I wanted to say rq do NOT request on my message board plzzzz ty. I hope u guys noticed that I cant do ALL 50+ requests (ty still) so im picking the ones that are more interestin or sum I havent done yet. I'm so totally y'all's fav writer /j
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Requested by idleharbor003

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Do you ever think something fun could get boring overtime? The thrill, the exhilaration, the hunger, it was the main category of motivation. The desire to keep doing these "fun activities" rises to the core. It can most likely create an addiction, like a drug.

However...1x4 seems to grow tired of it. Periods of time it felt like a loop. Killing, stabbing, win or lose, it repeats again. The blood spilling on him felt old. Everything just felt like nothing, he didn't have the enthusiasm to try anymore. But he can't stop being the main role he's supposed to be. A merciless killer who kills everyone in his way.

He couldn't even care about that useless Shedletsky. As much as he would love to tear his body limb to limb, it was pointless. He was going to respawn again anyway.

It felt tiring. He felt tired. Never in his life of living in hell felt so...depressing, in a way. Of course he doesn't want to talk to anyone about it. He rather keeps his personal life hidden from others. No one wanted to talk to him after all. He's used to this type of loneliness.

Currently he is after his target. It was a typical round everyone was in, doing everything they can to survive. In this round there were barely any survivors left, 1x4 has already killed four people so far with his critical swords he sways with.

Survivors were not so lucky with his 'Entanglement' he pulled every so often. He was basically a pro at killing people, and it felt easier to predict their movements based on the survivor's personality.

Too easy. It was also another reason why 1x4 felt so out of it. Are they even trying anymore? No matter, all he had to do was focus on killing Two Time in front of him. The duo were running across the entire area of the hotel. The other was already on their second life. They were running out of stamina too.

1x4 chased after them. His red-glowing eyes focused on his prey he needed to get rid of. His abilities were ready, and so with his nasty villains lurking around the hotel. He watched Two Time do a sharp turn to the corner in order to lose his sight. He didn't find this difficult at all.

He held his mini dagger and aimed through a random wall with fast speed. A pained sound can be heard from the area, along with a loud 'thud'. Two Time was dead. Only two more left.

Time was ticking, he needed to act quick. He left the theatre room and headed to the park area. Just as he was about to search, he heard soft crying nearby. The killer paused. What was going on?

He turned around to head to the noises. He walked in a room that had a bed and a weird theme towards the wallpaper and displays. Overall the room looked pretty neat to say at least.

1x4 searched with his eyes. That's where he saw it. Saw HIM.

Elliot, alone in the corner, crying. He was in a bad mental and physical state. His pants holes exposed his scraped skin, the red collar shirt was treated poorly. He looked like shit. That reason was because of his health, it was at a state of near death.

His head was buried into his arms. Tears were pouring like a waterfall. Elliot was letting his emotions spill after bottling it up for so long. It almost felt good, but it sucks ass. He wasn't aware of an unexpected visitor standing near him.

The other stood there in almost a shock. Though he hides it. He didn't know if he should just kill him instantly right then and there. I mean, it's a really easy kill.

But deep down, he doesn't. He can't say shit on why he doesn't want to murder him. Yet at least, if he changes his mind. But he was at least concerned about what's going on. He was practically fighting against himself in his mind. There's NO way he's going to spare this pathetic pizza man...

.......that was a lie. He didn't want to be kind and have a change of heart because of one person. He was to say that he was curious if he did let this man win. With intentions.

That's something new. Very, entirely new. It almost made 1x4 get that thrill again he wanted for a long time. He was eager to get that feeling again. He can think of this as a "social experiment" instead. That works for him.

Elliot's cry was interrupted by a small distorted couch. He whipped his head off and screamed when he saw the tall being in front of him.

"O-oh crap! S-stay away!" Elliot yelled and tried to get up from the floor but ended up falling. His injuries were too severe to move a muscle, there was no escape for this one.

1x4 partially rolled his eyes at this. He moved closer and glared down at the terrified pizza man,"....why are you crying?" His words were silent as the wind, but Elliot catched it.

The other stare at him in disbelief. A killer, the most terrifying and most dangerous glitch of all, is asking why he's crying? Could this round not get any better?

Elliot was too stunned to speak. Let alone he was mostly afraid. 1x4 was getting impatient already, he wanted to get this over with.

"Answer now!" He screamed. Elliot jumped at the sudden raised voice and was quick to reply,"U-uh....my friends were arguing on who should get the heal more. It felt so overwhelming and I-I couldn't take it anymore.."

Small tears were appearing in his eyes again from thinking about earlier. He kept going,"—And then one of your attacks hit me through the walls...I saw a medkit but Shedletsky took it from me.."

1x4 face softens a little. To think a weakling like him could have a hard time against his own teammates. It was the point of the match to help each other out. But then his expression returned with a scowl. That fat bitch.

He wasn't sure why he felt pissed off for Elliot, but he just magically does. Of course he didn't care for the healer at all...he just needed to make a revenge for him.

So he held his sword ready,"Wait here." He says before heading off. Now that he was gone Elliot sat there dumbfounded. His mind was all over the place with questions on what just happened.

He was tempted to run away to a different hiding spot..but he didn't want to anger the killer. So he sat there in silence. Waiting for 1x4 to return. He put his arms on top of his knees and rested his chin on his arms as he waited.

Time passed by, but it felt like it only increased longer. Elliot was starting to think if he should actually leave this room. There was another person lurking around so maybe if he can get to them—

"I returned." Guess not. Elliot tensed up and looked at 1x4 above him. That menacing glare always sends shivers down in his spine,"There is a medkit in the playground room. Let's go." It wasn't a request, it was a demand.

Elliot obeyed in order to not anger him further and tried to get up from his feet. His legs were wobbly, the wounds caused the healer to hiss at the pain. This is the lowest health he has ever been in.

It took him a while to fully get up. The glitch huffed in annoyance,"Hurry up!" He barked. Elliot yelped and forced his legs to work again. The two left the room as Elliot stayed behind 1x4 to keep some distance.

His legs were screaming at him to stop but he didn't have a choice. He can either die or live. Which...the killer is actually helping him live..? If Elliot were to tell someone about it, they wouldn't believe him at all.

Maybe keeping quiet about this would be best. Elliot followed 1x4 like a lost puppy looking for its owner. Every few moments he took glances at 1x4 without him noticing.

A small blush appeared. Sure he was probably going to kill him, but Elliot found the kindness quite charming. He always wanted someone to treat him with at least respect.

Meanwhile he can't believe he's doing this. What hit his head to suddenly be nice to his own enemy. He should've killed him right then and there. Yet...it doesn't feel right. For now at least.

They made it to the area. 1x4 led Elliot where the medkit was and came to a halt,"Here it is, take it."

Elliot walked closer beside 1x4 to spot the item but only jumped in fear to see Shedletskys dead body on the floor. His hand was still holding onto the medkit before he died. A big waste.

Looking at this sight made Elliot want to throw up. He couldn't handle seeing this much blood all at once. Knowing he has someone waiting for him he hesitantly grabs the medkit from the corpse.

He mumbled sorry and held the item close to his chest. 1x4 waited,"Well? Go heal yourself. Don't make me regret it." He warned with an edge in his tone.

Elliot looked down,"Uh...about that....is it okay if you can maybe...help me?" He gave a glance at the being in front of him but only fear returned,"—or that's okay I can do it myself I don't want to bother you and anger you more so I'll just— AH!"

He couldn't finish his sentence before he was picked up from the ground. Elliot holds onto 1x4 neck for support, he looks up at him with incredibility in his eyes.

1x4 holds Elliot in bridal style. Never in how many years he's been alive has ever carried someone like this. It felt weird and new for him. Really new. He felt Elliot hold closer to him as if he's gonna drop him. Which he could.

He wasn't used to this type of closeness with someone. Sure to kill people and all but never THIS close to anyone before. 1x4 remained unbothered however.

He took him to the stage and gently planted him down on the edge. Elliot sat there with a couple of blinks and nearly felt his heart drop when 1x4 got on his knees in front of him.

He opened the medkit and dug through the supplies,"Don't move an inch or else I'll make you. Got it?" He shot a glare.

Elliot nodded repeatedly without a word and sat there uneasy. 1x4 pulled Elliot's pants up to see his bare skin. He could see the nasty cuts he caused, or maybe it was one of his minions.

In one way or another he'll make up to it. He put some alcohol on the cotton before gently applying it onto the scar. Elliot's body jerked at the stinging pain. He bit his lip to not make a sound, it felt like his leg was on fire.

1x4 then wrap it up in bandages. He was careful to not hurt Elliot more. He moved onto the other leg and did the same process. Elliot's hands held onto the edge tightly, he was doing his best to not squirm around a lot. He opened one shut eye to look at 1x4.

He couldn't believe he was in front of him. He felt so gentle...his touch felt warm. He kinda wants to hold his hand.

Elliot wanted to smack himself if he wanted to. He can't act extremely gay now, not at this time! 1x4 finished with his legs. It felt a little bit better but not entirely yet. He didn't give a warning before leaning closer to the healer.

His legs were parted away from the others hips. Elliot's heat increases as 1x4 unbuttoned his shirt. His chest was fully exposed to the other, Elliot was at loss for words. The killer gave a small glance at Elliot. He merely chuckled at his flustered face.

He won't admit it but seeing his reaction was priceless. And mostly cute. He loved seeing his victim weak under his presence. He's definitely enjoying this type of expression. Elliot stares back, he can feel his heart racing at full speed.

He was so close. He felt exposed to him...it's like he was cast under his spell. Those red eyes of his..he could easily get hypnotized be it.

"Done staring?" 1x4 spoke out. Elliot was brought back to reality and avoided his eyes with embarrassment. The other snickered and started to put some alcohol on the wounds.

Elliot shut his eyes tight and prayed this would be over with. 1x4 cleaned his mess and patted the cotton down. He noticed Elliot struggling to not let out a peep. Now this might be interesting...

He placed his thumb over the cut and gave it a small press. Elliot let out a moan, feeling as if a tiny knife had stabbed him. He opened his eyes and saw what 1x4 was doing. He frowned,"W-what are you— Ngh~!" He moaned again.

1x4 didn't respond as he only pressed on more. His face shows lack of expression yet inside he was craving for more,"How curious.." he muttered.

He then stopped what he was doing and started patching him up. Elliot can feel his face red as a tomato. He couldn't believe what just happened a second ago. Is 1x4 really gonna pretend nothing happened??

Soon enough he was done patching up Elliot. He buttoned his shirt back up and pulled away,"There...you should be fine." He said while examining him.

"..if you tell a SINGLE soul about this...I'll kill you first and slow." 1x4 growled with an intimidating stare. Elliot gulped and nodded at him. He felt nervous, but not because of the threat he made. He wanted to repay back the kindness he did but didn't know what.

A small idea popped in his head. Elliot leans over to 1x4 and gives him a surprise hug. He whined a little from the wounds but he didn't care at the moment. He just wanted to show his appreciation.

1x4 was frozen. He didn't know what to react or do. He never....had a hug before. No one dared to do something bewildering like that. Should he..hug back? Should he push him away? Will this affect his life?

Now that he's closer, his scent smells nice. To assume he would smell like pizza but that was the opposite. Sage..

Elliot was the first to pull away. 1x4 was still frozen and stared at the other. Elliot looked down at the ground before speaking,"Thank you...for helping, 1x.." he looked back up with a small smile.

The glitch still kept staring, as if he was in a loading process. Then, a hint of green hue appeared in his cheeks.

Holy fuck.