, you and tamsy have known each other since you were kids, reader has questionable attitudes ‘nd thoughts, friends but not friends.
author’s note. the number of times I changed this is crazy. I hope you like what’s supposed to be a special. now I need to be able to continue with the requests and some things I want to do… sorry for disappearing by the way, it was me procrastinating again.
You have few memories of your childhood.
Some memories are hazy, almost impossible to make sense of. You don't know why, maybe you never tried to look beyond that; the only memories you had weren't pleasant for you. You preferred to remain in the ignorance you had always kept yourself in.
What you do remember, though, is a certain boy who was with you. He was always haunting you in the few memories you had. He was always there. You could never complain; he was what you thought he was—your treasure. The only thing you could call your own since you were little, since no one could understand you the way he did, since everything changed for you.
You don’t know why someone—especially someone like him—would stay with you. Maybe because you were somewhat alike in different situations, or because you clicked so well from the first time you met, or so you assume. You don’t remember your first interaction with him, and he never tried to make you remember it either.
His presence was always comforting to you.
The place Tamsy took you to was strange.
A tower. A huge tower in the middle of nowhere. You didn’t even know it existed here, and you don’t know how he found out about it, nor were you particularly interested in asking him something so irrelevant. It looked uninhabited, though that was to be expected. it was in no man’s land; no one would live here unless they were suicidal.
As time went on, the endless stairs started to get on your nerves after a while, but as always, you didn’t say a word. You kept your frustration to yourself; he didn’t need to know that.
Your annoyance vanished suddenly when, after climbing the last flight of stairs, you saw two large doors that seemed to lead to a room at the back, larger than the other few rooms in the tower at first glance. You followed closely behind your companion who was a little ahead of you. The darkness in the place blinded your vision a bit, but you stayed close to him.
Tamsy opened the door without difficulty, the creaking sound echoed in your ears, leaving a gap wide enough for your figures to be clearly visible. A flood of light hit your eyes beneath your mask, covering your face perfectly.
“Sorry to intrude.” You frowned at his unnecessary apology. After all, there’s no one here—or so you thought a second ago.
You peeked through the gap Tamsy had left open so you could see more clearly. You immediately noticed the absurd number of stuffed animals and other things scattered around the large room. And, well, you also noticed those two people who now had their full attention on you. What are they doing living here? you wondered.
“…Huh? Who’s there…?” Your attention was drawn to the girl lying on the makeshift bed. You noticed that her eyes were… different. Peculiar. There was a trace of moisture in them.
And now that you look closer, her clothes are messy and ill-fitting in certain places. She had to adjust her clothes a bit herself as she sat up, presumably to get a better look at you two from that position. All of this is strange to you. Why are they…?
“I imagined a lot of things when I saw these two, but not this.” You said to Tamsy in a barely audible whisper. He didn’t take long to answer you in the same way.
“What a problem… we’d better focus on what we have to do.”
She turned to look at you, her eyes met yours briefly without her realizing it. You couldn’t hold the gaze for long before you had to follow Tamsy. He quietly moved toward the other end where the girl was, approaching the large crack at the top of the building. Apparently, it’s closer from here. Tamsy was right about his suspicions, as always.
You ignored the man’s annoying shouts. It wasn’t as if he deserved that kind of attention anyway, just from a quick glance, you could tell he looked like an ordinary person, nothing too striking.
Still, you couldn’t help but notice he was wearing those boots. Maybe you should be careful.
His shouts grew louder as you continued to ignore him. He reminded you a little of Delmon because of how loud he was.
“Tamsy…” It wasn’t as if the girl could hear you with all the commotion the guy was causing, and you were a little far away from her.
Besides, she looks pretty weak. You could deal with her if she became a problem.
He turned slightly to look at you. “Go ahead. I’m sure you can handle him.” His voice was all you needed to hear at that moment to do what you wanted.
“If you don’t get out of here this instant… I’M GONNA KILL YOU!”
You finally gave him your attention just as he was more than ready to pounce on you. You’re curious about how those boots would work.
Tamsy looked away. Another calm invitation for you to take care of him.
Without needing him to say it out loud again, you quickly moved toward the man and, with a swift motion, punched him in the face hard enough to knock him out. At least that will stop him from meddling for a while.
That girl didn’t even try to approach.
You knelt down to calmly remove his boots. They were large and quite thick; unfortunately, you couldn’t see what they were capable of. You would have liked this man to last a little longer—at least long enough to take that punch—but it was an unnecessary waste of time.
Hopefully, you’ll get to see what the boots are capable of in the future. He was too weak to be a Watchman user, you were right about your suspicions regarding him.
You moved when Tamsy gestured to you with his hand, clearly signaling for you to give him the boots. You approached him and handed them over without a word.
“These are much better suited to you.”
He leaned down and offered the boots to the bewildered girl. The only thing you could think was that you hoped she wouldn’t go as crazy as that man.
“Pieces have fallen out of your heart. These will fill the void.” You didn’t miss the girl’s trembling fingers as she stretched out her arms to receive them after a few seconds, nor how her expression changed completely at your companion’s words.
You walked past her, leaving the girl there, still bewildered by what had just happened.
“Looks like this is gonna be the closest. Come on.” You stepped closer and let him wrap his arms around you to hold you tight. While he was doing that, you glanced over your shoulder at the girl, feeling a little unsure about her.
“Won’t she cause us trouble if we let her go? With what she’s seen…” You’re not too sure about just leaving her there as if nothing happened after she’s going to have to watch two damn people fly toward the Sphere.
“Not for now. If it becomes a problem in the future, I’ll take care of her.” He didn’t even bother to give the girl a doubtful look.
You nodded and adjusted yourself so that it would be much more comfortable for Tamsy to fly. It’s not like he’s ever complained, but you wanted to spare him some discomfort.
Just when you thought you were about to leave, Tamsy stood still for a few seconds, you heard him say something to the girl, but didn’t pay much attention.
You felt Tamsy grab you tightly, a sign that he was getting ready to fly. You braced yourself too.
She couldn't finish her question before Tamsy spread his huge wings.
That was the only thought that crossed Amo's mind as she watched you disappear into the distance.
Something bad was going to happen to her.
You guys had already been keeping a close eye on that boy you know Tamsy’s curious about.
All this time that Tamsy had been noticing him, you had always seen him as a strange kid. He had deep red eyes you’d never seen on anyone before, with white hair and gray tips, and most importantly—or what caught your attention the most—were his gloves. Another one who has a piece from the Watchmen series… what a surprise.
You wonder what he’s like.
“Let’s leave before he comes back.” Tamsy’s low voice beside you made you want to jump out of your skin. Did he kill him that fast? That man must not have given him much trouble. Now you have to hurry so no one sees the two of you. You’ve already checked the area thoroughly and there doesn’t seem to be anyone around, but it’s better not to get complacent. Neither of you wants to cause any more of a commotion than you’re already going to.
Both of you hurried away from that small house, though you couldn’t get very far before a familiar figure emerged from the other end of the path, approaching quickly. You couldn’t push Tamsy out of the way in time, and the boy ended up colliding head-on with him. The book Tamsy had hidden under his costume fell. It landed logo-side up.
You stepped forward and grabbed the book quickly. You ignored the look the boy gave and turned to look at Tamsy; he just stared at the boy for a moment. No one said anything, but you were already beginning to sense the subtle tension between them.
You walked over to Tamsy and tapped him on the arm a couple of times, reminding him that you had to hurry. He turned to you, and you exchanged one last glance while the boy was still lying on the ground. He looked happy before he saw you.
His father is dying right now.
You guys ran off again. It took you a while to get far enough away before you ran into a group of guards from this place. Tamsy wasted no time and gave them a completely different version of the story, ignoring the fact that the murderer was himself and falsely accusing Rudo. Just as planned.
They didn’t even question what he’d told them. That boy’s bad reputation made it easier for Tamsy. You could even say they left in a greater hurry.
You watched as the guards hurried off in the direction Tamsy had pointed them, heading straight for the crime scene. By now, Rudo should be close to witnessing the act of love Tamsy left for him.
“So you’re saying you want to make his life even more miserable?” Now that you were more than sure everything had gone well you allowed yourself to let your guard down a little. It was much faster than you thought at first, although It shouldn’t have taken you by surprise. After all, Tamsy had been planning this for a long time.
“I want to return him to his original role, only I can help him with that,” he said. What role is he talking about…? It doesn’t matter. Now you can only wish that guy luck, because clearly, every misfortune that happens in his life from now on will be because of Tamsy. You could almost feel sorry for him.
“By the way, here.” Tamsy looked at you expectantly, you handed him the book he’d dropped a few moments earlier. Tamsy didn’t hesitate to take it. You watched as he tucked it under the costume covering his body.
You looked up, pausing when you saw those eyes of his staring at you. Even with his mask on, you could see them perfectly if you got too close.
“We’d better hurry. It would be a shame to miss Rudo’s execution, wouldn’t it?” You nodded, pushing those thoughts aside. You had to pick up the pace. Tamsy would probably want to grab a spot where he could see everything perfectly.
“And after this, what do you have planned for him? When he falls into the pit, I mean. And if he dies in the fall, what will you do?” Tamsy pretended to think about it for a moment.
“That won’t happen. He won’t need to fall into the pit.” It’s understandable, killing the person closest to him could get Rudo where Tamsy wanted him to be.
You arrived just in time to see the tribe’s guards bringing Rudo in, chained up and completely immobilized. His clothes were covered in blood, obviously not his own, and his expression… you couldn’t quite make it out from where you were. You’d have to get a little closer to see it.
You let Tamsy lead the way through the crowd, you bumped into a few people a couple of times as you tried to keep up so you wouldn’t fall too far behind your friend, sometimes earning annoyed or confused looks. Finally, after briefly exploring the place, you came to a spot that Tamsy liked.
You fell silent, now you could hear the murmurs among the people more clearly. These people are very stupid—you’ve known that for a long time. They wouldn’t even stop to question whether something was real. They’re all sheep.
You decided it was better to focus your attention on what was happening in front of you. The guards had already tied him up and were slowly lifting him, accompanied by that speech they always used before throwing someone into the pit. The people’s screams grew louder. Idiots.
Rudo briefly looked up and scanned the entire crowd, pausing when he finally seemed to have found the person he was looking for.
“Chiwa!! Somebody killed Regto!! Please! You have to find out who did it and—” Chi…wa? Was he talking to that girl he used to spend so much time with? His voice sounded desperate.
It’s useless. Unless that girl loves him too much, it won’t make much of a difference in all this.
Next to you, Tamsy seemed to move in a way you would have almost missed on another occasion. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye.
He’s smiling in a way you hadn’t seen him smile before.
He’s really enjoying this.
Since you were so focused on that, you didn’t catch what Rudo said, also because of the noise the people around you were making.
It seemed like it wasn’t something very good. It wasn’t really surprising, to be honest. Children’s minds are very easily influenced depending on their environment.
“SWEEP THE FILTH INTO THE PIT!!”
“SWEEP THE FILTH INTO THE PIT!!”
“You’re the filthy ones.” You can’t hear with all the shouting. It’s annoying.
He’s about to break. Tamsy said this would be enough.
“SWEEP THE FILTH INTO THE PIT!!”
Rudo seemed to say something else. Unfortunately, once again, you couldn’t hear or correctly make out what he was saying. Instead, you decided to focus on his expression.
“SWEEP THE FILTH INTO THE PIT!!”
He was… menacing. That’s how you’d describe him. Pure hatred. His red eyes somehow seemed deeper to you, especially when you saw his gaze fix on the direction you both were in. Something about him put you on alert.
From the time you’d been stalking him, you might have noticed certain things about Rudo that were strange in completely normal people. Even so, you’d never seen him this furious before.
His voice came out hoarse. The ropes holding him broke loose.
“I’M GONNA SEND YOU TO HELL! ALL OF—” You couldn’t hear the rest of his sentence as he fell deeper into the pit.
Silence. Everyone finally fell silent.
You glanced sideways at Tamsy. He seemed to notice your gaze and looked back at you.
“He’s amazing, isn’t he?”
That kid is dangerous, you wanted to say.
Still, you know him very well, and he knows what he's doing.
Tamsy will be able to handle him.
These past few days have been a bit more exhausting than the ones before.
Since an Sphereite you already knew very well arrived at the cleaners a while back, all of you have been doing a lot more work than usual, leaving you a bit fed up with the long, grueling days compared to when he wasn't there.
You haven’t even been able to see him much; this is barely the first direct interaction you’re going to have with him. Why do you have to be dragged into all this mess?
You walked calmly behind Delmon, covering your ears at his shout. Normally his company doesn’t bother you, since along with Tamsy, you’ve known him for a long time because you’re in the same group and spend so much time together every day, but he still shouts too loudly for your taste. For everyone’s taste, you think.
Tamsy, standing next to you, shook his head wearily, stepping in to interrupt just as he was starting to overwhelm the poor boy.
“Stop it, Delmon.” You sighed when Tamsy finally stepped in. His calm, quiet voice almost made you breathe a sigh of relief.
It’s not like it’s an exaggeration, though. You can genuinely say that Tamsy has a beautiful voice.
“Rudo is Enjin’s recruit, that means he belongs to Akuta.” He let his arm drop to wrap around his shoulders in a relaxed way. You could hardly believe that he murdered his father. He looks so innocent right now.
“Sorry, Rudo. He’s really a good guy. Although… I also like people who are passionate, just like my friend does.” He smiled at the boy. He blinked and turned his attention to you; you weren’t sure how to react, so you just gave him a little wave.
He moved his gloved hand slightly to return your greeting, a mix of confusion and curiosity in his deep gaze.
Neither of you said a word, it was starting to feel uncomfortable after a moment. Tamsy let out a little laugh at the lame excuse for interaction. “Excuse my friend, Rudo. They are a little awkward around strangers, but I assure you they’re someone you can trust when you need them.” Rudo nodded, tilting his head.
You don’t want to be near that kid, much less interact with him in any way.
Tamsy moved away from the boy and continued on his way with you by his side. He knows perfectly well that you don’t like this.
Two betrayals are better than one, aren’t they?
“Come on, we have to leave soon to find that mysterious woman.” Damn it. You’d almost forgotten that reason.
“Well, since you’re here, why don’t you let him hear a word from Mr. Passion himself, Delmon?”
“WE’RE ON OUR WAY TO CANVAAAS TOWN!!!” And just like that, everyone started screaming like crazy. You sighed again, and Tamsy remained indifferent to his noisy companions.
It looks like it’s going to be a long trip.
Things hadn’t gone as planned. Not at all.
First, after the long drive in the Jeep and arriving in Canvas Town to find Gob, you received the news that he had died, leaving all of you there for much longer than expected.
Later, thanks to the luck you could say you all rarely had, Remlin, who inherited the Vital Instrument, was able to cast protective charms on you after they’d recovered from the sad news and a small celebration with fireworks.
In the end, you had to go back to HQ for the full face mask that August had already finished for Rudo, so you’d already lost more time than expected compared to the original plan you had.
This time you sat next to Tamsy when you all had to get back in the Jeep once again to go to Penta. You settled in to be more comfortable and maybe rest a little before arriving. You hate having to spend so much time like that.
It was exhausting for you to have to go around in circles and spend so much time just for that woman. Finally, you were on your way to meet her.
If you weren’t mistaken, you’d be paying her a visit sooner than planned. It happened faster than you thought. It’s barely been any time since you saw her.
You knew it was a bad idea to let her live.
“I guess this will be your second time in No Man’s Land. We’re gonna run into serious trouble as soon as we get there, so be ready.”
You glanced sideways at Tamsy when Enjin said that to Rudo; he didn’t take long to stop looking out the window and turn toward you, smiling a little.
“In this group, the big, older gentleman is my favorite!”
Amo didn’t take long to invite all of you to her house to talk about the so-called angel, using the toxic air as an excuse. It was close by, and it would definitely be much more comfortable to talk there than in the middle of nowhere. It’s not like she was wrong. She had a point, but there was something off.
Enjin didn’t take long to screw up when he brought up her clothes and other stupid things that weren’t very appropriate for the moment—something Amo didn’t like very much for obvious reasons—and decided to start yelling and getting really angry at all of you.
You put your hands to your face wearily as she stood up from where she was sitting and activated her boots, already getting ready to attack you all. You curse Enjin for provoking her; it would have been easier to play along with the talk of love.
That might actually be a good thing… she won’t want to give them the information they’re so desperate for anymore.
Curiously, you noticed things were different from the first time you saw her.
She seemed a little crazier.
You don’t know what kind of things her vital instrument does. The first time you saw the boots, you couldn’t see their abilities, but you assume you’ll see them in action very soon.
The first one affected by that girl’s abilities was Delmon, who attacked Enjin from behind and now you had to take action.
“Why…? Why would you say such terrible things…? Amo didn’t even do anything…” You heard the pitiful words the girl uttered when Zanka went on the defensive, saying things that were going to make this worse than it already was.
Things started to escalate when Delmon attacked Zanka and Riyo next, moving over to the girl’s side after nearly killing them. She was just smiling maniacally.
As if it were some kind of parasite or contagious disease, not long after, they fell unconscious one by one, only to wake up like wild animals. They’re obviously hallucinating.
Even Rudo was completely lost by this point. But you couldn’t focus on that.
Your confusion didn’t last long, though, because the girl ended up revealing how her abilities worked, along with other things that weren’t helping you.
“We’ll have to take care of everything ourselves.” You nodded and glanced at him out of the corner of your eye. He had already put on his mask.
“I’ll watch your back.” You pulled out your Vital Instrument, ready to activate it and end this.
“Did ya forget that I’m still awake too?”
Well, you’ll neutralize the crazy woman with Zanka.
Night fell, and you couldn’t help but find yourself in Tamsy’s room. It was comforting.
Tamsy didn’t say anything or act any differently regarding what happened a few hours ago. That still wasn’t confirmation for you. You’ve known him practically your whole life, yet you still couldn’t read him the way he could read you.
After all these years… you can’t correctly guess what he’s thinking. It’s hard.
You turned your head to look at Tamsy. He was brushing his hair. It was something you knew he always did before going to sleep. That baggy uniform of his was gone too, he was wearing white clothes that were just as loose-fitting but comfortable.
“You still haven’t figured out what to do with her.” Tamsy glanced at you briefly.
“I already took care of her.” You raised an eyebrow in confusion. Since when could he have done anything? He was always with all of you.
“How…?” Tamsy smiled softly at your confusion. Come on, your brain can’t be that slow, can it? You’re a little stupid sometimes. Surprisingly, it doesn’t bother him.
“I thought it would be really easy for you to figure out.” You tried to think it through after a moment of silence, and when the realization hit you, you let out a sigh of regret at how obvious it was.
Of course, you’d forgotten for a moment that he could create things like marionettes—which is probably what he used to kidnap her. In your defense, he doesn’t usually use them, or at least not that you know of. What’s flooding your mind is: where does he keep her?
Maybe you could pay her a visit when Tamsy has to go check on her. For now, you’ll try to relax and watch closely to see what he’s doing.
You watched the brush move up and down repeatedly through his blonde and navy-blue hair, the strands looked completely smooth and soft to the touch.
They were, you can say that for sure.
“May I ask why all this attention on me?” To your disappointment, he pulls the brush away from his hair and puts it back in his desk drawer, without turning to look at you even once.
“Nothing in particular. Just that you look very… like that.” He hums in response. You’re weird sometimes.
You lie down on his bed. The light from the lamp no longer burns your eyes; instead, you feel embraced by the darkness that deepened when Tamsy decided to turn it off. Immediately after that, you felt the mattress give way under another weight.
“Will you have free time tomorrow? I want you to come with me to a place I saw.”
He settled more comfortably into his spot. “I’ll be a little busy tomorrow… but maybe I can make an exception.”
A small ‘reward’ since you’ve been quite helpful.
From everything you were telling him, he picked up on the fact that you wanted him to confirm or deny something, right after you stared at him without saying a word.
For a moment, he watches your lips moving—he knows you’re talking, but he isn’t paying attention. He doesn’t want to.
“Tamsy?” You couldn’t see his face clearly because of the dim light in the room. He was letting you talk to yourself. You couldn’t tell if he was doing it on purpose or not.
“Sorry, I got distracted for a moment. What were you saying?”
He doesn’t want you to continue with whatever you were talking about. He isn’t interested anyway.
“What’s wrong with you now? Is something bothering you?” Tamsy blinks, almost innocent.
“What are you talking about?”
“You… whatever. Why are you staring at me like that? You’re scary when you don’t say anything and just stare at me.” He can almost rolls his eyes.
To give you one last clue, he casts a fleeting glance at the corners of your lips. You would have missed it if you hadn’t been paying attention.
He didn’t do anything to reach out and wildly invade your personal space the way he wanted to. He wasn’t going to humiliate himself like that. He just waited and stood there watching you, until you were the one who approached and decided to press your lips together. Gently at first.
It took him a moment to return the kiss. When he finally did, he placed one of his hands very close to your jugular. You didn't seem to mind.
You pushed him away by the chest when you felt a sharp pain in your lower lip. That made Tamsy smile a little.
“I thought you liked my kisses.”
“I did, as long as you weren’t tearing a chunk of flesh out of me.” You ran your fingers over your lower lip, feeling the moisture there and the faint taste of blood.
You’re sure to have a small wound later.
“You don’t usually do that.” Tamsy said nothing. He knew you can handle more than that.
It took a while for you to approach him, waiting until the throbbing in your lip subsided. The sensation had left you feeling a little irritated.
“I’m going to sleep with you tonight.” He nods, knowing you can’t see him in the dark. Without a word, he shifts over to make space for you.
He wonders how he has allowed himself to share his personal space with you, just as he has let you into his room.
You might be the only person he allows himself to fully trust.
Even so, he confides more in you than in others. Your presence doesn’t make him want to tear his hair out either.
That’s too much of a compliment coming from him. You don’t know that, and he thinks you have no interest in knowing.
He feels the warmth beside him; he’s not used to it. It’s been a long time since the two of you slept like this.
You're lying completely still on your side of the bed, your breathing has slowed down too. You really have no trouble falling asleep. Not that he has much trouble either.
He turns over and lets himself drift off shortly after.
You turned around and saw him offering you the piece of cake he’d bought a few moments earlier. You were a little surprised he’d bought something like that
It wasn’t something he ate often.
It looked delicious, with cream on top and strawberry pieces that looked good, too.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” You stopped looking at the piece of cake when Tamsy said that. He cut off a portion with the fork he’d been given and offered it to you calmly.
“I don’t really feel like eating something sweet—"
“Eat.” You decided to give in and just accept it. You let him guide the fork closer to your mouth.
Just as you were about to eat it, Tamsy suddenly stopped and pulled it away from you. You stared at him in confusion.
He smiled, offering you the fork. “You can do it yourself, can’t you?” You rolled your eyes and simply snatched the fork from him. It was a miracle that the piece attached to it stayed on after such a careless grab. Tamsy didn’t flinch at that.
As you savored the sweet taste of the cake in your mouth, you caught a glimpse of the captive girl on the other side of the bars. She was looking back at you with anger and exhaustion in her eyes. You wondered how long it had been since she’d seen the sunlight.
She should have thought of that before giving away information.
“Yeah. Why did you buy it?” He tilted his head slightly.
“It’s for our friend Amo! I bought this as an apology to her.” You doubt it. There are other reasons. He’d certainly never buy a piece of cake for a girl just out of the goodness of his heart. And what’s that nonsense about an apology?
You glanced at the girl again, she had her head down. Already given up on screaming.
“Sure, you’re very kind. I think you were harsher than…”
“Since when you’ve cared about how others feel?” He interrupted you curiously.
He doesn’t even look angry.
“You know I don’t mean it that way. I care little or nothing about what you do with the people you choose. This time I couldn’t help but notice that you were different.”
“Oh! Forgive my confusion. I must say, I did this just for Rudo.” He paused, his attention drifting for a moment to the girl. “What do you think of him?” That took you by surprise.
“Why are you asking that? That kid is… I don’t really know him, we’ve hardly spoken, but I can definitely say is that he probably has some kind of curse. I’d bet you already know that perfectly well…”
“I know, and that’s why we’re doing this. Now, look.” He grabbed the cake, speaking to Amo.
“This is what you wanted, right?” Tamsy’s fake kindness made you piece together what he was about to do next
He really does take pleasure in other people’s suffering.
You’d have to be naive to think he was actually going to give it to her. You watched as he ended up shoving it into his mouth, eating it shamelessly right in front of her, and maybe being a little careless.
Combined with the fact that Tamsy made sounds of satisfaction clearly on purpose, she ended up getting significantly angry about it.
“This tastes amazing!” Your eyes found him again, his slender fingers wiping a bit of the sweet cream from his lips.
Something so sweet in someone so horrible.
At least in terms of his actions—morally speaking, of course—you have no right to complain or feel bad about this either. You’ve done things just as bad before, and you’re just like him simply because you do nothing.
No matter how little more empathy you have for others than he does, in the end you’ll never do anything because, deep down, you’re just the same.
That’s why he noticed you.
“I think I’ll have some tomorrow too!”
The napkin he used to keep his fingers clean lay crumpled and carelessly tossed on the floor. He looked satisfied.
“We’ll eat it together, right?”
“Of course. Now let me wipe that off. You still have frosting on you.”
You’ll never betray him. You know it, and he knows it too.
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