Akuma looked to the side “….” he didn’t have any words
Censor took a breath before walking through a portal to where Akuma is. “Aku-” He paused rubbing his arm slightly. He was doing this as a friend. So why was it so hard to ask him if he was ok?
“Hm?” His eyes were blue not his normal purple his jacket sleeve looked like it was ripped opened and he hade cuts on his arm
Censor’s eyes was drawn to his arm/ A choked gasp left him. “Akuma you-” He stopped himself. He started to shake. “A-are you ok?” It sounded force like he was holding back tears.
He looked to the side “I-I-I’m fine it’s nothing” he paused finally making eye contact with Censor noticing his reaction “b-but are you ok” he said softly
Censor nodded shakily. “Mhm! D-don’t worry about me!” He tried to give a smiled. “J-just a small panic attack. Nothing major.” He glanced around nervously.
“Look I know how it feels to be scared and anxious but please calm down it may look bad but…h-hey at least I couldn’t feel it” his eyes turn red “JUST LIKE EVERY OTGER FUCKING PAIN”
Censor flinched from the yelling curling into a ball. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry-” Censor started to cough. His anxiety was coming up. It was getting hard for him to breathe.
Akuma’s eyes widened “ah jeez what did I do this time “ he singed before giving Censor a hug “hey look it’s ok to be anxious and scared trust me I was too but it’s ok I’m…I’m here for you please shhh it’s ok it’s ok”he said in a very soft voice
Censor’s dilated eyes looked at Akuma. “Akuma-” He choked out. “D-don’t let them kill me, I’m sorry.” He was almost clinging to Akuma at this point.
Akuma pauses for a second “who…” he said he sounded angered
Censor muttered a name. A name familiar to Akuma as he clinged to him.
(One of the guys that hurt Akuma name-)
Akuma’s eyes widened he choked up “h-his n-no how could he be alive did he hurt you” he asked slowly
Censor immediately clammed up. His shaking was physically visible. Soft whimpers could be heard. But he didn’t say a word.
Akuma picked Censor up and took him to his room so that he could lay down
Censor curled into himself. His shaking was not calming down. But his whimpers were slowly becoming quieter. As long as there are no loud noises he should be fine.
Once they got to his room he layed Censor on the bed and closed the door softly “you need some rest “ he says
Censor looked unsure. Almost like if he was wondering if he had the right to sleep*
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