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Water noises

Summary:

Water noises + Clef sad = BOOM PAST TRAUMA

Notes:

I wrote this while I cried because my parents didn’t let me hang out with them :(

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

As the water falls onto Clef’s skin with slight click it reminds him of her

 

“Francis~” Her voice whispers through the door. they have been fighting lately again, her always being obnoxious about his feelings and how he wants to leave her. She knows very well he wants to escape the situation, the routine but he cannot, he’s not allowed to

 

“Open the door, sweetness. Come on….don’t be a baby” Her long claws dragged against the wooden surface of the door, leaving a mark behind

 

Francis just continues to sit on the ground of the shower, the steaming hot water making his skin piping red and irritated. Click….Click….Click, the water drops say after falling and falling…Click….Click…click..

 

He gets up, his body tired but filled with adrenaline. His heart beats and beats as his muscles ache and ache. Francis can still feel the noise of laughter and whisper muffled by the water noises

“Darling….dear….come on…let’s talk it out…you can’t be mad forever”

The banging and scratching on the door got more intense

 

Francis turns off the water, listening to the quiet sound around him before he turns it back on, muffling anything said from her. The first layer of skin on his torso was starting to peal from the rising temperature. Only if he listened for three first time, only if he got into bed and waited for her.

He sits there, unbothered by the sound she makes nor the sound of water that was oddly soothing. The way the water clinked against his body and the ground made his mind empty but quite in a good way

 

“FRANCIS!”

Her voice cut through the silence and emotions he had, making him shallow

“FRANCIS! GOD DAMN IT! IF YOU DONT OPEN THE DOOR IN 3 SECONDS I’M GOING TO MAKE YOU REGRET EVERY DAY OF YOUR LIFE!”

 

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BANG!

 

The sound of breaking door and wood was sharp and loud making Francis shiver in his skin. She stands in the door way, looking like a menace and evil itself. There were no good intentions behind her eyes, only pure and disgusting ideas

“Francis~”

She says and turned off the shower.

“Francis~…..”

 

“francis”

Her claws reached closer and closer, grabbing his body in places no one should ever touch, not even a lover. She was twisted and broken but that doesn’t excuse her nor her actions.

Francis continues to stare off into the distance. Knowing if he tries to shield his body it will only get worse.

Her claws soaked into his fat and muscles, taking him into a deep embrace, almost forever. She played with his body, with his chubby arms…She played like he was a piece of cloth.

She’ll be mad if he feels anything, If he does something, if he expresses himself.

“Brush your teeth and get in bed…I’m gonna be crazy tonight until the day comes”

 

She gets out of the room and into the bedroom. Francis just stand up, his body light like a feather as he stares into the mirror. His face was unrecognized by him, he stares and stares until he grabs a toothbrush.

 

He puts some mint flavored toothpaste onto the toothbrush and starts to brush his razor sharp teeth. The bristles brush against the gums and hard surface of his teeth

He then spits it into the sink

A drop of blood drops from his nose, mixing with the toothpaste as the water washes it away, leaving only clean sink behind

 

Clef is suddenly pulled from his past memories by the sound of Kondraki yelling at the TV

“DEMENTALNY! Strzel tego cholernego gola! TO JEST PIŁKA NOŻNA, NIE BALET!”

Clef just smirks and realizes he’s happy he left her

Notes:

Sorry for grammar mistakes. I wrote this with one brain cell and teenage hormones