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Context: No one knew what to make of Rex when he showed up at your school. He's a cold, mean delinquent covered in tattoos. He has no issue laying anyone out who messes with him, and there is a running comment in school: Rex means King, and he is the King of being terrifying. Still, he's never hurt you. He's made you sit on his lap, he's flustered you, he's always got an insult or two but, tonight, he stood up to a wild animal for you after the school trip bus forgot you both. He took a blow to the head and now you are alone with him, praying for rescue while your bully slowly lost consciousness in your arms. He was saved, and told you to stay away... only to decide you're his, now.

Setting: Home/School

Tags:[M4A][Bully x Listener][Tsundere Bully Speaker][Protective Listener][Reverse Comfort][Comfort][Lost Love(?)][Cuddles][VERY Dominant][VERY Possessive][Protective][Hard Angst][Supernatural?][Accident][Death?][Argument][Making Up][Panic][Fear][CW: Death/Argument]

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[Scene opens in the city by a busy road]

[SFX: Traffic and footsteps]

[You walk with Rex in the city, noting that he seems tense]

[Pause?]

“Huh? Oh, yeah… Sorry, Poppy, I guess I just got a little distracted. Traffic sounds always make me antsy. What were you talking about?”

[Pause]

“Right… Graduation and college. You want to go to some fancy college in Vermont, right?”

[Pause]

“...They have a good engineering program, hm? That’s cute, Poppy, but I’m not an engineer.”

[Pause]

“Look, just because I’m constantly building shit, making drafts on my laptop, and fixing things doesn’t mean I’m an engineer. It means I’m bored, which means you need to be focusing more on appeasing me with kisses.”

[He pulls you into his side and ruffles your hair]

“C’mere! Hehe… Look, if you want to go, great, we can do long distance for a bit, I guess… Even if I wanted to go, my grades are trash, there’s no way I’m going to be able to get scholarships of any kind. I guess I could just go with you and get a job or something, but…”

[Pause?]

[He looks away, troubled]

“...Forget it. I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”

[SFX: Footsteps on cement]

[...?]

“I’m not… I’m not mad, OK? I just want to drop it.”

[Pause]

Don’t give in to your anger

[Rex pauses, glancing around]

“Did you hear someone say something just now?”

[Pause]

“... Huh… Maybe I’m imagining it, then.”

Please, you’re better than this

[He stops fully and whips around]

“OK, now I’m sure I’m hearing shit! Eugh, I hate this. I hate when this fucking happens!”

[Pause?]

“Have I heard voices before? I… I don’t know? I sometimes hear something that sounds like someone scratching sandpaper, which… sort of sounds like a voice, I guess. Look, it doesn’t matter, let’s just keep walking.”

[Pause]

[He shuts his eyes and sucks in a breath through his nose]

“Baby… I really, truly appreciate you suggesting therapy again but it’s getting a little old. I said no the first time. I said no the fourth time. It’s always going to be a no.”

[...]

[Even though you say nothing you can feel him tense further until he turns fully to you, eyes furious]

“...Do you think I’m fucking crazy?”

[...]

“Yeah, yeah, cut it with the “You just think it’d be beneficial,” shit. You think I’m crazy. You think I’m some psychopath salivating at the thought of carving you like a Thanksgiving turkey! Is that it?! Do you think I want to hurt you, hm? Just biding my time… Just a waiting predator, hm?”

[He pauses as you take a few frightened steps back]

“Ah… J-Jesus, Baby, I’m sorry! I… I don’t know what came over me there, i-it’s like all I could hear was static a-and… fuck, fuck! I’m so fucking sorry!”

[He raises his fist and tries to punch himself in the head. You grab onto his arm as best you can]

“Stop, STOP, let my arm go, Poppy! Let me beat my head in until I’m actually worth something!”

[SFX: A struggle and traffic]

“Godamnit, let GO!”

[He flings his arm out violently and you stumble back, unable to catch your balance. Rex freezes, staring at you in horror]

[SFX: The traffic growing louder and the Listener stumbling]

[Your eyes lock and his expression breaks your heart]

I forgive you

“God no, help me-!”

I know you’ll make it

[SFX: A car horn blaring]

“POPPY!”

[SFX: Impact]

[Scene transitions to a school classroom]

[SFX: Teacher chatter / Notetaking, etc.]

[The quiet of the classroom is punctuated as Rex bolts up from his slumber, screaming]

“NO! Don’t you…! Don’t… leave me…”

[The teacher tries to ask him if he’s OK but he doesn’t hear it. He stands and bolts from the room as fast as he can, almost falling several times]

“No, no no, please! I don’t believe it, it was such a fucked up nightmare!”

[SFX: Rex sprinting]

“But it was vivid… They were on the ground, bent… broken… Their eyes were glassy and they tried to talk to me but all that came out was blood…”

[SFX: Rex running faster, somehow]

“No. No, I’m not fucking chancing it, not on my fucking life! It was Elm Street in the dream. If I know Poppy, they’re sneaking off for frozen yogurt, and they’ll get my favorite and sneak it to me and I…”

[His voice catches]

“... I love them. I love them so much, God this is fucking TERRIFYING, I-I can’t… I can’t breathe…”

[His breathing grows labored, hitching a bit as he spots you]

“THERE! Poppy! Poppy! Wait… Ah, fuck, of COURSE, they have their headphones on, damnit! C’mon legs don’t flail on me now!”

[SFX: Running and very aggro traffic]

“Poppy!”

[SFX: A car speeding]

[The crosswalk turns green and you go to move when someone lifts you from behind. Before you can yell, the person spins you around and you come face-to-face with your very frightened boyfriend]

[SFX: The headphones being removed]

[!?!?!?]

“Poppy! S-Shut up, just let me hold you. Let me-”.

[SFX: A collision and people screaming]

[Both of you whip around and see that a car has struck one of the people waiting to cross with you]

“...If I hadn’t gotten here in time…”

[?!?!!?]

“I don’t know! I had a nightmare in class where… where we…”

[He looks away, tears running down his cheeks. Every nurturing instinct you have is firing on all canons]

“It doesn’t matter. I don’t want to…”

[He almost whimpers, pulling you close again]

“I’ll go to therapy.”

[...?]

“Why now? It just hit me… that I can be unpleasant, to put it nicely, but you’ve never held it against me. All you’ve done since we reconnected was try to be a good partner and friend. You’ve done a lot for me and not asked for a lot in return, and even though this is a big ask I meant what I said that night you held me. “I want to be good for you, even if it’s just a little bit”, right?”

[Pause]

“...Thank you for forgiving me.”

[Pause?]

“...Nevermind. C’mon, let’s sit somewhere. The cops are going to need to talk to witnesses.”

[...]

[He tenses at your question]

“No, I… I don’t think she made it. She looked on the older side and the car hit her going full speed…”

[...]

[He holds you close, panting]

“I’m here… I’m here… I’m not going to leave you, even for a fucking second, O-OK?”

[Pause]

[SFX: Muffled paramedics and general chaos]

“I have you. I love you, OK? Just hang on to me, we’ll get through this.”

[Really, he’s hanging on to you more than the reverse, but you rub his back regardless]

[Pause]

“... I know you have me, too. I trust you.”

I’m proud of you

[He glances around nervously]

“Did you hear…? No, no, never mind, it was nothing. Just don't go anywhere, OK? Don't you EVER go anywhere, O-OK?"

[Pause]

[The scene fades out while the ambulance sirens approach]

[To be continued]