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Context: You've been with Abe for a few years, now. When you met, he was quiet, and a little grumpy, but you managed to crack his shell a little. He's gruff to everyone else, but you know how sweet and soft he can be. You can't imagine him harming a fly, really. Or, you couldn't, before he confessed to being a monster. Moments later, you were killed... Or, so everyone thought.

Setting: Abe's apartment

Tags:[M4F][Yandere Mobster Assassin Speaker][Sweet Listener][Hardcore Yandere][Murderous][Insane]but[Sweet]['Wholesome'][Reunion][Confession][SPICY][Cuddles][Forgiveness][CW: Blood/Mentions of Chronic Pain]

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[Scene opens back in Abe’s flat]

[BGM: Depressing jazz]

[SFX: The door hurriedly opening/the Listener sprinting inside]

[You practically sprint inside Abe’s apartment the moment you get back, and call out to him]

[PAUSE?!]

[You hear a faint, unpleasant sound that sounds like harsh, rhythmic strikes]

“...bleed… bleed into the fucking floorboards for hurting my-!”

[Pause??!?]

[SFX: A harsh crash and then pounding footsteps]

“Sugarplum?!”

[Pause!!!]

[Abe rounds the corner, absolutely covered in blood, eyes wild. Before you can even think to recoil, he grabs you into his arms tightly and collapses to his knees, sobbing in relief]

“Thank God, thank GOD-! Jesus Christ, c’mere… I need to know, I need to feel that you’re real!”

[P-Pause…]

“Shh… it’s OK… it’s not my blood. Well… most of it isn’t… I know, the smell makes you queasy, just… I can’t let go of you right now…”

[Pause…]

[You hold him as both of you take time to quietly melt down together. You’ve never seen Abe cry and it’s not a pretty sight]

[Pause!!]

[He holds you close, powerful form shaking]

“...I thought… I thought you were dead… Jesus Christ, I was… I was gonna kill ‘em all… Oh, Sugarplum, oh honey…”

[Pause?!]

“‘Course I’m covered in blood! You think I’d wait even a damned minute to start getting back at the people I thought harmed the sweetest, kindest, most innocent little thing in this world?!”

[SFX: The Listener’s heartbeat audibly pounding]

[P-Pause…]

“Yes, honey, I’m covered in blood! It’s fine… I’m fine.”

[. . .]

[SFX: The Listener’s heartbeat escalating]

“Ah…? Honey, you… nnh, OK, I’m glad to see you, too, but you shouldn’t be licking blood off of me…”

[He groans at your insistence, half-grumpy and half-turned on]

“...Honey, you’re sending me and my lowers some mixed messages right now… You’re acting like you’re starving for blood, but you…”

[He pauses but you’re so hungry]

“...Lemme see your teeth for a second…”

[He gently takes your face and opens your mouth, even as you try to fuss away from him]

[Pause!]

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, hon…Let me see…”

[. . .]

[Briefly, panic wins out over starvation. You try to struggle away but he’s long since seen your secret]

“These fangs ...You’re a vampire?”

[. . .]

“...Shh, it’s OK… C’mere, it’s OK… I’m not going to hurt you just for being a biter… Come on, sit down with me on the couch, let’s talk this through.”

[SFX: Abe’s substantial self sitting down, holding the Listener]

[...Pause…]

“Oh, baby, c’mon… Don’t cry, why are you crying? Being a vampire has to be way better than being some lousy human, huh?”

[Pause…]

“Pfftt… So, you lied to me. Who cares. You had your reasons for doing it, same as I had my reasons for hiding my real work. What it all boils down to is this: do I still trust my partner? Do I still trust that they have my best intentions at heart, even with this new information, right? And I know my sweet little Plum always has me.”

[Pause…?]

[His surprisingly gentle voice always takes you aback]

“Course I’m not mad… How could I be mad when I’m so godamned thankful my angel is still here…?”

[...Pause <3]

[He kisses you deeply, no attention paid to the blood]

“Mmh… I love you. And I’m gonna show you that in the bed if you keep sneaking licks on my neck!”

[P-Pause <3]

[He gives you that hellfire and brimstone grin of his]

“Hehe… Might corner you in your coffin, if you ain’t careful, my little bitey bat baby~”.

[Pause! <3]

[He chuckles, wiping the tears from his eyes, before the seriousness returns:]

“...Angel?”

[Pause?]

“...Can you explain something to me?”

[Pause…?]

“...I ain’t ever seen you drink blood. I’ve seen you eat normal food around me… How have you been getting by?”

[...Pause…]

“You don’t drink blood…? But… Honey, that doesn’t make any sense…”

[Pause…]

[SFX: Fill in the [Pause…] with light, melancholy jazz]

“...So, let me get this right… Some vampires can’t handle the idea of hurting others for food, so they either survive off of red meat and blood bags, or they do like you and just suffer with it until you can’t put it off anymore… and the symptoms of vampiric starvation look a lot like fibromyalgia…That’s it? That’s why you’re always hurting…?”

[. . .]

[Abe is quiet for a moment before he gently tilts your head up to look at him]

“...Honey. I will kill for you.”

[Pause!]

“Sweetie, I have to kill, anyway… If you’d told me, I would have kept you fed, no questions asked. I don’t care if blood is on my hands… and you deserve to eat. You don’t deserve to have days where you collapse to the floor, whining in pain, where I have to sit with you in a warm tub and rub your back… You’re in agony every single time, and it breaks my damned heart…”

[...Pause…]

“Oh, honey… I know you don’t want to hurt anyone. I know… That’s why you get your massive, murderous boyfriend to do it for you~”.

[. . .]

“Aww… All the people I kill are bad ones… Just like me, OK? They’re gonna die anyways… all of that meat and red just goest to waste…”

[His smile twists and he’s about to completely blank out into belligerent, psychopathic laughter, before he catches himself, and smiles normally]

“...My shop isn’t certified for human meat, you know? Hehe… Monsters can sell it under certain requirements, mostly based on need. You need blood, there’s no getting around it. And if the problem is that you’re too innocent and pure to hunt for it, then you let me do all the hunting for you… OK?”

[P-Pause…]

[He laughs]

“You don’t have to thank me… Relationships are about compromise and presenting a united front, right? I didn’t read all those damned books you sent me for nothin’!”

[Pause <3]

[He giggles, holding you close with that manic joy you fell for]

“Hey, I told you that you could put me to any test and I’d pass it, just to be able to take you out one time. You sent me fifteen books on relationships, and I know you thought that’d scare me off, but who showed up at that cafe talking about taking on more mental loads and recognizing love languages, huh?? THIS GUY!”

[You laugh as he points his thumb at himself and winks]

[Pause <3]

“Hehe… Yeah. The boys told me I was simping and, you know, yeah, I was… But the second I called your number that first time, you sauntered up with those big, innocent eyes, it’s like Cupid punched through the wall and stabbed me in the chest with fifty of those damned arrows…”

[Pause <3]

[He rubs your back, affectionate as always]

“I’m just so godamned glad you’re here and OK… I don’t know how I’d ever live without you, Sugarplum…”

[Pause…]

[His smile fades to the red in his eyes]

“...Yes. My ex-employers are still a problem, and one I intend to deal with with immense prejudice.”

[...]

[He kisses you atop your crown]

“...Don’t you worry about it. You just pack a bag, we’ll go out to the country for a few weeks, and sort all of this out, OK? Abe has it handled.”

[...]

[He grins at you again, the Devil in his eyes]

“...Thinking about biting me, Sugarplum?”

[Pause…]

[He laughs]

“God damnit, you are too fucking cute, sitting there, playing off like you don’t want to tear my neck out… Hehe… I love you, sweetie. Go on, go get your bag packed. I’ll get you a nice, rare cut from the shop to feed on, then you can eat me later, huh?”

[Pause?!?!?]

[He keeps laughing as he walks off, his blade tapping the ground rhythmically]

“Don’t blush too hard! You have to wait, still!”

[P-Pause…]

[His laugh fades as he excitedly vanishes further into the flat. You should probably be concerned, but… damnit, he’s such a sweet man]

“Love you!!!”

[SFX: Fade out on psychotic laughter / somber jazz becoming a bit more lively]

[To be continued?]

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Note: Abe and Donnie meeting would almost literally be something out of JoJo, ISTG.