"Its Cuphead"
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"Can this go any faster?!" Bendy yelled, with nerve wreaking anticipation. As if each passing moment may be consequential.

"Can't you just wait? We'll be there in a couple of moments" Boris tries his best to tone down his tantrum, but still none the less he feared for the worst. And minutes later, they arrived in front of the hospital. Bendy wasted no time and dashed out the car door, and went inside the building.

"Can I help you sir?" A nurse spoke to him. Looking at her computer to organize some documents.

"I need to see Cuphead Kettle"

"And you are?"

"Bendy... Bendy Kettle"

The nurse scanned names of recent patients admitted in the past day. And finally saw his name.

"Cuphead Kettle... He is in room 115, second floor"

"Thank you"

"Are you related to him?"

"I'm his... Husband"
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Cuphead suddenly woke up from his sleepy graze. He sat upright and watched the clock as it ticks slowed down. 10: 30 am. He wonders what happened to him, reminiscing his night. he quickly recalls Alcohol, pills and blades. He looks at his wrists and confirmed his assumptions.

He remembers his dreaded eyes, his silk hair, his small feminine figure all to well. He just wanted to numb the pain of abandonment and just get it over with. Slowly, he took a swig of his poison and felt it succumb his dread with a pinch of bitterness. But still he couldn't get that demon's image out of his mind.

" Why?.."

Couldn't he just accept the fact that he was hopelessly trying to gain his former husband back in his arms. Can he just accept that the damage was already done? He was already chained by guilt, pain and the unrelenting determination of having someone to cherish back into his arms.

He took his prescription bottle on his hand and read each word clear as day.

Antidepressants

he growled in frustration and threw the bottle of pills harshly. He blamed those pills and he blames himself for taking them. He stood up and dazedly went to the bathroom.  He took out his razor and started to slit his arms much to his amuse. He sluggishly laughed as his vision blurred into oblivion.

Then he wakes up in this hospital. 

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" You already had damaged him you idiot!!"

"I know, but i just want to see him, is that too much to ask?!". Muffled voices argued outside his hospital doors. But  they sounded so familiar to him, and then he knew who those voices belonged too.

"Mugs please... just give him a chance..." then their voices quieted down into whispers. he couldn't hear them clearly anymore. Until.

"okay... fine"

Suddenly his doors slowly creaked and three figures entered.

Mugman, Boris and... his ex-husband Bendy.

And with no time to spare Bendy rushes up to him and engulfs him into a tight-grip hug. Soon he felt his clothes wet a bit, looking down he saw him. He was silently sobbing, without a single whimper to be heard. So this is how he kept things to himself.

Putting on a though act, wishing that everyone was dense enough to ignore his pleas. Showing off a sassy class of a gentleman with a business of his own. Glorious and happy, with all his employees cheering him up.

But truth be told... he was just as broken as him. Both mourning from abandonment, missing the sweet morning scent of rose petals, and the warmth they felt as their bodies touched each other. Every morning kiss that they craved when they opened their eyes. But now when they lit their eyes open, when they stretched their arm expecting to feel each others warmth. They only clutched the sheets of where they wanted to see each other.

"You idiot..."

"Bendy I-" He was interrupted with a sharp slap. He stared gobsmacked, his mouth gaping from shock.

"Shut up!! You don't know how scared Shittless I was you fuck!! How could you do this to yourself, huh?! What do you think would happen if Boris would check on you only to see your corpse?! What about Mugman?! How would he react if he heard that you just died?! What about me!? Do you know what I'd do if I heard you killed yourself because of me?! I would stab myself! I would hang myself! just to see you! I will kill myself just to end this torture!!"

Bendy held him tighter and tighter, till he broke down and cried. His arms gave out and just hit him weakly with every last drop of emotion he has left.

"Do you know that I still can't help but hate you" Bendy said, looking at him with bloodshot eyes. He gave such a bittersweet smile to the man, reminding him of all they've spent together.

"And do you know how weak my heart felt when you left Bendy?"