content warning for blood and some slight gore
“hanta..” some whispered. sero clapped his hands over his ears and huddled in his corner.
“no...no...stop it. stop it..” he mumbled, closing his eyes. “i won’t look at you, i don’t wanna look at you.” his lips quivered as he felt a hand ghost under his chin, forcing him to look up. “NO!!” he screamed, pulling his chin back.
the hoarse voice whispered loudly. . . suddenly it started to form into...a familiar voice.
this time sero relaxed himself, slowly opening his eyes. that voice was... todoroki’s voice. sero gently uncovered his ears and relaxed his body, leaning back on the wall. there stood his lover in front of him, dirt speared on parts of his face as he extended a hand to him.
“is everything alright, my love?” ‘todoroki’ asked with a slight smile. sero carefully reached out to him before taking it back.
“no...no. i’m not gonna answer you..” he whispered to himself.
“what?...” todoroki froze and pulled back. “but hanta, you know it’s me. you can trust me right?”
...trust? todoroki lunged forward on his knees to take sero’s hands in his own, gripping them tightly. sero’s breath became ragged and his lip quivered at the close contact.
“i-i don’t know..” he gulped.
“a-ah, you’re always unsure, aren’t you?” todoroki tried joking with him, gaining a little nervous chuckle from sero. the tape boy shook his head afterwards. “i know the way out of here, come on.” todoroki pulled him up to his feet and without any hesitation, he dragged sero behind him.
leaving him hopelessly dangling at his heels, sero did his best to catch up with his strides.
this hallway...seems endless. sero breathed quietly, turning his head every which way for anything out of place. and that was the problem. nothing felt wrong.
“s-sho, how far long is this hallway?” he asked. suddenly they stopped and sero fell face first into shoto’s back. he was beyond nervous at this point. “s-sho-?” he gulped, tugging on the back of his shirt.
sero stopped at his words and looked down at their conjoined hands. stuck together like glue. no matter how hard sero pulled and yanked, neither could let go. “shoto!!!” he wailed in a panic, tears coming back to his eyes.
with every cry and pull, the paintings on the plain wall cried with him. they were crying blood. and for every painting that cried, their background was shaded with red blood.
a final pull wore out sero’s energy and he stopped. “...sho?...” the person was quiet now standing eerily still. he wouldn’t turn around, wouldn’t face him. so sero did it himself. he walked in front of todoroki, immediately screaming of horror.
it’s like his body had just been cut in half, blood pouring from every open part of his lifeless body, insides turned outsides. “SHO!!!” sero cried, pulling at their hands again. he looked down to see if any sign of progress had been made and only found...
neither of their hands were...human hands anymore. too bloody to see which was which and what was what. sero didn’t dare move. the blood climbed up his arm, practically swallowing his limb.
“this is how it’ll go right...? ...right?...”
too much energy lost and sero let him and the lifeless half body of his lover get eaten by this blood of a monster.
and then he woke with a start. todoroki was already up, confusion on his face. sero looked at him, holding both his cheeks.
“...we just had that same nightmare, didn’t we?” todoroki asked. sero nodded with a sigh of relief. “we’re never watching that movie again.”
a/n: mini slight wholesome ending cause idk how to end stuff🧍🏽♀️
