#ic. frank

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@leadxxr

Waiting in the woods, Frank turned his head the moment the sound of crunching leaves and branches reached his ears. He moves to lift his mask now to greet the other with a smile. "Hey." Walking over now he pulls Dwight into a kiss, soon squishing his face between his hands slightly.

"How's my sweet leader doing?"

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34: force my muse to their knees (for Frankie ofc)

A grunt leaves his lips as he was forced down onto his knees. Hazel eyes glaring up to the killer. What was he going to do? Kill him in the moment? Take the high from the act of bloodlust? Or was it another thing in mind.

"What are you planning huh? Wanting to bleed me out or have me choke on your dick?"

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@leadxxr ye wish is my command uwu

One, two.... no, that wasn't all of them. One of four hasn't escaped... The trial won't end until they are all gone meaning.... "Dwight... the hell are you doing...?" Frank mutters under his breath, his mind on the one place he was sure to find the male as he made his way to the basement.

Right where he thought... and to see him trying to remain calm in a time like this...

Walking over, he scooped the survivor up in his arms. Walking out of the basement with him now. "So, you are just planning to wait it out by yourself? I told you I'd be fine getting punished." Sure, it wasn't good feeling to die but he still cared to not have her kill his boyfriend.

"Let's go somewhere more comfortable, okay?" He won't force him to leave if he doesn't want to, but like hell was he going to let him be alone.

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@leadxxr cont. xx

The moment Dwight spoke up in retaliation Frank's breath caught in his throat. He could feel his own mind growing loud, demands to fall back into his old ways. Should he lash out like always? Just let it all go? He can't fix him… It almost feels like he… Was he wanting to?

Or was his own mind making him think that Dwight was giving up on him and wanting to cut it all off.

The mask hid his expression. His only form of hiding any form of weakness. But his breathing wasn't calm, it was easy to see that the usual scared leader's words struck something in him. Deep breaths as if to try and stay calm.

"…" He can't find his words in that moment. His jaw tensing as he felt sick. But he forces himself to move now, stepping closer, seeing as Dwight seemed to grow more fearful. He stopped, feeling a pain growing in him. "I…." What? What was he wanting to fucking say in that moment?

Of course he gives a shit about him. So much that he…

"I just… don't want you to.." Fuck, he hates how he can hear his voice break in that moment. He moves to be on his knees now, his head lowering as he moved his hands to take the mask off. But he couldn't look up to him. He was… scared. Scared on how he might look at him to see just how his words hit him. But he can see the tears that hit his mask.

He's so pathetic right now…

He closed his eyes, taking a breath.

"Please… I don't want you to walk out on me… not…. n-not like the rest." Please not like the others that gave him some sense of hope only to have it crushed. "Don't… don't give up on me like the rest… please, Dwight." Not when there seemed to be peace in this hellscape. Not when it felt like he can rest easy, to not feel like he had to be a certain way.

"I… it feels like if you walk out of here… that would be it. That I won't get to see you again aside from in trials… that you… y-you'd never want to bother with me again." He finally makes himself look up to him. He wasn't used to being so vulnerable, but he can't stay behind that mask. Not if it meant he'd lose that good, that bit of hope, that light that came into his life….

"Don't say… you can't fix me when it felt like there was a chance. When you put that bit of hope in me when you showed that you gave a damn… I don't… want to go back to how things were."

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" So is the mask a personal choice, or is it like… hiding a horrific accident and now it's forever grafted to your face? " - for Frank hehe

"What?"

He stopped dead with his actions. A can of spray paint in his hand as his masked face was now just looking to the blond. Was... Was he serious? This was a joke right? No... no, he seems serious. What the fuck?

"It's for anonymity." Frank answers bluntly. Looking around for a moment before lifting his mask up to show Airin his face now. "Few scars and dark rings under my eyes but that's about it." He fixes his mask back on.

"Don't think on it like that movie Onibaba."

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"Think if I'm dying I can put my bones up on ebay to sell while I wait to kick it?"

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“ well. there goes my favorite shirt. ” ( for frank from joey <3

"Mad? Gonna cry about it?" He's teasing, tossing a shirt over to the other. "Wear one of mine then. It's a bit stretched out so it should fit you comfortably Joey." He tells him now, smiling behind the mask.

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<growl> - growl in receiver's ear ((for Frank))

Jesus, something about hearing the metallic growl leaving the Executioner was something else. A hand holding onto the metal frame of their head. "Wanting to show me a good time big guy?" Frank asks with a chuckle now. "Come on, I want you to mess me up."