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Emerald Eyes (Mad Hatter X Music Meister)

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Okay, calm yourself, Jervis. The smaller man reassured himself as he fumbled with his tie. He, for once, had a date—a rare sight, yes, but even rarer that the person wasn't under hypnosis. He swallows hard as he studies himself in his full-body mirror. He instantly picked out his flaws. Short, large nose, messy blonde hair, and large teeth with an overbite. Granted, the overbite wasn't his fault. His mother refused to even take him to the doctor when he was little, so a dentist was out of the question. He shakes his head and dusts his suit off. It was a dark emerald green with a navy blue tie suit custom made by himself. It still gave him the Mad Hatter colors, but without all the extra pieces. He felt comfortable as the Mad Hatter, safe, if you will. The persona gave him confidence, something Jervis Tetch didn't have much of.

The poor man nearly jumps out of his skin when his doorbell rings. He looked at his nightstand and saw that Darius was there on time. Not a minute early, not a minute late. Oh yeah, Jervis Tetch, also known as the Mad Hatter, was going on a date with Darius Chaple, better known as the Music Meister. "O-one moment!" he called as he grabbed a gold pocket watch and linked it through some of his belt loops before placing it in his pocket and letting the access chain hang down. He then rushed out of his room and into the living room, opening the door. He looked up at the taller, red-haired man and blushed madly. The tips of his ears went red. Darius wore a dark purple suit accented with music notes on the jacket. His hair was styled neatly, and he too had a faint blush on his cheek, but he grinned down at Jervis, his tooth gap showing proudly. However, there was something different about today's outfit: his eyes weren't covered by his normal sunglasses. Darius had bright green eyes; they were like emeralds shining in the light above, and his long eyelashes only complimented them! Oh, how Jervis loves him.

Jervis stared at Darius for a moment more before Darius chuckled. "You're staring handsome; surely I don't look that bad?" He asked, teasing Jervis, but Darius felt a little bit of fear bubbling up inside his stomach. What if he did look bad? Would Jervis even go on the date? Jervis quickly shakes his head. "No, no, why you look magnificent!  Breathtaking even!" He exclaimed, looking up at the taller man. He nervously fiddled with his fingers. "You look perfect, Darius. Why, when I look into your eyes, I can see wonderland.... My wonderland," he said softly, his eyes filled with nothing but love, causing Darius's cheeks to fluster even more.

Jervis then snapped out of his thoughts. "Oh, we must go! We shouldn't be late for our date!" Jervis said as he rocked back and forth on his heels, worried that Darius might get upset if they were late. Jervis looked away. Until Darius reached out and took his hand, softly kissing the top of it. "Ready?" Darius asked softly, his green eyes meeting Jervis's blue ones. Jervis stared back into the taller man's eyes for a moment. "Ready!" he smiled brightly. Oh, what a rabbit hole Jervis had fallen into, but he didn't mind one bit.

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You Came? You Called. (Darius X Jervis (MusicHatter)

Yes I’m doing that one meme because I can! 

ALSO CREDIT TO THE PERSON WHO MADE THIS ON TWITTER BECAUSE THEY GAVE ME THE IDEA <3

BEFORE YOU READ

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TW: Mentions of abuse!

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This always happens. It never fails. Jervis sat on the edge of his bed, his feet dangling over the edge as he was a few inches shorter. He held his head in his hands as his breath was fast, tears dripping down from his cheeks and onto his thighs. He pulled his hair slightly from how hard he was holding his head. He knew this would happen! He had a fantastic day! He spent time with one of his dear friends, Darius, who was also his crush. Darius and him just hung out, shared laughs, blushed at each other, and cracked some jokes. Yet, looking at Jervis now, you wouldn't be able to tell he had a good day. He shakes his head as he lets out a choked sob. He had a nightmare. One where his mother took away his little crush, killed Darius right in front of Jervis, then locked Jervis away in his childhood room... He then woke up. But His mother had always been abusive to him when he was younger. Which is one of the reasons he was fascinated with Alice in Wonderland. His mother would come into his room to yell, call him names, or even hit him. He would read the book right after if he could; it was his escape from reality. He mumbled some quotes in hopes that they would calm his nerves just enough for him to calm down a little. "It's not a birthday party. It's an unbirthday party." He paused as if he were trying to hear Alice’s voice. "An unbirthday party? Well, you only have one birthday each year, but you have 364 unbirthdays." He then jumped after hearing someone slam on their car horn. It was 2:54 a.m. Who had road rage at this hour? He whimpered and closed his eyes, his breath  even faster. He needed help. His way wasn’t working, and this panic attack was bad. He reached over to his nightstand, his hand shaking as he grabbed his cellphone. He unlocked it. He knew Crane would probably be up at this hour, but Crane wasn’t the best at making people comfortable. He figured Oswald was asleep or at least busy with the Lounge. He looked at his contacts before he finally pressed the name. He closed his eyes and slipped off his bed, landing on his feet with a little thud. He paced back and forth, resting his hand on his forehead. Each ring echoed in his head as he clenched his jaw. Finally, he heard Darius’s voice. He went to speak but couldn't, but a simple sniffle was heard. "Jervis?" Darius asked, sitting up in his bed. His voice was deeper—not by much, but it was clear he was waking up. Panicking more, Jervis finally speaks. O-oh, I-I didn’t mean to wake you." He sniffled. "But-but I need... I need you here. I can’t calm down." His breath was picking up as he whimpered. "I-" Jervis was cut off by Darius. "Hey, it’s okay. Are you home?" Darius asked, grunting a little as he stood up. All Jervis could muster was a little Mhm. “Okay, I’m on my way.” Darius said calmly. “Wait you don’t-” Jervis then heard the dial tone. Darius hung up. Which didn’t make Jervis feel good. Why did Darius hang up? Was Darius mad he had woken up? Was Darius even coming?!  Jervis’s breath picked up again and he listened to the dial tone before he finally hung up himself. He went back to his bed hopping up on it as he sniffled. What kind of man was he? Crying over a nightmare like a small child would. No one could love him no one! He closed his eyes. He had made a fool of himself in front of Darius, that’s why he hung up! Darius was probably calling the other rogues and laughing at him. Jervis felt his heart shattered into many pieces, just like it did with Alice. He fell over on the bed landing on his side of he covered his ears, his mother’s voice ringing in his head. ‘No one could ever love you. You’re a freak, a mistake. Any negative name you can think of, Jervis was called by his mother. However he froze hearing his bedroom door open and his name being called by a voice who wasn’t his mothers. “Jervis?” It was Darius. Jervis sat up quickly wiping his tears away quickly. He stares at Darius for a long while. “You came?” He asked, his voice breaking as stares at Darius. Darius looked at him, he was still in his purple pajamas, his red hair was messy and all over the place. But he flashed Jervis a sweet smile showing off his signature tooth gap. “You called.”

Jervis sniffled and sobbed, hiccupping now because he had been crying for so long. "Please stay." He said. He was desperate. "I-I can’t be alone right now." He whimpered. Darius looks at Jervis and walks over, sitting on his bed but still giving Jervis space. "You want to talk about it?" Darius asked, looking over at Jervis. "N-no," Jervis said as he scooted closer to Darius. He then kind of flopped over on Darius' arm, leaning his head against it. Jervis was worn out. He had at least been crying for an hour. Darius blushed and looked down at Jervis, but nodded. Okay, well, just know I’m here for you now." Darius paused to wrap an arm around Jervis. "And I always will be." He chuckled softly. The two stayed like this for about ten minutes, give or take. Jervis had calmed down a lot, mostly from being held and from enjoying the warmth of the larger man. Jervis then pulled away. He blushed madly and looked down at his hands. "Can you...it's late...um..." He takes a breath. "Do you wish to stay the night?" He asked his blue eyes, meeting Darius’s green eyes. Darius looked at Jervis for a moment. "Sure." Darius’s cheeks turned a faint pink. I, uh, well, I can sleep on the couch-" He was cut off by Jervis shaking his head. "N-no, please.. You... can you sleep in here with me?" Jervis breaks eye contact to look down. "W-when you held me, I felt safe, something I haven’t felt in a very long time. So, please, Darius. Can you sleep in my bed with me?" He asked, wincing at the question, fully accepting that Darius may burst into laughter or call him a freak, then leave. But neither happened. "Okay." Darius said that as he stood up, he picked Jervis up, causing the smaller man to blush wildly and look away. "I could have moved to the top!" He said as Darius placed him down at the top of the bed. Chuckling, Darius looked down at Jervis. Well, then you can do the honors of scooting over so I can find it." He said, still standing. 

Jervis nods and doesn't say a word; he was too embarrassed to speak. He scoots over near the wall and then flinches a little when he feels the bed sink down as Darius gets in. Darius instantly laid down, sighing happily, but Jervis sat up for a moment, looking at the red-headed man who was now in bed with him. "Can you-" He was cut off. Yes, I can hold, but first, you need to lay down and roll over." Darius said. As he turned to his side, the bed moved with his weight, creaking slightly. Jervis nods and lays down, turning to his side and bringing his knees and arms up to his chest, his hands playing with the bottom of his pillow, while his back faces Darius. Darius then wrapped his arms around Jervis, sliding once under the smaller man's pillow and his other arm going around Jervis's, holding him close as he pressed his chest up against Jervis' back. "Better?" He asked as he brought his knees up behind Jervis as he trapped him. Jervis nods his head. "P-perfect!" He stutters and then finally yawns. He enjoyed being held and feeling the warmth of another human. He enjoyed feeling safe, something his childhood didn’t grant him. "Thank you." He said it softly as he drifted off to sleep. Darius chuckled. "You called," he said, teasing him a little bit and blushing as Jervis finished his sentence. "And you came..." Jervis said, finally falling asleep. Darius blinked a few times before he leaned down, kissing the top of Jervis’s head with a large smile on his face as he too fell asleep. But even so, Darius was ready to fight off any night terror that Jervis had.

But, for once, Jervis didn’t have any for the rest of the night. Jervis slept peacefully in the arms of the man he loved.