Requested by: WingDingsSansGaster

Sorry for taking so long! I've been gone for a CRAZY long time anddddd school sucks.

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3rd Person POV:

Jon had recently woken up, so he was still drowsy. He tried to get a cup out of a cuboard to drink some hot chocolate, but he dropped the cup on the floor. Jon bent over and tried to quickly pick the shattered pieces up. 'I should've been more careful! What if Eduardo sees this?!' While picking the pieces up, he cut his finger on a piece. He yelped a bit louder than he should've.

Eduardo, who was casually sitting on the sofa, heard some noises from the kitchen. "Jon?" Eduardo called out, a bit concerned for the smaller male. When he didn't get a response, he headed to the kitchen. Jon saw Eduardo approaching and sat on the floor, pressing his knees to his chest and burying his face in them. Eduardo saw the mess and a small bit of blood. He tilted his head when he saw Jon next to it, shaking harshly.

"Jon? Did you-" "I'm s-so sorry... don't hurt me..." Eduardo went over to Jon and crouched down next to him. Jon looked up at him, crying softly. "I-it won't happen again, I promise!" "It's not a big deal... did you hurt yourself? Why're you cryin'?" Jon sighed from relief, still a bit scared. "Why aren't you hitting me?" He asked. "What are you even talking about?" "W-well... my mom would've hit me if I did something like this..." Eduardo was taken aback by Jon's comment.

'Jon was abused as a child? I would never have expected something like that to happen to him! Then again... he is really quiet...' Jon held his bleeding hand out to Eduardo. Eduardo took Jon's hand in his and inspected the wound. "It's a bit deep... Jon... I'm sorry. I would've been softer on you if I knew..." Jon looked down at his feet and sniffled.

"I-it's okay. It's not your f-fault..." Eduardo let go of Jon's injured hand and stood up. "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up." Jon stood up, still looking at the floor. They both went around the mess and went into the bathroom. Jon sat on the closed toilet, waiting silently and patiently for Eduardo. Eduardo got some things for Jon and started cleaning the cut.

"So... do you wanna talk about it?" Eduardo questioned. Jon nodded and tried to be brave.

"If I messed up, I would either be sent to the basement or... h-hit... it depended on what my mom felt at the time. If she was upset with my dad or her friends, I would get slapped or worse. If she was having a good day, she would make me clean it and send me away to the basement. Eventually, the basement was where I would sleep at night. I had a mattress and a small blue blanket. When I turned 16, I got a job and started making money. I hid it from my mom, worried that she would steal it from me. I moved in with you and Mark when I was 18... so..." Jon started crying again, and Eduardo had already finished bandaging his cut. Eduardo felt pity for Jon.

"Is that why... you missed so many days in high school?" Jon nodded, bringing his hands to his face. He hid his face and Eduardo patted his shoulder. "It's... uh... okay? Sorry, I'm not good at comforting people..." Jon sniffled and brought Eduardo into a tight hug. Eduardo tensed up and hesitated to hug back.

"E-Eduardo... don't tell anyone..." Eduardo tightened his grip on Jon and rubbed his back. "...Not even Mark?" "N-no..." "Alright... I won't tell anyone..." Jon smiled and wiped his eyes, letting go of Eduardo. "It feels good to get that off my chest... t-thanks for being here... and listening..." "Yeah..." An awkward silence lingered over the two.

"S-so... I'm gonna clean that-" "No, don't worry about it. Wait on the couch." Jon stared at Eduardo for a moment before running off to the couch. Eduardo put the stuff away and left the bathroom, going to the kitchen. He sweeped the mess up and made some hot chocolate for Jon. He went into the living-room and sat next to Jon. He gave Jon the hot chocolate.

"Was that why you wanted the cup?" "H-how did you...?" "You make hot chocolate every morning. It's not hard to notice." Jon took a sip and hummed from satisfaction. "You even put marshmallows! Thank you!" "No problem, Jon."