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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      PD, SPD_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      HellBent/Nixxiom
  Character:
      Hellbent_-_Character, Nixxiom
  Additional Tags:
      Bottom!HellBent, Top!Nixxiom, Uke!HellBent, Seme!Nixxiom,
      Submissive!HellBent, Dominant!Nixxiom, AUs_FOR_DAYS!!!!,
      CrossDressing!HellBent, Fem!Bent, Feisty!HellBent, Anal, Anal_Fingering,
      Sad, TriggerFluff, triggering, Cute
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-01-04 Updated: 2017-01-08 Chapters: 4/? Words: 5715
****** Wet book of HellBent X Nixxiom smutty and fluffy oneshots ******
by HeavenBent
Summary
     Just your average HellBent X Nixxiom Trash. Yeah, this is what I do
     for a living people. There will be my AU ideas shoved in there once
     and awhile, so I'll tell you guys before hand so none of you get
     confused. But anyways, enjoy a bunch smutty Oneshots of HellBent
     getting the inside of his ass torn and him moaning like a drugged
     bitch.
     Actually he's not a bitch, he's my baby, but he is Nixxiom's bitch.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Sex On The Beach *****
HellBent and Nixxiom were out on a 2 week vacation, though the couple was
forced out of the house by the crew, saying that they need to have some fun and
relax.
The resort they were staying at was both a fun but expensive place, everything
was expensive as hell. But paying a little extra was sometimes worth it, but
only if you get some exclusive treatment.
HellBent was in it for the exotic drinks that he could get hammered on, Nixxiom
was in it for HellBent's ass without interruptions of nosy neighbours from thin
walls. He was trying to remember the last time he had fucked HellBent till he
was crosseyed. Seeing as it was a vacation with only the two of them, he
thought he'd get a chance maybe.
HellBent was just coming back from their hotel room, grabbing the sun screen
because Nixxiom gets burned easily. He had also grabbed a drink on his way
back. "Hey, why didn't you get me a drink, Bent?" Nixxiom had asked when
HellBent returned, looking at him with a bit of a pout. "Well, the elf didn't
remember to grab his sun screen. And I only have two hands. You can get
yourself one." HellBent snorted at his elf's complaints.
Nixxiom sighed, hoping to try a new drink (which is also a song), when he got
an idea. "Hey, if I make you deal. Can you get me a drink?" Nixxiom turned and
looked at HellBent, who was just getting himself comfy on a beach lounge chair.
"Hmm, sure. What's the deal?" HellBent's interest was piqued, looking over his
shoulder at Nixxiom with a bit of a lazy look on his face. "Well, you want to
relax, and I want a type of drink. If I help you chill, will you get me a
drink?" Nixxiom asked, crossing his arms.
"Sure. That's the worst you can do for a deal with a demon?" HellBent raised an
eyebrow at the seemingly 'too good to be true' deal Nixxiom made, but with his
already intoxicated mind, it didn't seem that suspicious. "Yeah. But don't get
too cocky babe, not yet anyways. So how about I start with a massage, hmm?"
Nixxiom asked with a devilish grin, as HellBent was wearing his new pair of hot
pink swim shorts that were tight in all the right places, though he was looking
forward to ripping them off.
"Yeah, that sounds nice dear. Thanks." HellBent laid flat on his stomach on the
beach lounge chair. Nixxiom crawled over, starting with massaging HellBent's
shoulders, and working down towards his lower back. HellBent hadn't even
realized he had started drunkly purring, practically becoming putty in
Nixxiom's hands. Though Nixxiom had a hard time not getting distracted from
HellBent's very active tail swishing and brushing against his face constantly,
and where it was attached was too hard to resist.
Nixxiom carefully laid himself on top of HellBent. "Hey babe? Do you know what
kind of drink I want?" Nixxiom asked with a low, possessive growl. "Hmm? A
mojito? A piñacolada? Or just some whiskey?" HellBent listed out Nixxiom's
usual top picks for drinks, but he just chuckled in answer to this with a
slight shake of his head. "No. Any other guesses?" Nixxiom asked, his hands
sneaking down to HellBent's hips.
"I'm out of ideas, I'm not sure what else you like." HellBent shrugged, purring
as Nixxiom massaged his sides. "Well, I'll give you a chance to figure it out,
because I'm gonna show you what gets me more drunk than any kind of drink. And
this never runs out." Nixxiom said with a smirk, pulling at the waistband of
HellBent's (hot pink) swim shorts. "NIX! Not h-here, we are not on a private
beach." HellBent gasped, desperately trying to pull his swim shorts back up,
but from the position he was in, Nixxiom had the upper hand in this case. So he
couldn't do anything about Nixxiom stripping him nude on a beach lounge chair.
"Any guesses for what I want to drink?" Nixxiom asked the squirming and very
flustered demon below him, to which HellBent growled. "I don't know Nix, how
does that have anything to do with what you're doing right now." He growled, to
which Nixxiom simply kissed his demon on the top of his head. "Hmm, I guess I
have no choice but to give you the answer. I want a drink that's called... Sex
On The Beach." He grinned, to which HellBent realized what he meant and felt
extremely embarrassed, because of this he went quiet.
Nixxiom swiftly flipped HellBent over so he was facing him, now wedging himself
in between the (sexually) frustrated demon's legs to lean down and kiss him on
the forehead and cuddle him. "W-well, go ahead, you got this far. You might as
well carry on." HellBent growled, pushing Nixxiom away a bit, before tugging at
the waistband of Nixxiom's swim shorts to indicate he didn't want to be the
only one laying naked. Looking away embarrassed.
Nixxiom chuckled and complied to the demon's request, peeled his swim shorts
off. The two men were now laying on the beach lounge chair completely nude in
each other's embrace. Nixxiom swiftly pinned HellBent's arms above his head,
going to work and painting dark hickeys along his neck. HellBent squirmed and
whined desperately in his heavily drunken state for the elf that he was pinned
beneath. "You're so submissive when you're drunk, Bent. So adorable." Nixxiom
chuckled, admiring his work on the demon's neck that was sure to stay for the
next day or two. "N-no I'm not, fuck y-you." HellBent growled, trying to get
out of Nixxiom's grip. "We'll get to that soon dear, but right now I want to
enjoy tasting you~" Nixxiom flirted, using one hand to hold both of HellBent's
wrists down while the other traveled along the demon's skin. Biting down on
HellBent's bottom lip making him gasp and allowing Nixxiom to stick his tongue
in, both fighting for dominance that he easily won and freely explored the wet
cavern and feeling the sharp fang-like teeth. HellBent's drunk purrs turned
into moans as Nixxiom played all the right keys.
 
     Timeskip*
===============================================================================
 
      They were at this for awhile till the sun started to set, the chilly air
cooled down their hot and sweaty skin from both the sun and 'wrestling' each
other. "Relaxed now?" Nixxiom looked down at the demon who had been laying on
the elf's chest and dosing off. "Yeah. But you took advantage of the fact I was
drunk off my currently sore ass, no thanks to you." HellBent tried to growl but
his raw voice wasn't letting him. "But it worked, didn't it?" Nixxiom chuckled,
the demon groaned. "Shut up, if you were horny, you could've done it without
tearing my ass." He whined, the elf shook his head, still chuckling. "You know
it's hard to resist someone with an ass as nice as yours swaying in my face."
Nixxiom combed his fingers through HellBent's messy hair, to which the demon
purred a little. "Well, don't have your face down in my ass, you old pervert."
HellBent couldn't help a small smile from creeping onto his face as he drew
circles with his finger on Nixxiom's chest. 
      "Old pervert? I'm not old, and I'm not a pervert. I can't help the fact
I'm always around a hella good looking babe." Nixxiom shook his head in
disagreement. "Yeah you are, old man." HellBent laughed a little. "Says the guy
who was calling me daddy the whole time." He shot back. "I was drunk!" HellBent
objected to the statement, vigorously shaking his head. "If you were completely
wasted, you wouldn't remember." Nixxiom chuckled. "I hate you." HellBent
blushed, unable to come up with any other reasoning. "I know, baby." Nixxiom
was playing around HellBent's hair again. "Alright, I think we should get back
to our room and wash off, how about it?" HellBent said after awhile of silence
had passed, now forcing himself off of Nixxiom, not enjoying the chilly air.
"Okay, need some help?" Nixxiom asked as he got up, watching HellBent stagger
around a bit on the uneven ground. "N-no...." He stuttered, hobbling over and
bending down to grab their previously discarded swim shorts. 
     "See? You're doing it again. Keep bending over like that and we might have
a 4th round." Nixxiom chuckled, reaching over and smacking HellBent's bare ass.
"Pervert!" He hissed and stood up straight immediately, shoving Nixxiom his
swim shorts and pulling his back on quickly. After that, HellBent staggered off
quickly in the direction of the hotel rooms, to avoid any more run ins with
Nixxiom. "Where do you think you're going?" Nixxiom ran after HellBent,
catching up quickly and swiftly sweeping him off his feet. This took the demon
by surprise, causing him to let out a shriek. The elf laughed, carrying the
extremely flustered demon back to their hotel room. Though the demon got his
revenge by not letting the elf shower with him.
***** Teach me a lesson *****
HellBent was your typical senior high school bad boy, knocking over trash cans
and spitting at people's feet and playing games of chase with the cops
constantly. He liked to mess with his teachers that he hated, especially his
science teacher. But during the week his teacher had caught a bad case of
pneumonia and now there was a substitute replacing him.
 
    His name was Nixxiom, and if the name wasn't sketchy enough, he had a hood
over his head that hid a portion of his face. Though he was pretty young to be
a substitute yet even, being only 20 going on 21 years of age. HellBent
nonetheless became enticed by the mysterious substitute. Growing ever more
enchanted by his equally deep voice and chilling gaze he had. HellBent noticed
over the first two weeks the substitute seemed to be staring more and more over
in his general direction. He started to just stare outside the window after
awhile of getting a bit awkward constantly meeting the bone chilling gaze of
Nixxiom. This went on for a week until Nixxiom addressed it. HellBent was
staring out the window until a loud "Ahem" was heard. HellBent looked back to
the front at Nixxiom, seeing everyone staring at him. "HellBent, I am aware
from your teacher that you like to tune out but he wants you to improve your
grade. He said to keep you in for extra help after classes if you do not pay
attention. So I want to see you here after school today so I can give you an
extra lesson, you understand?" Nixxiom asked with a serious tone in his voice,
but HellBent could've sworn he saw Nixxiom wink at him before turning back to
the white board.
    The day carried on as it usually did, HellBent went through the rest of his
classes like he always did. At the end of the day he went towards his science
classroom, sighing a bit as he wasn't up to listening to another lesson. Though
the idea of being alone with his really attractive substitute didn't seem like
such a bad idea after he thought about it for awhile. Nixxiom was at his desk
as HellBent walked in. "Ah, HellBent, glad you came. Can you shut the door
behind you please and take a seat in the chair in front of me?" To which
HellBent did so, going and immediately sitting down facing him. He noticed
Nixxiom didn't have any notes in front of him from that day's lesson, but he
didn't really question it. "So HellBent, I really called you in here to address
your frequent behaviour that may be the reason you aren't doing too well in
this class, I have noticed you've been staring out the window quite a lot. Is
there something bothering you?" Nixxiom clasped his hands together and leaned
foreword a bit on the desk to look at HellBent, who had turned his gaze away
out of habit from nervousness. "N-No, I just tune out when I get bored..."
HellBent twiddled his thumbs anxiously.
 
    "Is it because of me?" Nixxiom asked, looking intently at HellBent,
observing his nervous behaviour. "......" HellBent didn't know how to answer
without messing his English up, so he stayed silent. "I'm gonna have to teach
you a lesson for being so silent and not paying attention to your teacher,
today you'll lose your voice. After I'm done, you won't be able to keep your
eyes off me, nor will you be able to stand." Nixxiom said with a seductive tone
in his voice, making HellBent tense up and start to furiously blush.
 
   Nixxiom reached over, makingHellBent look at him before taking the demon by
surprise by kissing him. The kiss began to get rough and more desperate, soon
turning into a heated makeout. HellBent climbed onto the desk, and now sat in
front of Nixxiom who had his hands on the demon's curvy hips. HellBent's jacket
had long since been discarded and laid on the floor, Nixxiom worked at removing
the demon's shirt. Once it was out of the way, he attacked HellBent's untainted
neck with love bites, his claws digging into Nixziom's hood as Nixxiom bit at
his sweet spot. Biting his lip to keep from moaning as Nixxiom ran his hands up
and down his sides, having better access at his collar bone now that he was
straddling Nixxiom.
 
   "I'll teach you a lesson that you'll never forget. We'll do it until you're
cross eyed and unable to speak, or walk in this matter." Nixxiom whispered into
HellBent's ear, sending chills running down the demon's spine. HellBent wasted
no time in removing his pants, so he was standing in nothing but his boxers,
but he whined and pulled at Nixxiom's hood, to which he chuckled and removed
his own clothes so he was equal to HellBent. Nixxiom in one swift movement had
practically ripped off HellBent's boxers like a child opening a present on
Christmas. Picking HellBent up while he was straddling him again, getting him
to wrap his legs around his waist as he pulled down his own boxers.
 
   Nixxiom laid HellBent out on the desk, lining himself with HellBent's hole
and moving so that only the tip of his cock was in. To which HellBent growled a
bit, nipping at Nixxiom's lip and ear impatiently with a flushed face. "So what
do you say HellBent?" Nixon asked, smirking and taking in the beautiful
creature before him. "... How about less talking with your attractive voice,
and just fuck me already old man." HellBent demanded impatiently, to which
Nixxiom didn't hold back as he slammed into the demon. Taking HellBent by
surprise and making him scream at the sudden intrusion.
 
    Nixxiom gave HellBent time to adjust to his size, whispering sweet nothings
into the demon's ear to help him relax, before HellBent gave him the signal
that he could start moving. Nixxiom then began thrusting into him at a slow
pace, not wanting to rush the demon. He eventually started to pick up the pace
after a bit as the demon was in pure bliss, sinful moans fell from his lips in
and endless stream. Moaning and drooling ever so slightly beneathe Nixxiom was
a sight to be made to last. Nixon took the time to take in the breathtaking
sight of what he would already call HIS demon, covered in sweat, with a bright
pink blush dusting his cheeks, and the lazy look on his face. HellBent was
looking into Nixxiom's eyes that were burning full of passion, staring at his
golden orbs were shining like treasure, HIS treasure.
 
   HellBent gasped as Nixxiom brushed against the bundle of nerves. "RIGHT
THERE, NIXXIOM!!" The demon screamed Nixxiom's name as he went to hit that spot
again, making the demon yell loudly and wrap his legs around Nixxiom's waist
even tighter. The sound was like an angel's choir singing, HIS angel. Nixxiom
abused that one spot, moving at a quick pace as he felt himself nearing his
climax, he could tell HellBent was close too. The demon had his arms wrapped
tightly around Nixxiom's neck, making it easier for Nixxiom to hit that one
spot that made HellBent see stars each time. His throat was becoming raw from
how much he was moaning and screaming Nixxiom's name over and over.
 
 
   HellBent screamed as he arched his back, releasing all over his and
Nixxiom's chest. Nixxiom shared a sloppy but passionate kiss with HellBent
before he released his seed deep inside the demon with a loud moan, filling
HellBent to brim with his cum, some of it even began dripping out of his hole
and down his thigh. Nixxiom soon pulled out of HellBent and slipped his clothes
back on, helping HellBent with his as well. Picking him up and carrying him to
his car so he could spend the night at Nixxiom's place. Of course they'd have
to somehow delete the security camera footage, and clean up the mess.
 
   Now only 2 questions remain, how is HellBent gonna hide the love bites on
his neck from his friends? And how will he make it through a whole science
class without blushing furiously from Nixxiom smirking or winking at him
periodically?
***** Sleep is SO Overrated *****
Chapter Summary
     In dedication to TheLadyMatze~!
     _____________
     Nixxiom has a big problem and he wants HellBent to help fix it.
HellBent and Nixxiom were laying in their big bed they shared, yet they were
close together and spooning, it was past midnight and HellBent was fast asleep.
Where as Nixxiom was wide awake, he could not sleep. Having his arm wrapped
around HellBent's front, they were quite close. And Nixxiom, well, he had some
dirty thoughts going through his head because of this. And only now did he
realize he had a big problem to deal with that was forming in his lower region.
"Hey Bent~." Nixxiom cooed, nuzzling the back of HellBent's head and kissing
the back of his neck, repeating these actions multiple times till he woke up.
"Nix, w-what are you doing? Do you even know what time it is?" HellBent
groaned, groggily looking at the digital clock on the side table. "Y-yeah..."
Nixxiom replied, pulling HellBent closer to him so his back was flat up against
his chest. "Then what..? Oh.. Hey... Nix? Can you tell me what's poking my
thigh?" HellBent tried to hope it wasn't what he thinks it is.
"Uh... Yeah... About that....." Nixxiom said nervously, the tightness in his
boxers, plus the fact HellBent's rear and all was pressed right up against him
made it really hard to keep focused, and in an effort to relieve that pressure
Nixxiom had started to shift around a bit. "Okay, can you stop grinding against
my ass? Fuck off, damn old pervert." HellBent growled, lightly hitting Nixxiom
on the arm.
"Come on... Don't be like that, babe.." Nixxiom whined, nibbling HellBent's ear
playfully, making the demon become a bit flustered. "I will make you sleep on
the couch if you can't control yourself Nix, we have work tomorrow. I need to
rest and so do you." HellBent was not gonna give into the teasing elf's tricks.
"Well, if you haven't noticed, this is my bed." Nixxiom argued, making HellBent
sigh. "Pervert. Sleep on the other end of the bed or go handle the problem
yourself in the bathroom, just don't be too loud." HellBent pushed Nixxiom
over. "Babe, why you pushing me away?" Nixxiom whined. "Because the elf in bed
can't control himself. Now sleep you peverted moron." HellBent growled.
"HellBent, I need help. Come on....." Nixxiom complained. After awhile,
HellBent sat up and glanced over his shoulder at Nixxiom, and then at the time
once more before pushing the covers off himself. Nixxiom thought for a second
that he was gonna get what he was practically begging for, but was quickly
disappointed when HellBent got up and left for the bathroom. Nixxiom sighed and
turned over onto his side so he was facing the far wall, trying to wait out the
problem in his lower region, accepting he'd have to deal with this on his own.
He heard the door to the bathroom open, the silhouette of the demon being
outlined on the far wall. Though Nixxiom observed something odd, HellBent
looked a bit smaller, and he could've sworn he was wearing baggy clothing.
Suddenly the lights were switched on, but not the main ones, the dim lit ones.
"I thought you said we needed sleep..." Nixxiom began, but when he turned to
look over at HellBent he stopped, his mouth going dry instantly as he gulped.
HellBent was standing in the doorway, wearing a pair of lacy lingerie with
netted leggings and nothing else, in his hand he held what appeared to be two
handcuffs. "Well, I might as well give you a show, not that I'm offering
anything." HellBent strutted towards the bed, and crawled over to Nixxiom, who
sat completely shocked that he hadn't recalled HellBent ever wearing lingerie,
nor leggings even once since they started dating. He could definitely get used
to it. HellBent straddled Nixxiom's lap, grabbing his wrists and handcuffing
them to the headboard. "Though, you're forbidden from touching unless you agree
to a few of my... deals." HellBent said with a low, seductive voice in
Nixxiom's ear, making the elf's heart skip a beat. "O-of course, what do you...
ah." Nixxiom was interrupted by the demon that started to grind right against
the hardness in his boxer's. "Hmmm, well.... if you don't mind..." HellBent
casually seemed to be thinking about it, tapping his chin thoughtfully as he
started to grind even harder against Nixxiom's crotch. "I-I don't mind, I'll d-
do anything!" Nixxiom begged, pulling at the restraints. "Well, if you insist,
for the first deal, you need to carry me to the set because I won't be able to
walk after I'm done with you." HellBent clicked his tongue, tearing off
Nixxiom's tank top and feeling his abs. "Yes, and what else would you like...?"
Nixxiom answered as steadily as possible, but he was quickly losing his focus.
"Hmm, I want you to cook for a week as part of the bargain." HellBent replied
with a purr, leaning over to bite at Nixxiom's ear. "Y-yes! Now p-please uncuff
me...." Nixxiom begged, to which HellBent did so, uncuffing both hands. Which
as soon as they were freed, they now freely roamed the demon's curvy body.
Nixxiom attacked HellBent's neck, leaving dark hickeys all over his neck as the
demon gripped a handful of the elf's hair. The elf was determined to get
revenge for teasing, now gonna give it to the devilish demon. HellBent's arms
snaked around the elf's neck as Nixxiom's hands sneakily placed themselves on
the small of the demon's back. Nixxiom dropped his hands down lower, giving the
demon's ass a squeeze, making him moan and bury his face into the crook of the
elf's neck to hide the blush on his face. HellBent gasped when he felt
something enter and began to scissor him, grabbing a handful of Nixxiom's hair
as he worked the two fingers in out of him, adding a third. The demon threw his
head back and cried out in pure bliss when pleasure shot through his body, from
Nixxiom curling his fingers inside him and pressing against a bundle of nerves.
Nixxiom removed his fingers pulling his boxers off, along with HellBent's lacy
lingerie. The demon carefully lowered himself onto the elf's rock hard
erection, HellBent taking a moment to adjust to his size before he started
moving up and down on Nixxiom's cock. HellBent held onto Nixxiom's shoulders,
picking up the pace a bit, making the bed start to creak under them. "F-
fuck.... you're so tight... I-I'm close..." Nixxiom moaned as he felt himself
getting close to his climax, now moving to put HellBent's back against the bed,
because he could tell the demon was getting tired. "M-me too... AGH!" Nixxiom
had hit HellBent's prostate, doing the same movement again to abuse that spot.
HellBent screamed in ecstasy as he arched his back when he came, and Nixxiom
gripped HellBent's hips as he came as well, releasing deep inside the demon
with a final thrust. The elf collapsed on top of the demon, who had wrapped his
arms around his neck to pull him in for a passionate kiss. Nixxiom combed his
fingers through the demon's messy hair, placing a few more kisses on the
demon's face, who sleepily purred in reaction to this. The elf pulled out of
him and pulled the demon under the covers with him, wrapping his arms around
him once more, now finally being able to rest.
_________________________________________________________________________
Extras! Time skip* HellBent jolted awake, his eyes widening when he looked at
the time. They were late for work, they were supposed to be at the set an hour
ago. He quickly shook the elf's shoulder to wake him up as he tried to escape
his iron grip. "NIXXIOM!! We're late! We should've just slept!" HellBent
freaked out, and the elf just chuckled, which this confused the demon. "Babe,
calm down--" Nixxiom began, but was cut off. "Don't you tell me to calm down,
do you have any idea how late we are?! Let me go!" HellBent squirmed, trying to
escape again. "It's Saturday, I convinced Dolan to let us have the day off.
You're so worried about work, I begged him to make you take the day off."
Nixxiom laughed, and the demon hid his face in the elf's chest, embarrassed
because of his small freak out. "Sleep is overrated babe, especially if you're
with me on a Friday." Nixxiom smiled, nuzzling the top of the demon's head
lovingly. "You're a jerk, you knew this whole time, didn't you?" HellBent
couldn't help but smile at his jerk of a perverted boyfriend, whom he loved
dearly. "Yep, I wanted fun with my beautiful boyfriend, surprise!" Nixxiom
laughed and kissed the demon in his forehead, and HellBent just smacked his arm
lightly while laughing with him.
***** I'll Dry Your Drunken Tears (Sad, triggering, Fluff warning) *****
Chapter Notes
     Warning stamp: PHS (Pulling Heart Strings)
     This will be a REAL doozy for pulling your heart stings (I hope at
     least)
 
Nixxiom's POV*
       "Damn it, where the hell is he?" Pringle cursed, the sound of him
drumming his fingers on his desk near his mic could be heard, as he muttered a
couple more inaudible curses, far from being out of reach of the mic. We were
waiting for HellBent to join the stream that we had arranged to do a week prior
to today, but he hasn't replied to anyone's texts for a couple days, and no one
has heard anything from him since. Yeah, we all know he's a busy guy, but he'd
answer his friends right away, regardless of where he is. He's been feeling
really down since Shima had left, I didn't know her, but I know he must really
care about her and I respect that. I shot him a text, waiting for a read
receipt to come, but it never did. I sighed deeply, running a hand through my
shaggy locks of hair worriedly.
      I won't lie, Cupid's arrow had shot me in the heart when I had first saw
those honey golden hues looking back at me, I would do anything for him. And
seeing him suffer through his sadness alone was agonizing, I just wanted to hug
him and tell him everything will be okay, and since he hasn't answered anyone
at all, it was like the sky fell on me. People were going nuts in the live
chat, they were all complaining, don't they know how serious this was? HellBent
has been completely ignoring everyone for a few days? I sent a message in the
live chat, telling them to be patient because we were experiencing a problem.
That problem being we were missing HellBent. I placed my head down on my desk,
thoughts and probabilities wracked my brain, good and bad ones. The bad ones
were winning. 'What if he's lost? What if he's been kidnapped? Or worse? What
if he's died and no one knows yet?' My thoughts scrambled for a logical answer,
but the negative thoughts were choking out my thinking and replacing it with
bad scenarios, but the next thought in my head was the worst of all. 'What if
he killed himself?' I jolted up in my seat like something clicked in my brain,
is that why he's ignoring all of us? Is he contemplating? I slammed my headset
down onto my desk, Pringle heard that for sure. "Dude! What's going on? You
okay?" He asked. "I'm going to go find him, I can't take it, substitute
something for the stream, find replacements, cancel it, do what you want with
it." Is all I said before I shut my monitors off and my office door.
     I grabbed my coat and my car keys and I was out the door, I had started
the car when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I frantically took it out, and my
heart skipped a beat when I saw who it was.
HB: Why did you leave me?
NXX: Pardon? Where the hell are you?
HB: What are you talking about, you just walked out.
I looked around, is this just some sort of sick prank that he's been playing on
all of us to make us scared and think he's gone?
NXX: No, where are you? Are you here?
HB: If you mean at the bar, yeah, come back...
2 minutes later
HB: Please... I need you.. I don't want to be alone again..
NXX: Alright, stay put, I'm coming
      With that I hopped into my car and drove for town, the only bar near here
was there. As I drove, I got more anxious to find him, gripping the steering
wheel till my knuckles turned white. That last text from him didn't sound like
him at all, it didn't sound like the bold and self confident demon he is
usually, he sounded so broken and lost, which only boosted my determination to
find him and help him. I parked in front of the bar and I stepped in, the smell
of booze and liquor invading my senses and electro house music blaring, I
navigated through the sea of wall to wall people to the far corner, where I got
my bearings, I scanned through the people, till I spotted a familiar demon
sitting at the bar while hunched over a beer bottle, a bartender was talking to
him. I weaved in between the sea of people dancing, being bumped a few times
before I finally made it. I tapped his shoulder, he turned and looked at me.
His eyes were sunken in from lack of sleep, his hair was messy, everything
about him was out of place. "Heyyyyy.... wanna g-grab another d-d-drink? I-It's
on m-me." HellBent slurred, rooting through his pocket, but found nothing, I
immediately noticed that his breath smelled strongly of whiskey. "No thank you,
I'm here to take you home HellBent." I said, and before he could object, I
picked him up in my arms, I realized he was extremely light. Which was even
more for me to worry about, he hasn't been eating for who knows how long.
      Once he realized what I was doing, he started to struggle a bit, pushing
against me weakly, but I was already out of the sweaty bar and at my car, I
unlocked it and put him in the passenger seat before I went around and got into
the drivers side and started driving us back home. He slurred incoherent words
or curses, hiccuping every now and then. Finally I pulled up to the driveway
and got out, carrying him inside and upstairs to his room, I placed him down on
his bed before pulling his jacket off of him and his shoes along with the rest
of his clothing, before getting him into some more comfy clothing, though I
couldn't find anything in his closet for a suitable comfy shirt, so in the end
I just let him have one of my t-shirts, which was a couple sizes too big for
him. I left to grab a bucket, some painkillers, water, and a cold rag. When I
returned, I placed these by his bed, swing he was curled up into a ball. I had
figured he was sleeping, so I turned and started leaving, that is until I felt
a hand grab my wrist. "Wh-why are y-you leaving?" He questions, looking up at
me, his eyes were blood shot and glassy. "It's late, I promise I'll be back in
the morning to check on you, okay?" I said calmly, not wanting to trigger
anything bad. "P-p-please d-don't leave me.. n-not a-again.." He pleaded, only
weakly trying to cling onto me even more. "Bent, I won't leave you, I'll be in
the room down the hall, you aren't thinking straight right now, you need to
sleep and so do I." I sighed.
      "P-please.... I-I need you... Just st-stay..." He began to shake a bit,
before I knew it, I could hear sniffles and small sobs coming from him in
between hiccups. It broke my heart to see him in such a state, and I finally
gave in to his pleads. I sat down on the bed next to him and he immediately
jumped into my arms and threw his arms around my neck, sobbing into my
shoulder. His tears soaked my shirt, but I didn't care, comforting him was the
only thing that mattered. I rubbed his back in circles, trying to soothe him
the best I could, gently shushing him. He gripped my shirt in his hands as if I
would disappear from his hold if he didn't and I held him close. After awhile
of sitting there in each other's close embrace, his sobs were soon reduced to
small whimpers and hiccups. "HellBent? Are you okay now?" I asked gently,
looking down at him curled up in my lap, still clutching my shirt a bit. He
barely lifted his head to meekly nod at me, snuggling up against my chest
again. I knew I wasn't gonna be going anywhere now, and he seemed pretty
content with my company, even if he was drunk. I decided to place a quick kiss
on his forehead before I pulled the covers over the both of us, drifting off to
sleep in each other's arms.
End Notes
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