'Broken Image' ♡ (MXM) ♡

- instant regret -

Not only did the cat join the hero, but so did the small rodent. The furry rodent came between his crossed legs, seeing the cat take his laps place, she was seated by his foot. Laying down, pressed close to him before closing her eyes as well. The creatures gave their master their warmth, their comfort overflowed him, sending a pile of euphoria to take over his body.

No longer tense, no longer in pain, Oxzy smiled brightly on the cold floor.

~The Grubs, Pierce's home~
The sky was deep, dark with no stars in sight. It was above the man who played in the cold open room. This night felt colder than normal, it was like he was drenched with ice, cold water that soaked into his skin no matter how much fire he great fire with his body. The ice was instead evaporating the fire, Pierce was more cold than normal.

He was in his bed alone in the middle of the night. Mercy had called him saying that she would be coming over, but that was three hours ago and the woman still wasn't here. Pierce gave up on waiting and went to bed, even while lying down he couldn't sleep. Staring up at the dark night sky for hours, his mind wandered.

God was he lonely. God probably didn't bother to listen.

He heard the sound of his door being pushed in, a strong smell of puke, and weed came to his senses. With the smell connected with the similarity of Mercy, she walked or rather, stumbled into the home. Tripping over her own feet, she had landed on the fridge inside the house. She rummaged around until her hand landed on the door, swinging it open and scanning everything inside.

"Mother fucker..!" She cursed out, ignoring the man that walked behind her.

She slammed it shut, shuffling forward onto the fridge, hitting it with her bare face. Pierce gave the women a snicker, smelling vomit, alcohol, and of course weed from her. It was intoxicating, the woman looked about ready to pass out. Pierce was surprised she made it this far from how she looked.

Mercy noticed her friend looking down at her, she gave a smile with crooked teeth. "Are you a fucking vampire?" She wheezed out, holding onto her pounding head, "you have drinks but no fucking food!"

"How much did you smoke?" Pierce asked.

Mercy responded with a giggle. "Felix gave me so much that I couldn't even fit it inside my mouth!"

"You ate weed?"

"I washed it down with his beer, or some shit. Wine? No too expensive, it tasted like a daddy inside my mouth." Mercy giggled at her own words.

Pierce rolled his eyes, a smirk rolling on his lips watching as his friend began to slip from her own feet. She landed on the floor, trying to pull the door open again. She tried pulling it harder, opening it slightly to peek inside.

"Did it taste like rich cum?" Pierce kneeled down to her level.

Mercy shook her head, "no it tasted wayyyy better- ha!"

Pierce laughed out loud, watching his friend try to pry the door wider. Her eyes landed on the beer that was stationed inside the fridge. She went to grab for it, trying to take the cap off with zero success. Her hands were shaking as she struggled to take it off.

Pierce huffed out in amusement. He reached for it, taking it from his friend who looked at him in a dazed face. She watched as he set it on the counter she couldn't reach from her limp legs.

"Hey-! Man, don't be a cunt!"

"I may hate you," Pierce replied, lifting the woman by the torso and onto her feet. She laid within his hands, itching from the ground as she used her hands to sip in the direction of the beer. The man that held her turned to the stairs up to his room, moving with a gentle tone that was unlike him.