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Flug loved Black Hat.
Black Hat loved Flug.
Sometimes.
Sometimes Black Hat could show his true colors to the anxious scientist and show that he did care for him with soft touches and gentle kisses.
But sometimes, and to Flug, it felt like most times, Black Hat was...Black Hat. He was abusive, harsh, easily angered, and just plain evil. He would get angry at the smallest things that anyone did, and in the end, he would take it out on Flug once the two were alone.
Flug tried to hide the bruises.
He tried to stop the tears that always flowed down his face and stained his brown paper bag.
He learned to just deal with it.
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Flug sighed as he sat at his desk in his lab, a set of blueprints in front of him for the latest invention that Black Hat needed to sell to other villains. He sat there staring at it for about ten minutes before finally standing up and grabbing the materials needed for the project.
The beatings had gotten worse.
When Flug was first hired by Black Hat, he could take the slaps on the back of the head for any mistakes that he made or the yells and insults that Black Hat threw at him. Once the two started 'dating', as humans called it, nothing really changed.
But then the beating started.
It started with harder slaps and louder shouts, especially when they were alone, then it escalated to punches and full blown screaming at Flug at how much of a mistake he was and how much he hated him. Black Hat would then leave Flug crying on the floor of his lab, or Black Hat's office, where ever they were.
Flug would then pick himself up off the ground and continue on throughout the day as normal. It had become normal for him. He had to hide the bruises and marks from 5.0.5 and Dementia, if those two found out, Dementia would never let him live it down and only make him feel worse about himself.
Make him feel even weaker for not being able to protect himself.
Flug sighed and shook his head trying not to think about it. Things were going well right now, he was on schedule for his inventions and Black Hat was in a meeting, so that gave Flug plenty of time.
Flug cracked a smile and got to work hoping things would keep going so well.
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Of course, nothing ever seemed to go Flug's way.
When Black Hat came back from the meeting, he was furious. The client he was meeting with had completely switched around their deal and Black Hat was forced to go along with it otherwise they wouldn't get any money.
He growled and made his way to Flug's lab slamming the door open and slamming it shut making the poor man jump in fear. Flug gulped and backed away as Black Hat walked toward him, pure anger in his eyes.
Flug whimpered and curled into a little ball trying to project his face but Black Hat only grabbed his arms and pull them away before swinging at Flug punching him square in the face. Flug fell to the ground and let out a sob as he felt the stinging pain from his nose as it bled staining his paper bag.
"P-Please! S-Sir! P-Please Stop!" Flug begged as Black Hat punched and kicked him as he was on the ground calling him insult upon insult. It never was this bad before.
After about fifteen minutes, Black Hat left with a huff and Flug curled into a ball sobbing. Tears and blood coated his paper bag as choked noises escaped his lips. Soon he forced himself to stand and walked into the small bathroom to the side of his lab.
He looked at himself in the mirror and sniffled before letting out a whimper "J-Just Deal with it...j-just d-deal with it..."