Belong to him

Mates?

WARNING CONTAINS SMUT

SCHLATT POV:

After about an hour or two of working in my office, I thought the medicine Quackity took had kicked in so I decided to head to his room. I took a few turns and an elevator and I arrived at his door. I opened it to find Quackity playing a game of cards by himself.

"SCHLATT!" He said as his face lit up

"Hey Quackity, where'd you find those cards?"

"In one of your pockets from your pants-" He stopped 

"So you were looking through my clothes?" I said with an eyebrow lifted

"I-" His face became red

"It's fine, after all any clothes in here are my spares."

I sat down across from him on the chair. 

"Mind if I play?"

"Sure!"

We played cards for about an hour and stopped since he kept winning.

"Wow your really good at cards!"

"Yeah I used to work for someone-"

I looked up at him.

"Who did you work for?"

Quackity finished putting the cards away and looked uncomfortable when I asked that.

"Oh- I'm sorry I didn't know you didn't want to talk about it-"

"No, it's not that. But I worked for an old EX of mine-"

"If you don't mind me asking, were you two mates?"

"...no, I didn't feel ready to have a mate but we were dating."

"Oh, so you guys just didn't do anything in bed-"

Quackity looked up at me.

"Uh that's kinda weird of you to want to know-"

"SORRY- I just let that slip out-"

"It's fine I guess, But to answer that question it's a no-"

"huh?"

"We didn't do anything in bed together since anytime he wanted to I would be too scared and would back down-"

I moved onto the bed next to Quacktiy

"Scared? why's that?"

"Well I didn't feel 100% safe around him-"

Quackity looked away and a few tears started forming. I reached my hand out and tilted his head back towards me.

"Quackity did he do anything to hurt you? I know your forced to be here since what I did but I don't want you thinking of me like him-"

"He-"

Quackity couldn't hold his tears back anymore and started bawling his eyes out. He curled up in my chest and lay there.

"He used to beat me and would force me to do things I didn't want to like drink or do drugs-"

I froze. How would anyone in their right mind force Quackity to do something he didn't want to or beat him up-

"It's ok Quackity I promise you'll never be hurt by him again."

I heard Quackity sniffing away his tears and looked up at me.

"Schlatt-"

"Yeah?"

"About my EX- I saw him recently..."