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 Blue sighed as he walked along the beach. He was an omega, Classic and Red decided that omegas don’t get territory. Blue was pissed. He and Dust only had a sliver of land. Dust didn’t walking with Blue, so Blue could only hope he found a place to stay. But for now.. Blue was trapped. The only area he could go was the beach because that was unmarked land. No one wanted it. Blue sighed, might as well make a nest here.. 

 He made a small, sandy, burrow. Maybe he could catch some fish… Yea. He smiled as he looked at his burrow. He dug a little more and added water to make it firmer. It was one room that fit Blue and had some wiggle room. He could sit on his knees in it and that’s all he needed! He then searched the beach for any sort of bedding. The alphas of the land took everything Dust and Blue had. That they didn’t have on themselves, Blue still had all the super important things on him.

 Blue walked around and sighed. Nothing. It’s fine. Until it wasn’t as Red stormed to him. He flinched and took a step back. “Blue.” Red said with a sneer. Blue sighed. “Yea?” Red didn’t appreciate his sad tone. “Don’t you look sad, for someone who interrupted MY hunt.” He growled. Blue blinked. “I did?” He mumbled. “Yea! You- You were in MY territory!” He huffed out. Blue shook his head. “I was making a nest.” He said coolly. He sat down. Usually Red would be more gentle when he made himself smaller.

 Red crouched down, something he never really did. Blue blinked and looked up at him. He was concerned. “Red?” Red huffed. “Blue. Show me your nest.” He ordered. Blue shrunk a little. “Are you.. Going to destroy it?” He asked softly. He was nervous. Red sighed and stood. “Depends. Now get up.” He growled out.

 Blue did and walked to his little burrow. He stood by it and let Red look inside. He was a tad too big for it. “.. Nothin’?” He mumbled. “Not even a blanket?” He looked at Blue. “I was looking for one.” He said. Blue sat down and looked at the sand. It made him sick. He hated the texture. Red sighed. “If I give you one will you show me where you hid it?: He asked. Blue blinked. “I hid something?” He asked, then looked at his arm. He would carve notes into his arm, when he had nothing else permanent. He frowned. “I don’t think I did..”

 Red scoffed. “Fine. Your loss.” He soon left. Blue knew he wouldn’t get a blanket. So he made another room in his burrow, larger than Red, and smiled. Food. He swiftly went to collect any he could find. He’d stock up for his heat. He didn’t want to get help from his alphas, gladly eating raw- probably spoiled- fish. He grinned. Three. He got three! He was proud of himself.

 The sky turned dark and he sighed as he went into his cold burrow, setting his food down and curling in his room. He yawned. Today was okay.

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He awoke and stretched. He went to crawl out of his burrow but found something covering it. He poked it. The thing growled. “..Hello?” He whispered. The thing paused before speaking. “Heya. You’re not leaving till you tell me.” He said. Blue sighed. Red. “Red, what did I hide?” He asked. Red scoffed. “You tell me.”

 Blue tilted his head. “I asked for a reason.” Red growled, “My cleanest jacket. Where is it?” He said with a huff. Blue paused. “You have clean jackets-?” He mumbled before responding. “I don’t have it.” Red got up and Blue yelped. “I heard your first statement.” He grumbled before Blue heard footsteps. He slowly crawled out of his home and sighed.

 Red left. Blue soon went hunting. For the full day. He didn’t do anything else. NOt like anyone was there to bother him. At night he found that when he put his food away the room was halfway full. Good. He had.. One more day before his heat. He can just.. Eat. And then he’ll be too sleepy to deal with the lack of blankets.. Yes.

 He sighed. This was horrible.

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 Blue yawned as he awoke. He crawled out of his home and went to hunt. No one bothered him. That was fun! He hummed as he organized his catch. He then went out to try to find something to build a nest with. He took some seaweed. At least he had that. He smiled.

 He yelped as he felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked behind him and found Dust. “..Dust?” He asked softly. Dust just blushed, carrying a bag. “Home got raided.” He whispered. Blue sighed. “My place?” He guessed, knowing Dust wanted to move in. “Just a bit.” He said coolly.

Blue sighed and led him into the burrow, grimacing at the tight fit. Dust just put some blankets down. Blue smiled. He could throw away his seaweed at least. He pat Dust’s head. “Thanks.” He muttered before putting the seaweed outside. He frowned. Rain was soon, and it was getting dark. He sighed. “Rain, it’s coming. We have anything for it?” He asked softly. Dust tensed. “N-No..”

He nodded and just went to get outside and-

 Dust grabbed him and pulled him close. Blue sighed. “Find a way for us to not get soaked.” He mumbled.” Dust just nodded and set him on the nest. Blue huffed and nuzzled into the warm bedding. He blushed. Dust always took such good care of him..

He was a better alpha than the other alphas… He blushed more. He wanted to.. To make the alphas pay. Perhaps.. He can… He sat up and looked at Dust. Dust was using outside sand to close the hole up. He was nearly done. Blue knew he had to be swift in his plan-making skills. He laid on the nest, yawning, and stretched. He was on his stomach, showing his ass through his slightly short pants. He needed to replace them.

Still, Dust took the bait. He got closer and stared, Blue making sure he didn’t look like he noticed. “..Done.” Dust mumbled. “Already?” Blue asked sweetly. Dust blushed. “Just finished. Yea.: He hummed out. Blue smiled. Lies, you studied my ass. But he didn’t mind. It was technically the truth.

 “Good job! It’s real dark though.” Blue pouted. Dust smiled. “Means we’re safe. Why don’t we cuddle? Warm.” He whispered sweetly as he tried to respectfully stumble closer. He fell and had his face in Blue’s ass. This will work.

 Dust got up and blushed. “Sorry.” Blue smiled. “Happens. We can cuddle. I hate being cold.” He said gently, going to hold his hand. Dust, instead, hugged him and pushed Blue’s head into his chest. He blushed. “Dust-” He whispered in surprise.

Dust just shushed him and.. Started to rub the back of his skull? He sighed. Dust was nearing heat and.. Was a more non-traditional omega. He just let him do the work. At least he gets pampered…

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Blue yawned and nuzzled the chest his skull was resting by as he woke up. He looked at the sleepy omega and smiled. He was cute. Blue gently pried away from him and panted. Too hot. Too much. He went to his food supply and ate a few fish. He was trying to keep his ground humping to a minimum. It was bad. Maybe it was because all his other heats were never treated well, the alphas always separating Dust from him and making him beg for help. He could never beg enough, it seemed

 He sighed. It’s fine. He crawled to dust and gently pat his head. “Dust?” He whispered softly. Dust opened his eyes fast and sat up. “Yes?” He whispered. Blue blushed. “Heat. Bad. Hot..” He whispered. He felt sick. This was the worst heat yet.. 

 Dust frowned and felt his forehead. He hummed. “Very hot. Take off your clothes.” He mumbled, Blue was happy to follow the demand. He tore the shredded cloths swiftly and laid down, ass up. “Good. I’ll be..” He panted. “Good.”

Dust got hard.

 “Good boy… Yes.. Very good. You’ve always been good, the best even.” He whispered before gently cradling his head. “Beautiful. All mine?” He questioned. “Close as.. Possible.” Blue said as he humped the ground. Dust took off his clothes and gently laid Blue on his back. Dust got on top of him and stared. “...” He watched. Blue squirmed and summoned his ass and penis. He blushed

His cock was always small compared to other’s. It was a huge insecurity for him and Red and taken advantage of it alot. He almost shivered at the memory. He didn’t like Red too much.. It didn’t matter as Dust gently rubbed their cocks together. Dust was panting and drooling already.

 He was a simp, and Blue was too horny to care as he squirmed and panted. They kept staring at each other as they grinded against each other. Blue moaned. “I-Inside!” He begged out hungrily. Dust paused. “You su-” “Yes yes please!” Blue basically screeched. Dust smiled.

He slowly inserted in Blue’s ass and Blue groaned. “..Hug.” Blue blinked. “H-Hug?” Dust smiled. He smiled and slowly wrapped his arms around the other, panting. He doesn’t take it up the ass often so it’s always kind of a tight fit. Dust pat his head. “Ready?” He whispered gently. Blue nodded and grinned. Dust smirked and slowly pushed his cock all the way in. Blue was drooling at this point.

 “You’re pretty.” He whispered to Dust, admiring his purple flush. “...Thanks.” Dust said quietly as he slowly pulled his cock out before pushing it back in. It went like that for a while, Dust wanting Blue to be most comfortable. It was cute. Blue squirmed, his heat getting the better of him. He needed it gone, not to be teased! Even if it was unintentional!

Dust took the hint and slowly started to get faster. Blue shivered and drooled. “Dussstt..” He groaned. Dust just pat his head and went faster, keeping this speed. Blue was a groaning mess, shivering and sweating. He was loving this. Everything felt right and he felt full.

 Dust shivered and started stroking Blue’s cock as he panted. Blue came and drooled as he laid limply. “Can I..?” Dust mumbled. Blue nodded with a smile as Dust went the faster pace he wished to go and came in Blue’s ass. “...Good boy. Hungry?” Blue frowned. “Sleepy.” He whispered. Dust nodded and pulled a blanket from the nest and put it under Blue’s neck.

 Dust was so sweet.

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 Blue yawned as he woke up and stretched. He sat up and blinked. He felt.. Washed. And he looked down to see.. Dust had cleaned him, very thoroughly. He even got new clothes! And a new bandana! He prefers his old o-

… 

 This was his old one. It was stitched up well. How did Dust manage this? It was.. Perfect. He smiled. Dust was so careful and sweet. Blue hummed as he looked for the fellow in question. Dust didn’t seem to be in the burrow.. Why wasn’t he there? Did Blue do something wrong? He frowned and crawled outside.

 He then smiled. There he was, he was fishing! Blue walked over to him and sat at the edge of the beach, watching Dust swim and catch as many fish as he could. He always was more capable than Blue. And he used it so well. Blue was overjoyed with it. 

 Dust swam to Blue, many fish in his maw. He got in front of the Blue skeleton, dropping the fish in front of him. “Food.” He said in his usual whisper. Blue smiled and kissed his cheek. “You spoil me.” Blue said simply. Dust blushed. “..Hug.” Blue blinked but hugged him, Dust smiled warmly at it. “Thank you Dust.” Blue whispered, kissing his forehead this time.

 Dust blushed and smiled. “Eat.” He muttered. Blue nodded and picked up a few fish, chowing down. Blue hummed. “Mmmmm! This is the good stuff! Thank you!” Blue chirped happily. Dust just smiled and got up. “Hm?” Blue said, staring at him mid-chew. Dust just smiled, pat his head, and went back to hunting. Blue smiled warmly. So sweet!

 He kept eating the fish, licking his lips whenever the blood got too far from his maw. He yawned. Man, heat really makes you tired for a few weeks, no matter how little time you had with it. He hummed. It made sense, his body is literally waiting for him to be fertilized and ready. He can’t blame his body for that.

 He stretched and watched Dust hunt. He always knew that Dust felt.. Bloodthirsty, after a heat. But he was killing everything in sight, with as much blood spilt as possible. At this point sharks will come. Blue shivered. That’d be scary, sometimes the sharks get really big. He just shook his head though. He’ll be fine. He knew it.

 So he sat back and watched Dust, eventually falling into a peaceful slumber…

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 Blue yawned and stretched as he awoke. He sat up and… What? He was on his bed, but it was fluffier. He looked around and found something. A heavy blanket. It looked handmade, made from grass and leaves and bark. It also looked to be covered with any soft thing you could find to make it easier to sleep with. He smiled.

 Sweet little dust.

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 Blue yawned and went to crawl out of his burrow, until he saw Classic. He felt… unnerved. Classic didn’t hurt him, not at all. But that didn’t make him nicer. Blue shivered as he remembered how Classic made him beg and cry just for scraps. How he made him do any labor possible, just to get the bare minimum of what he wanted, or even needed. 

 Safe to say, he didn’t like him. So, he turned away and-

 “Blue! There you are!” Classic said, seemingly in a bit of a rush. Blue winced. He turned around and got close to the ‘front door’ of the burrow. “What’s up?” He asked softly, tilting his head. The cuter he was the nicer Classic became.

 Classic, predictably, cooed at him. “I need some help. You wanna live at my place for a bit?” He asked so so sweetly. Blue decided that staying cute would be best. He didn’t want to leave. “But I.. I made a nest already..” He whispered, making sure to pout just a little. Classic gulped. “Well it can’t be that comfy.” Blue almost failed at hiding a smirk.

 “But Dust gave me blankets! W-What if I lose them??” He whimpered out, tearing up. “I can’t do that to him. He probably spent so much time on them…’ He went onto his stomach, pouting. Classic hummed. “Well, surely you could leave them for a bit?”

 Blue hid a sneer. Fucking liar, he wanted them. 

 “B-But..” He sniffled and wiped his leaking tears. “Please, please don’t make meee!” He whined out, voice breaking as he tried to hold in his cringing. Classic failed at that. “O-Oh come on, I won’t make you!” He cheered. He looked uncomfortable.

 Blue snatched the small opportunity. “B-But- But you have! Last heat you- you didn’t even ask when you tore me from my burrow!” He started to sob and whine out little begs. Begs to not be kidnapped again, to not be forced into working again, to not be separated from Dust again, and more.

 Classic gulped. “Shh shh, hey hey hey. It’s fine bub, I won’t do anything. Promise.” He whispered at Blue, who calmed himself down to sniffles.

 “..You’re sure? Like really sure? You won’t do it?” He mumbled, looking up at him. Classic tried hard to not feel bad. 

 It didn’t work.

 “O-Of course! How about we talk tomorrow?”

 “Mkay.. Please don’t.. Please don’t be lying.” He whispered, trying to look as frail as possible.

 The moment the alpha left he let out a breath of relief. Thank god, he wasn’t sure if he could handle a second more of… that. 

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The next day Classic arrived before Blue woke up. The reason he knew this? Blue woke up to the sight of Classic staring at him through the entryway. What made it worse was that he was cuddling Dust. Classic knew his heat always started around this time. So today didn’t look too good.

 Still, he played cute. He wiped his sockets and tilted his head. “Classic..? I-Is that you?” He mumbled before stumbling over. Classic smiled. “Yea, you gotten your heat yet?” Blue almost grinned, deciding to pull the big card now. “It started a bit before you came by actually.. Thankfully Dust helped me out! He’s so nice!” Blue cooed out, letting the slowly awakening Dust know what the main story is. 

 Classic’s sockets went blank. Blue acted worried. “You okay? Did.. Did you want to help me this year?” He whispered, making himself smaller just for the effect.

 Classic forced a small smile. “Oh nothing nothing- just.. Didn’t expect it. Say.. H-How would you say he did?” He mumbled. Blue grinned. “He did so good! I’ve never felt so well cared for! He even hunted for me! He’s sooo sweet under that mysterious look!” He exclaimed, forcing his eyelights into stars. 

 Classic felt jealous. Blue’s eyes never turned to stars near him.

 “I see… how about we talk later?”

 “Later?” 

 “Yea… Later…” He left.

 Blue felt worried. 

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 Blue yawned softly as he looked over at Dust. It had been a little bit after Classic left and Dust was hunting for Blue, as well as keeping him company. It was cute and Blue couldn’t help but admit that it brought him immense comfort.

 Then, Dust had to go to bed. Blue felt a little bad about it. Dust had a… Condition? Blue wasn’t sure. Neither were the alphas. But everyone agreed not to mess with Dust during his episodes. Sometimes, Dust would hear things. Things that never existed, like a brother. It would tell him things, bad bad things. And to make them stop he’d either nap or….

 Blue didn’t want to think about it. He’s sure Red also doesn’t want to remember. His bones had never dealt with a worse thrashing. It made him isolate himself for.. Well a while.

 But Blue wanted to see the bright side. Dust would always notice when his episodes were close and could deal with them fast. It made the island feel more safe. Well, safer. The island is never safe with the alphas on it. 

 Blue shivered. He didn’t like the alphas. That was obvious though. But what was not as obvious was his wish to leave. He wanted to leave the damn area, but how could he logically manage that? He can’t. He’d die without the island. And perhaps that was the worst part.

 It doesn’t.. He shook his head. He should focus on something else. He looked at the burrow and hummed. Dust had been so good to him. Maybe he could… Thank him. But how? He could build him something. He isn’t really good at that though. He could try to cuddle him, but it could wake him up and.. That wouldn’t be too good… Oh! He could cook him something! He remembered Dust mentioning that he loved the pies he would make. 

Blue grinned. This was perfect! But what Pie should he make? Dust loved his blackberry pies, but Red had all the blackberries. So maybe the strawberry pie? But those always crumbled when he made them and Dust, while not saying it, obviously hated the pie. Even though it was on Classic’s side. So.. Fuck. He’d have to deal with… Red.

 Oh boy. 

 He sighed, walking to the burrow and looking at Dust. He gulped, entering and going into the storage room. He took off all important things off him. Things Red could use against him. He took a deep breath, left, and made the trek to Red’s side. He felt almost.. Sick. Red would most definitely hurt him if he just too the berries without telling him. But did he have to know?? He’d probably be able to tell… Blue shivered. On the other hand, Red was always good at making the cost of anything hurt. He didn’t want that. Not at all. But… Was he really going to make Dust something he didn’t like?

 No. He can’t. This is for Dust, because Dust was so brave for him. He needed to be good. He can bake.. Alright. So it should… He needs to thank Dust. 

 He took another deep breath and walked into the jungle, heart pounding in his chest. He was nervous. Hands sweating, heart- as mentioned- pounding, head feeling dizzy, the sway of his feet as his body grew more nervous and out of control-

 He paused, stabilizing himself. He can’t fail. After a few minutes he started up his walking, breath hitching at every crunch the sticks made beneath his feet. At least the texture was better than the sand. It was more wet and smooth. It made him feel safer. Not safe enough by a long shot but….. Safer. A lot safer. He sniffed, searching the air for Red’s den. Thankfully, the alphas only scented their dens and not their territory. It made finding them easier. Perhaps that was the purpose. Not like Blue cared. He just needed to get this done and leave.

 He followed the scent, making sure his scarf was extra fluffed up. Red was a bit similar to Classic, when on his good days. He always loved it when Blue was small and cute. It made Blue’s stomach churn. They were despicable. He hated them. But that’s not the point.

 He arrived, staring into the warm and cozy den made of nothing but hate and violence. He didn’t see Red. He gulped. He couldn’t remember if Classic liked Blue sitting and waiting for him or if Red liked that. The beatings always messed with his memory. But Classic always loved when he didn’t have to tell Blue to do anything, so he probably doesn’t like him waiting. With that guess, he plopped down right next to the entrance and fiddled with his hands. 

 It didn’t take long for Red to find him, not long at all. Blue thought that he perhaps expected him this morning. That didn’t quell his uneasiness. His stomach still made flops. “Hey, little Omega. You want some help?” Red cooed at him, hand leaning himself against the wall. Blue held in a whimper. “Um.. Yea. I wanted to make something for um..” He looked away, not wanting to make Red mad. Red hated Dust, with a passion. He always made sure Dust ate less and got beat more. It made Blue’s heart crumble. “A.. Friend.” Red was already tense before he spoke. 

 “A friend?” He asked, voice husk in warning.

 “Mhm.” Blue looked up at him, scared.

 “Care to share who?” Blue curled up more at the taller’s stare.

 “Um.. You don’t really.. Like.. Him.” He mumbled in response, looking away.

 Red huffed. “It’s… Dust… Isn’t it?” He grumbled. Before Blue could confirm Red spoke again, “I won’t help if it’s for that twerp. He can starve for all I care.” Blue nodded, about to get up. Red squatted down, large hand finding it’s place on Blue’s shoulder. Blue gulped. “You don’t really see him as a friend, right?” Red asked, his pupils burning holes into Blue’s. Blue tensed more. “....I don’t.. I don’t think I should answer that.” He mumbled.

 Red scoffed. “You like him.. Fucking idiot. What do you even want to make for him?” He growled out. Blue looked away. “A pie. You um.. You have blackberries. I thought… He might like a blackberry pie.” He said swiftly. Red raised a brow. “Why?”

 Blue looked up at him. “As a thank you to him. He’s helped me alot recently.” Red chuckled. “He? He helped you? Cmon, that twerp is useless. What did he do anyways?” Blue held in a small, victorious, grin. “He helped me through my heat. He even got me food after. He’s… He was very very nice and slow with me.” He said, turning his eyelights into small stars. Red felt a twinge of jealousy. “...I see. Don’t go to the twerp for help with that.” He went down, onto his knees. Blue gulped. “Can.. Can I ask why?” He whispered, scooching back just a little bit. Red noticed. He sighed. “He’s fucking dangerous. You know this. He can’t help you. He’s going to hurt you, big time.” 

 Blue held in an eye roll. “I… I need to get home.” He spoke instead of his usual yeses. Red growled. “No. You’re not going ‘home’ with that attitude.” He said.

 Blue tensed. He can’t…. This can’t be happening. Red was easy to set off but usually that answer would suffice considering it happened very rarely.

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 Red scowled down at him, soon pouncing and holding Blue down. He pressed a hand to his neck. Blue held in a breath as he stared up at the larger. Red glared down at him. “I think you need a little lesson.” He said, voice gruff and cruel. Blue gulped. “P-Please. I need to get home. I’m tired.” He whispered, shaking like a leaf. Red’s face almost softened. Almost.

 “No, Blue.” He whispered, face coming closer to Blue’s. “You’re going to live with me for a bit and you’re going to behave.” He mumbled, soon using his other hand to raise Blue’s shirt up. Blue started to shake more. He couldn’t believe this. Red was acting like this over Dust? Absurd. 

 “I need to go home. Please.” He asked again, trying to hold in his tears.

 Red held his face, no longer pressing against his neck. “Shh, shh. Let me do this.” He whispered, only earring choked sobs from Blue. He sighed. “Don’t be like that, this is for you. This is to keep you safe. Don’t you understand? Dust is going to hurt you. I can save you from that.” Blue felt anger curl around in his gut. He wanted to yell at him, to punch him. But he held back, shaking and feeling the tears fall down his cheek. 

 “Cmon, Blue. I’m doing what’s best for you.” Red said softly. Blue shook and couldn’t hold his scowl for a moment. When he smoothed it out, Red was still in shock. “Oh come on, Blue. Talk to m-”

 Blue snapped. He can’t do this anymore.

 “No. I’m not going to fucking live with you. Dust has been safer than you and Classic COMBINED!” He screeched, fists clenched harder. “I.. I’m not doing this! You force me down like a fucking animal, you take all useful land from me AND Dust, you constantly make my heats fucking insufferable, and now you- you want me to.. What?? Be your fucking slave again? I’d rather starve on the fucking beach! I hate you. I hate you and Classic. You both are- you’re awful! I hate even knowing you! Every single feeling you give me is negative!”

 Red stared at him, shocked. “Blue, why didn’t you say any-”

 “Don’t. Don’t you fucking dare finish that.” Blue said, hate seeping into his voice. 

 “...” Red scowled at him. “Why. Didn’t. You. Say. Anything?” He said, challenging him. Blue felt like he’d pop a blood vessel.

 Besides that, he couldn’t remember what happened. He remembers… Blood. There was a lot of blood. On who’s side? He can’t remember. But it stained a lot, even stained a little on his scarf. 

 He remembers that Dust looked proud, that he hugged him and kissed him and helped clean him.

 He remembers that he didn’t see any faces other than Dust’s for a few.. Weeks? Days?? There had been many sunfalls and rises. But he.. It’s all a blur. A red one. One that will probably shake the whole island.

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 Blue woke up in the morning, feeling better. His head didn’t feel fuzzy anymore!

 With that in his mind, he got out and sat on the beach, enjoying the little bit of sunrise left. He felt better today. But.. He couldn’t really remember what had been happening the last few days. This concerned him alot. Was Dust safe? How did he get home? What did Red do to him? What did he do to Red?

 He sighed, it’s whatever. He feels fine and.. And that’s all he needs right now. He soon stood up and went hunting, catching a few fish.

 Oddly enough there were a lot here today, mostly near the clothes. What was odd as well was that the clothes looked familiar. It was a pair of black shorts with a red line on each side, it was so torn that the design was almost gone. Then there was a black jacket with pale yellow fluff on it, clung to a red turtleneck. Those were torn to shreds as well. 

 Blue decided to not question it. When has asking questions gotten him anywhere good? Never.

 He sighed, something somber was in the air and it was ruining the evening. 

 Where was Dust!?

 Blue huffed and stood, looking himself over. He felt a pout form at his lips, his clothes were raggedy. They hardly left anything to the imagination. He wasn’t sure what to do with them. 

 Oh well, he decided, he’d just have to hope to come across something…

 Or he could use those torn clothes…

 Na. Those had no hope.

 He smiled as he strutted up the beach, hoping to find Dust.

 Eventually, he found Classic. Stupid, lazy, Classic. He was propped up against a tree, holding his chest like his life depended on it as his oddly bright eyelights quivered. Blue froze up anyway, staring at him.

 Classic, sadly, looked over and tensed. Blue decided to use his age-old tactic.

 He slowly sat down, thighs on the ground, and bowed his head. Classic looked more disturbed than before. Blue didn’t know why. Was he not cute anymore? There was more red tint to him than usual, but he thought that it was unnoticeable. Perhaps not. 

 He decided to look away and shuffle into a slightly curled up position, raising his shoulders. “....Um..” He started, his mumbling stopped by what was said next.

 “You actually did it.” Classic whispered, breath dry and raspy. It was so shaky, Blue was worried. What’d he do?

 He looked up at him and frowned. “I.. Did.. What’d I do?” He whispered to him, like a secret. Classic’s expression scrunched up a bit. It continued to confuse him. But for some reason…

 It made something in him preen.

 “You killed him.”

 Blue paused. It was curt, curt and bold and so, so fearful. He wasn’t sure how to respond. 

 “I what?” He ended up saying, eyeing Classic with wide eyes. Wide eyes that looked so, so innocent. Classic looked like he wanted to puke.

 “You killed him. Red. You got… You got tired of him, I guess.” He whispered.

 Blue found himself a little dumbfounded. “I killed… Red? The strongest guy here?” He said, tilting his head. He then let out a small laugh, hoping it’d kill the tension.

 It didn’t.

 “Don’t be silly, Classic!” He started, keeping a small grin, “I would never be able to do that! I’d be dead in a heartbeat! Or.. Soul.. Beat?? I’ll just.. Heartbeat, for now… If that.. If that’s fine.” He said with a small cough at the end.

 Classic stared at him for another second. 

 “...C-Can you come closer?” He mumbled.

 Blue blinked as he stared at him. He suddenly registered the leaves beneath him, smooth and healthy. The ground, dirty and crawling with bugs. The air. So warm yet now it felt like it was freezing.

 He didn’t know what to do. He decided to do as told. Again.

 He slowly crawled over, the slightly moist leaves touching his knees on the way. It made him uncomfortable.

 Classic looked down at him, sitting up.

 He gently raised a hand and cupped it around Blue’s cheek. “....You.. You don’t act.. Entirely like normal. But you don’t entirely act abnormal either.” He whispered, leaning closer.

 Blue felt confused.

 “Is.. um, is that good?”

 Classic looked him over, sweat visibly dripping down his skull. “If you want it to be.” He told Blue after a moment, voice soft as silk. Blue found himself feeling wrong. This wasn’t… Right. Was this even real? 

 He decided to pretend it was, even if it wasn’t.

 “Um.. Thank.. You?” He whispered, leaning closer. He…

 Classic slowly pressed their teeth together, soon putting a hand to his back. He deepened the kiss, Blue felt as though he was tasting something untastable. And it was perfect. Yet it overrode his brain in a way that scared him.

 He didn’t do anything though, just letting the kiss get messier with slobber from both sides until Classic pulled away. He licked his teeth in a way that told Blue that maybe he made a mistake.

 “..Pretty.”

 “What?”

 Classic smirked and gently ushered Blue closer. “You’re very pretty.” He whispered. 

 Blue felt his face heat up. Maybe.. Classic did care. Maybe he’s only now able to express it.

 Classic felt proud. He won’t be a victim, and maybe he can have some… Fun, while he’s at it.