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Chapter name : forgiveness.

It was a quite rainy and uneventful weekend, since The Specter decided to spare them the weekend, allowing them to rest. Most of the survivors were in the cabins, chatting and catching up with one another, and digging in to that delicious pizza Elliot had made. Elliot sighed, smiling down at everybody, before going back to the kitchen and preparing another pizza for himself. He sighed, cracking his knuckles and grabbing some nearby leftover dough, kneading at it and forming it into a circle shape, tossing it into the air gently and catching it. Elliot began to put pizza sauce and toppings on it, humming to himself as he started to zone out, his thoughts drifting away.

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FLASHBACK:

His mind started to focus on the thought of 007n7, oh.. that man. He seemed to be everywhere now. Crouching down working on generators white Elliot dashed to toss a pizza at somebody, or find him sitting off to the side chatting with Two Time, as Two Time and 007n7 were deemed outcasts, Two Time because well… their insane, and 007n7… the pizza place. Elliot started to think back to that day. Elliot was in the kitchen at the time, making some pizza for 007n7’s bratty kid, c00lkidd. Elliot scoffed to himself. ‘Who would name their kid that? Seriously?’, Elliot thought to himself, putting some pepperoni onto the pizza and putting it on a wooden container, sliding the pizza into the oven and setting the wooden container down to the side. At that time, he heard c00lkidd’s annoying, high-pitched laugh. Elliot mumbled to himself, not bothering to check up on the kid as he leaned back on the counter.

After a while, Elliot started to smell smoke. He just shook it off as the oven acting up again. That is, before he saw the flames. Elliot immediately started to panic as he ran around the kitchen, searching for an exit desperately as the flames started to get closer and closer, hearing c00lkidd’s high-pitched laugh once again, Elliot coughed as he thankfully found an exist somewhere. Stumbling through, he found himself in the front of the building, the building being engulfed in flames. Elliot shuddered as he came back to life, washing those memories away as he stared down at his hands, realizing he’s scattered the toppings everywhere. He sighed, bending over to pick them up from the ground as he threw them away, picking the ones off the counter and onto his pizza, putting it into the oven.

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As he put the pizza into the oven, he glanced up and saw 007n7. Great. He wiped his flour-covered hands, and looked over at 007n7. 007n7 was walking in timidly, wanting to talk to Elliot but not having the courage to. Elliot sighed at his pathetic state, scowling down at him, “What do you need, 007?”. 007n7 flinched, as Elliot spoke, only adding to his current, very apparent nervousness. 007n7 sighed, swallowing nervously as he started to speak, “Hey Elliot… I just uhm, I just came here to apologize. For what my son and I have caused in the past. Just so you know, I do deeply regret it. Like, a lot. Is there any way I could possibly make it up to you…?”. Elliot paused, reading his face for any signs of deceit or lies. Upon only finding sincerity and and sorrowfulness, he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Y’know. I would tell you to usually get lost, but I realize that’s not going to get us anywhere. So, I forgive you…” 007n7’s eyes widened in response, a cheerful smile replacing his features, “Why- Why thank you Elliot!”, he exclaimed, happily hugging Elliot suddenly, with Elliot just standing there for a moment before shoving him off, “Okay, okay, big guy. Just because I forgave you…”, 007n7 quickly cut him off with a stammering apology, releasing the pizza man as he nervously laughed and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

After the months went by, Elliot and 007n7 slowly got closer, waving to each other with a smile whenever the two would spot each other  after rounds in the shared survivor cabin, to having conversations before and after rounds, Elliot tossing pizza slices to 007n7 during rounds when he was low health, 007n7 helping Elliot make pizzas for everybody, hanging out in Elliot’s cabin together having movie nights, exchanging small glances to each other from time to time, and more. That’s only the beginning, but deep down inside, Elliot started to gain feelings, seeing as he’s really changed from the past.

007n7 was having the same feelings, unbeknownst to Elliot.

On one particularly hard day, Elliot felt himself pent-up. He couldn’t stop thinking of 007n7. Specifically, 007n7 on top of him. Elliot tried countless times to shove these thoughts away, but nothing would work. No matter what he tried. After today’s round, Elliot locked himself in his room, sitting on his bed, gently pulling his own pants down as he took two of his own fingers to his mouth, sucking on them briefly before inserting one into his sensitive hole, imagining it was 007n7 stretching him out instead. He let out a soft whimper as he wriggled his fingers around inside of himself, panting. “S-seven…”, Elliot whimpered out once again, biting his lip nervously.

007n7 was catching up with Two Time somewhere in the main cabin, chatting about their past experiences and comforting one another. After a while, as expected, Two Time started to ramble on about the Spawn. 007n7 didn’t want to hear it so he quickly made up an excuse of needing to help Elliot in the kitchen. Two Time thankfully bought it, nodding as 007n7 scampered off.

007n7 scampered up to Elliot’s room door, pausing as he heard a shuffle. He peeked through the peep hole, gulping nervously. As soon as he saw and heard what Elliot was doing, his breath hitched and he let out a soft gasp. He quickly clamped a hand over his mouth, watching quietly and feel himself start to get hard from Elliot’s moans and whimpers. He shifted with a soft grunt as he built up some courage, and knocked on Elliot’s door, Elliot let out a yelp and sat up straight, quickly stammering out a quick “Just a minute!”. 007n7 took some shaky deep breaths, trying to shove down his thoughts. After a few moments he thankfully felt himself go soft and Elliot shuffle near the door, and open it. Elliot’s eyes widened as he saw 007n7, shoving him in and closing the door behind him, shakily asking, “How- How long were you standing there..?”. 007n7 gulped, “A while… I- I heard…”, Elliot cut him off, putting a finger to his mouth rather quickly. Elliot shakily sighed, leaning closer, “007… can I try some things with you..?”, 007n7 quickly nodded as Elliot sat 007n7 down on his bed.

007n7 watched as Elliot seated himself on his lap, slowly grinding himself, until 007n7 felt himself get hard once again, letting out a grunt of arousal. Elliot grinned widely in response, pleased with himself, as he then grabbed 007n7’s shoulders, slowly peppering 007n7s face with gentle kisses, leaving a final slow, sensual, kiss on 007n7’s mouth. 007n7 melted into the kiss, letting out a soft whine into it, which Elliot only smirked in response to after pulling away. He then moved on to 007n7’s neck, kissing it gently, nipping at the skin. 007n7 let out a whimper in response, his back arching involuntarily. Elliot pulled back, leaning into his ear, whispering gently, his breath warm on 007n7’s skin, sending tingles down his spine, “Somebody’s enjoying this a little too much…”, he paused, running a finger down his chest teasingly, earring a jolt from 007n7.

“Was somebody waiting for this..hm?”, Elliot teased further, 007n7 by then, had enough, lifting him off of his lap, laying him down on the bed and hooking his fingers on the waistband of Elliot’s pants, looking up to him for consent, which Elliot nodded quickly, feeling his dampness increase even more as 007n7 slowly pulled down his pants, and undergarments. 007n7 licked his lips in approval upon seeing his dripping, ready clit. “Excited for me already..?”, 007n7 teased, earning a frustrated groan from Elliot, “Just- just get on with it already…”. 007n7 tsked but obeyed, putting two fingers in front of Elliot’s face with Elliot taking them into his mouth and sucking on them obediently, after a few moments passed and 007n7 deemed them coated enough, pulled them out with a slick pop.

007n7 moved down to his dripping, eager cunt and inserted a singular digit, causing Elliot to choke back a whine and shift around, with 007n7 hushing him gently, pumping his digit in and out, slowly at first, but gaining speed, soon enough inserting another digit, pumping the two of his fingers in and out of Elliot, earning needy whimpers and whines from the pure pleasure. Unfortunately for Elliot, 007n7 removed his fingers from the slick, bringing them up to his mouth shamelessly and tasting Elliot, humming with a widening smirk, “My gods, you taste absolutely divine..”. Elliot shifted and whined in response, subconsciously spreading his legs wider for 007n7, 007n7 saw this and his smirk turned wicked, “Somebody want something? You’re gonna have to use your words, darlin’…”, 007n7 teased, peppering kisses all over Elliot’s face in the same teasing way Elliot had done to him earlier. Elliot whined, “007, please, please, just eat me out already..! Please..” 007n7 smirked upon hearing his plea’s, fixating himself between Elliot’s legs.

007n7 started to lap at Elliot’s pussy, giving small teasing kitten licks on his sensitive clit, with Elliot groaning and grasping 007n7’s hair, cursing underneath his breath. 007n7 smirked, now fully diving in, his tongue, lapping feverishly at his folds. All Elliot could do at the moment was moan and whimper his name, his back arching as he felt his climax quickly approach, “F-fuck, 007- I’m gonna- I’m gonna..!”, he sputtered out, feeling his climax hit, his juices squirting down onto 007n7’s face. 007n7 shamelessly licked at his face, tasting Elliot once again. 007n7 took a mental snapshot at Elliot’s fucked-out, overstimulated face, god, 007n7 thought he looked absolutley divine and pristine this very moment.

After a while, 007n7 cleaned Elliot up, putting him in some soft, plush pajamas, him in some as well, and cuddled up next to him in the bed, peppering him with soft kisses on his face, praising him, “You did so good for me, Elliot..”, he cooed, gently petting his hair. “I promise to always give you aftercare, my love..”, Elliot smiled gratefully at his promise to care for him. Elliot could feel himself start to doze off, cuddling closer to 007n7’s chest and sighing contently as 007n7 smiled and continued to whisper praises in his ear as he dozed off, a smile on Elliot’s face. 007n7 smiled as well, but that quickly faded as soon as he saw a text from Noli, his college roommate whom he hasn’t spoken to in years, not even after Noli was forsakened. They just didn’t click anymore, and plus killers weren’t allowed to be in survivor cabins, 007n7 didn’t bother responding, instead looking out the window at the nighttime sky as Elliot slept peacefully in his arms.

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Chapter name : swept away to an unknown land in the midst of glory.

Darkness was all that ensued around Elliot before he was shaken awake, finding himself in a strange cabin, with two different people surrounding him. A strange, yellow, man with brown curly hair and two small wings on both the left and right side of his head, and a white t-shirt on that said “Blame John” in bright red letters, with dark blue basketball shorts, and a bucket of fried chicken in his hands, knawing away at a piece while staring Elliot down in a curious manner.

Elliot groaned as he rubbed his head, feeling a splitting headache start. He slowly took in his surroundings, which was a dark nighttime sky with green grass and grey buildings everywhere.

He examined the two people around him, which was the yellow bird-man thing, and a grey-skinned Robloxian with grey hair and silver raccoon tail stripes in their hair, as well as a singular white-striped fedora on, and a suit. They started to speak, “Hey kid.. I’ll help you up now. I get you must be confused and all, but I’ll explain everything in a little bit. For right now, try to avoid the green thing, ‘cause ya woke up in the middle of a round, kid..”. Elliot nodded, allowing Chance to help him up and dusted himself off. He was confused. Round? Green thing? He had so many questions, and not enough answers.

He took a look at himself. He looked the exact same as before, even his Builder Brothers Pizza uniform is the same. The only thing that was different, though, was the warm black backpack on his back, he carefully took a look inside of it, finding some pizza boxes inside. He took one out and then zipped the bag back up, then finding an ability to his side that allowed him to aim and toss the pizza to a player with low HP. Hmm, HP? This was starting to sound more and more like a game to him. Odd.

A couple hours later, the round had ended, and Chance had given him a tour of the cabins, as well as what rounds are, and how to use his ability. Elliot thanked them after they did all that for him, timidly going up to the group in the survivors cabins, and waving. The others all waved back, with smiles on their faces. He got along with most, if not all of them, very well. Except for one. And that was 007n7.

It was a couple hours later, and Elliot and 007n7 were the only ones in the survivor cabin currently. Elliot looked at him with a glare on his face and clenched fists, while 007n7 looked guilty and nervous, “Look, Elli-“, Elliot immediately cut him off, standing up suddenly. “SAVE your words, 007n7. I DON’T want to hear whatever bullshit excuse you have for fucking burning down my pizza place TWICE IN OUR PAST LIVES!! TWICE! FUCKING TWICE 007. And to make it worse, 007, you were a shitty father, you didn’t even try to fucking parent your kid. I heard you mumble excuses to him to try and justify his shitty actions. But guess what? It doesn’t justify it, and who the hell fucking names their kid c00lkidd? You really are fucking stupid, 007. And I will NEVER forgive you. Fucking end of discussion.” 007n7 stood there, stunned at Elliot’s words and anger, watching Elliot stomp back to his room and flip him off in the process.

Elliot slammed the door behind him, muttering angrily to himself before slumping down against the door and slamming his head into the door once or twice out of frustration. He covered his face, feeling hot tears start to stream down from the memories of his first life.   The very first order he ever took at the job, the multiple friendly faces and smiles, the sounds of the busy pizza place, the smell of warm, bubbling hot pizza being made, the line that would stretch out into the road… Elliot shook his head, trying to gauge those thoughts out of his mind. Elliot shakily stood up, feeling himself start to claw at his arms as he went to his dresser, and putting on some more comfortable clothes to sleep in, a Metalica band t-shirt that went past his thighs, and some boxers. After he did that, he went into his bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. What has he come to? Why couldn’t this be avoided? How did he even die? Why does he have to suffer with this endless hell?

His thoughts continued to spiral as he finally snapped and sat down on his tile bathroom floor, sobbing as the hot tears continued to pour out of his eyes, gripping his arms so tight his knuckles went completely white, as he looked around the room. Looking for something to numb the pain, to try and silence the thoughts, to try and calm his state of mind. He picked up a nearby blade, taking a shaky breath as he placed it against his skin, starting to slash at it and leave marks all over his arms, the tears pouring out again as the hot stinging pain coursed throughout his body, the blade now covered in crimson ink. He cursed himself internally for snapping at 007n7 as he stood up shakily, wincing as the searing pain continued through his wrists and arms, wobbling to the sink and cleaning the blade off. He didn’t even bother to clean the cuts, instead splashing his face with cold water and patting his face dry, staring blankly into the mirror for a moment at his messy appearance. His messy, shoulder-length hair, the tear stains around his eyes, the scratches from his nails, the cuts from the blade. He sighed exhaustively, opening his cabinet and reaching for some melatonin gummies, popping three into his mouth as he closed the bottle and cabinet back up, turning off all the lights in his room and bathroom as he laid down on his bed, stretching out slightly as he gently covered himself with a soft blanket, starting to doze off, his mind finally entering a dream state.

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As Elliot fell into that dream-like state, his mind began to wander to his first life. He was the star employee at Builder Brothers Pizza place. He winced to himself, imaging how dissatisfied and disappointed his ancestors, parents, and relatives must be upon hearing about his death. He was the only person keeping the business alive and running smoothly, the star employee. Nobody else had ever bothered to even think about putting in the amount of effort Elliot has, Elliot at one point had to do all the jobs of the staff by himself, although it was quite a struggle, he don’t think the people minded because they always came back for more, since the pizza was hand-made by him. He began to think about how he could have avoided his death. He could still be alive and helping the business stay running, he knows it won’t be anything without him now.

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Soft sunlight began to filter through Elliot’s room, beaming into his face, causing him to blink awake. He looked around his room momentarily, and winced upon looking down at his arms. Good thing he has arm warmers. Elliot shuffled out of bed and went into his bathroom, deciding to take a shower and clean his body. He turned the facet handle to the left, watching as the clear water ran as he adjusted the temperature to a medium setting. After a moment or two, he changed it to the shower setting, undressing fully and stepping in, wincing as the water brushed his cuts and started the hot stinging pain once again. He sighed, putting his head underneath the water, wetting it completely before getting some shampoo and lathering it on his hair, then washing it out. After he deemed the shampoo completely washed out, he squirted some shampoo into his hand, lathering it up and scrubbing his hair gently, hitting all the spots needing scrubbing. A couple of seconds later, he then washes it out. After that’s done he starts on his body, getting a body soap as he gingerly cleans his cuts, wincing at the pain. He then put them under the water, gritting his teeth and biting back tears as the pain got a hundred times worse.

After he finished washing the rest of his body and dried off, he put on his same pizza place uniform, along with some long black arm warmers, not finding anything else to wear. He combed his hair and tied it back into his usual ponytail with a red visor, stepping out into the hallway and walking down to the main cabin, waving to everybody he saw. Pausing and flinching as he saw 007n7. God, he looked so pathetic, being sad and moping around. But another part of him felt guilty, and wanted to make things right. He shoved these thoughts down, going up to the others and starting conversations among breakfast, until later, when he spotted 007n7 alone.

Elliot walked up to 007n7, with 007n7 flinching as he saw Elliot. Elliot’s face fell into one of sorrow as he came up with what to say. “007. Listen, I’m- I’m- really sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. I was really pent up with anger and everything else, but that doesn’t excuse my actions. You don’t have to forgive me, I’m not asking for forgiveness. I’m basically asking for… for a truce. We’re not gonna be friends or anything, but we promise to each other to at least be civil with one another, and I promise to not snap at you anymore…”, after Elliot finished, 007n7 nervously fidgeted as he nodded, accepting the offer, holding out his hand, “Deal.”, Elliot took his hand and shook 007n7’s hand, “Deal.” They then both went their separate ways, walking off without another word. 

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Chapter name : moodiness.

It was a cloudy day, and Elliot could hear distant thunder in the  background, causing him to shudder silently. Today wasn’t the best day. More so, this week wasn’t the best week because of one thing; his man period.

Usually, Elliot was sociable, happy, kind, and caring. But, this particular week his mood has been off the walls, causing him to be, well.. bitchy. One minute he’d be crying in his bed, the next second he’d be chucking his TV remote against the wall whenever his favorite show wasn’t on. Or, picking fights with 007n7 despite the two’s truce. And so, he’d end up apologizing to him once again. Elliot didn’t like this at all, it caused people to distance themselves. But, thankfully, Chance understood Elliot’s issues, since Chance was a biological female themselves. Because Chance understood, the two would often be seen together chatting during this time, talking it out and basically helping Elliot feel seen. Elliot appreciated this.

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After one of those talks, Elliot retreated to his room, sighing as he changed into some more comfortable clothes, and slipped into his bathroom, popping two melatonin gummies into his mouth, washing them down with a nearby glass of water. He looked at himself in the mirror and grimaced. His hair was messy and greasy, his eyes beaming with exhaustion, and his teeth unbrushed. He flicked off the light with a sigh as he walked out of the bathroom.

He gingerly closed his windows curtains, flipping the bedroom light switch off as well, and then proceeding to climb into his bed, sighing as he laid down and covered himself up with his plush red blanket, grabbing a spare pillow of his and cuddling it, imaging it as as someone, ANYONE else.. he did this in an attempt to forget his crippling loneliness, trying to push his depressive thoughts down as he felt himself fall into a slumber, his eyes fluttering closed as he entered dreamland.

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Elliot looked around in his dream. Oh, great.. he was back at the pizza place. His heart stung with an emotion Elliot couldn’t pinpoint as he examined the place. The clock in the dream read 3:00 am. ‘Ah yes, dream logic..’, Elliot muttered to himself, walking into the currently empty main seating area.

He ran his fingers along the edges of the tables, humming a tune to himself as he quickly drowned in the memories of the customers that would come and go… The regulars, the one’s he’d never see again, 007n7.. despite being blacklisted. Him and his kid, always showing up and being nuisances to his pizza place.

Elliot slowly walked back behind the counter, retreating into the kitchen. He immediately stopped as soon as he stepped foot in there. It looked exactly like the kitchen did, but, the fire damage was present. He took a shaky breath in, the smoke smell still strong. Why must his dreams do this to him? It just wasn’t fair. Elliot never asked for any of this to happen to him. He’s been nothing but kind to the world. Elliot continued exploring the pizza place, taking in every smokey breath as if he was trying to savor this moment. His heart stung with the same unidentified emotion, with his eyes threatening to spill out tears. He could feel himself shaking, body trembling as if he just chugged 3 Monsters. He could feel the tears start to fall and his body tremble as he crunched into a ball underneath the counter. Continuing to cry until he felt himself start to wake up, the dream fading.

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Elliot’s thoughts wouldn’t stop racing after he woke up, mostly repeating one thing. ‘You failed them.’ He sat up groggily, sunlight starting to peak through his curtains as he clutched his stomach, groaning from the sheer pain of his cramps. He quickly got up and went to the restroom, doing his monthly business, taking some menstrual pills to ease the cramps, sighing to himself and clutching his stomach.

After the pills finally kicked in, Elliot stepped into the bathroom, slipping out of his clothes, his clothes pooling at the floor as he ran the faucet, switching the shower head on after he deemed the temperature good enough. He didn’t wince or hiss this time when stepping in, being used to the searing stinging pain.

After he washed himself up in the shower and dried off, and dressed up, he stepped out of the bathroom, clutching his stomach once again as he opened up his window curtains, letting the sunlight filter in as he stretched, muttering to himself. He felt a twang of back pain, twisting to the left and right as he felt his back pop with a snap!, and sighed in relief.

He resumed his usual duties during rounds today and in the kitchen before and after rounds, cooking food for everybody with some help from Guest occasionally.

Every singular day, after the fights between 007n7 and Elliot started to simmer down, 007n7 wouldn’t leave Elliot alone. Nearly everyday now, 007n7 would go up to Elliot, stuttering an apology for his actions in the past, asking for ways he could possibly make it up to him, asking for forgiveness, etc. But Elliot wanted nothing, and I mean, nothing to do with him. And he expressed this by telling 007n7 to get lost or to give up and stop trying, or just glaring at him silently, but unfournatley, 007n7 doesn’t know how to take a damn hint, continuing on with his attempts no matter what. Elliot hated that about him. He was just so damn persistent, but deep down.. Elliot kind of admired him for that, though he would NEVER, EVER admit that. And Elliot even took the length of that promise to swearing on Builder Brothers Pizzeria. Odd how it burned down twice, hm..?

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Chapter name : indecisiveness and hidden love.

Rain pattered in the background as Elliot anxiously paced his room, muttering and mumbling to himself, as Chance sat on his bed, chuckling to themselves as Elliot paced. Elliot had a lot on his mind. Mainly 007n7. He no longer felt pure hatred for the man, instead having conflicting feelings for 007n7. Part of him, buried deep down inside, had that hatred, but most of him has started to gain a liking for him. Elliot would never admit this though. Except he did admit it.. to one person he trusted the most. Chance. Chance has been his best friend for months now, hell, maybe even a year.

Elliot finally stopped pacing, flopping down on his bed instead next to Chance, who was still quietly snickering to themselves. Elliot frowned and flicked them, “Stop laughing at me..”, he pouted. Chance only snickered louder at that, falling back against the headboard of the bed. After a moment, their laughter died down, but a smirk still remained on their face, “Aye, kinda hard when your over here whining and complaining about a man who thinks that you hate him.. so, it’s quite humorous.”, Elliot scoffed at their answer, flipping his middle finger at them playfully before groaning once again, and throwing his arm over his face dramatically, muttering to himself once again, getting lost in his thoughts. Most of them revolved around 007n7, scoffing to himself and standing up, looking over to Chance, “I gotta go cook before this round starts.”, Chance nodded, with Elliot taking his leave to the kitchen.

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Elliot was in the kitchen, washing off some pots and pans before planning to cook something. He figured he’d fry up some chicken and french fries, as well as some Texas toast. He knew everybody wouldn’t mind the meal, especially Shedletsky. He hummed to himself, scrubbing a particularly stubborn grease stain in a pan.

After an hour full of soap, water, bubbles, and grease, he finally finished cleaning all the dishes. He moved the necessary pan onto the stove as he heard a sharp three knocks on the entryway doorframe, snapping his head up. Oh no. It was 007n7. Elliot tugged at his arm warmers and anxiously started to look up at 007n7, dead in the eyes. 007n7 walked up to the counter, leaning on it as he started to speak to Elliot. “Listen Elliot. I know your tired of hearing me apologize to you constantly. But, I really mean it, I do deeply regret my past actions, I even regret c00lkidd’s past actions since it was mostly my fault… I shouldn’t have gave him the c00lgui to entertain him and basically make you babysit for free. So, I deeply regret it. But, you can still tell me to get lost or to give up and stop trying. But I’m not going to stop. I’m gonna continue apologizing and showing my regret to you until you realize it’s genuine, until you realize I’m sincere, until you realize it’s not gonna happen again.”

Elliot paused. God, he loved this man’s confidence. He gulped, taking a deep breath as he shakily started to speak, “You know… your right. I would usually tell you to get lost, or to stop trying. But I realize that’s not going to get us anywhere in this place. Y’know, I have been thinking about your constant apologies, and I realize, it is genuine, it IS sincere. And, I forgive you and your kid. So, yes, 007, I DO forgive you. The past is in the past, and we can’t proceed to the future without getting rid of the grudges of the past. You have my full forgiveness, and I do now come to the terms that it’s not gonna happen again… but I do have to ask you of something. If you want to gain my full trust beside my full forgiveness… I want you to help me in the kitchen from now on.” And so, 007n7 did just that.

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007n7 and Elliot—along with Guest from time to time—were a great duo in the kitchen. With Elliot having the experience from the pizza place all those years, and 007n7’s experience from advanced cooking classes throughout life along with being a dad and having to cook often for c00lkidd.

The others greatly appreciated the meals, giving Elliot their thanks, along with 007n7 once everybody started to trust him again. 007n7 was grateful for everybody’s trust towards him, and the fact he had friends once again.

Elliot and 007n7 often spent hours in that kitchen, laughing and talking together while they cooked and cleaned. But, this didn’t help with Elliot’s growing crush on the 007n7, and 007n7 could feel it, having the same feelings for the yellow-skinned pizza boy.

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Meanwhile, the said yellow-skinned pizza boy was having an existential crisis about the ex-hacker, torn between being his friend or something more… Elliot couldn’t do anything more than think of his short brown hair with his annoyingly cute burger hat, his pink glasses, the corrupted squares of the c00lgui scattered along his face and body, his red horns and tail from the c00lgui as well, his more chubby build, his button-up collared shirts and jeans, everything about him—Elliot couldn’t stop thinking about it.

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Because of this, Elliot started to.. well, start to be more of a suck-up to 007n7. He would greet the man every chance he got, he would help 007n7, again, any chance he got. Although, 007n7 didn’t mind at all. Not one bit. He saw this as an opportunity to get closer to him, only deepening his feelings for the pizza boy.

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Chapter name : spirals in my head.

It was a mysterious, dark night, with nothing but the rare chirp of crickets, and Elliot was sitting down at the dock, his shoes by his side, and his feet engulfed in the freezing yet comforting water, occasionally letting out a shudder here and there. He exhaled, enjoying the feeling.

He let his thoughts wander as he gazed into the rising Moon, feeling the wind start to pick up as he continued a good portion of his night there. It was quite calming, after all.

He soon then creeped back up into the survivor cabins, gently closing his bedroom door behind him and collapsing onto his bed, shifting onto his side with a yawn, quickly falling asleep.

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As he fell asleep, his dreams started to replay the scenarios of a couple weeks ago when he would snap at 007n7 and started to shift around in his sleep, feeling tremendously guilty and started to tear up a bit, shaking himself awake as he started to silently sob to himself, his thoughts quickly spiraling. ‘He never deserves someone as moody and snappy as me.. how can all the others like me so much, especially Chance and 007n7. HOW CAN ANYBODY LIKE ME? HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN THE STAR EMPLOYEE AT THAT STUPID PIZZERIA?’. He gripped his own hair harshly, ripping bits out as he harshly gripped it.

“I’m so outrageous… nobody likes an extreme person.”, he muttered to himself, sitting up and scooting near the edge of his bed with the nightstand near it. He opened up the first drawer and shuffled his hand around until he felt a small jewelry box, opening it and removing the plush, revealing a set of small blades. He took a sharp inhale in, taking one of the blades out and shakily setting it to his skin. Was he seriously gonna do this again..?, was all that his mind said. He finally decided he was, after all, he deserves it.

He pressed the cool blade to his skin, dragging it along the skin multiple times, leaving dripping deep red lines across his skin, as his breath hitched constantly and let out silent sobs.

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He was about to continue on to his other arm, before he heard a quiet knock at his door and flinched. Oh shit, somebody must’ve heard him--nobody stays up this la—.

His thoughts were violently interrupted as said somebody opened the door and turned on the light, catching Elliot in the act. That’s when he had to find out the hard way, that somebody was 007n7. Elliot tilted his head downwards and continued to sob, not even processing that 007n7 had picked him up and sat him down on the bathroom counter gently.

“Hey, hey, Elliot… it’s fine, Elli, I’m here.”, 007n7 cooed reassuringly to him, pushing his hair out of his face gently and wiping his tears with a soft tissue, and gently caressed his face with his thumb, leaning in softly. “May I..?”, 007n7 asked gently with Elliot responding with a nod, which then prompted 007n7 to lightly pepper kisses all over Elliot’s face, while whispering things such as, “I’m not mad, okay..?”, “It’s not your fault.”, and “Your perfect, Elli..”, which only caused Elliot to sob more.

After a moment later, with a calmer Elliot, and a more serious 007n7, 007n7 started to clean the cuts, after so, gently wrapping them in bandages, and confiscating Elliot’s blades from him. Elliot just couldn’t grasp why the man was so gracious to him, but paid no mind to it.

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Elliot eventually dozed off with his head in 007n7’s lap, his breathing even and steady with a few snores here and there.

But as 007n7 watched Elliot sleep, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy and worried, anxiety bubbling in his gut as he gazed out to the shining stars outside above them.

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Chapter name : fondness.

The waves were crashing softly against the dock, the wind gentle and cool, and a cigarette against Elliot’s fingers on his bandaged arm. He lifted the cigarette against his lips, inhaling the smoke for a few seconds before blowing it directly back out of his mouth. Smoking wasn’t really his thing unless things got too much. Elliot sighed as he heard a door open, assuming it was Chance coming out for a smoke as well. And, just as he predicted, there was Chance. Chance just simply looked Elliot up and down, and sighed themselves. “Rough day..?”, to which Elliot simply just nodded and took another inhale of smoke, before dropping his cigarette and crushing it with his converse, picking up a nearby Monster can that was his and nodded to Chance, before taking a sip and heading inside.

Upon entering, Two Time perked their head up at Elliot, scrunching their face up. “You smell like smoke… and not in a good way, my dearest pizza boy friend…”. Elliot just rolled his eyes and scoffed, “Thanks a LOT, Two Time..”, he scoffed once more under his breath and went back up to his room, still sipping his Monster, wincing as he saw 007n7 waving at him, taking a shaky breath, but waving back himself. 007n7 glanced at his Monster and sighed at him. “You do realize those are extremely bad for your health, right…?” Elliot just snorted at him, “Yeah, yeah, have you ever even tried one…?” 007n7 went silent for a moment before shaking his head. “Exactly. Here, try a sip.”, Elliot said, offering the can towards him. Which, 007n7 took it and took a sip, which made Elliot kind of giddy, because he considered it an indirect kiss. “Y’know 007… that was just considered an indirect kiss..” Elliot giggled. In response, 007n7 just raised his eyebrows and smirked. “I can give you a direct kiss if that’s really what you want…” Elliot’s face immediately turned bright red as he snatched the can from 007n7 and tilted his head down to cover his face. But to 007n7, this was the most attractive sight of Elliot to him. Elliot just mumbled something about needing to meet Chance somewhere, and it wasn’t a complete lie. He DID need to continue an earlier talk with Chance, but it wasn’t extremely important. 007n7 just nodded and giggled to himself as Elliot scampered off.

Once Elliot went back to Chance at the dock, he had calmed down, and was chatting about a different topic, his family history. He explained to Chance about how he had a surrogate mother that sometime eventually passed away, and how he didn’t even find out until years later. Chance listened to Elliot’s ranting and responded with their own rants.

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Secretly though, 007n7 was watching through the window, feeling jealous. He couldn’t help it… he was just so attached to him already. He just sighed to himself and went to go talk to Two Time, who he didn’t really like talking to, but he managed. Him and Two Time started to talk, mostly about simple things such as food preferences and why they do or don’t prefer that food.

Later on though, 007n7 stole Elliot from Chance and was cuddling him in his room. Elliot was softly giggling the whole time while situated on his lap, unconsciously getting closer to the warmth radiating off of him. 007n7 started to lightly pepper kisses on his head and face, enjoying the small tint of pink that appeared on his face.

To be quite honest with you, 007n7 always had a fondness for Elliot, even during the past. He always found himself admiring him and wishing he was closer with him. And here he was, cradling him and peppering him with kisses. It was a dream come true honestly for 007n7.

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Speaking of dreams, 007n7 thought back to the time he used to work with Elliot. Before he had went off to college and started working on his c00lgui. He remembered the rush of the customers daily, the other employee’s who would never show up, the chats and conversations they had. The friendship they had… before he resigned and ruined it all. When he resigned, he lost all contact with Elliot. And 007n7 doesn’t know this, but when Elliot finally found out 007n7 resigned, he fell into a depression from losing his only other coworker and friend. And then, when they saw each other again… well, y’know how that goes up until now. Shock, denial, rivalry, confusion, and finally, friends again…

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Elliot’s depression during that time was so bad, most of the people that came around him or interacted with him could tell. His poor hygiene, the scars on his body… his dropping mood, the eye bags, and much more things I could name but I am not going to.

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After he got used to being alone again, his mood lifted again, or so, he thought. He did take better care of himself for the most part.

007n7 was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts by a sudden snore coming out of Elliot’s mouth. Ah, he had fallen asleep on 007n7’s lap again. Although, he didn’t mind it, since it was becoming quite normal for the pizza boy to fall asleep on his lap. 007n7 just smiled to himself and pulled a blanket over Elliot, gently shifting to be laying on his back, and starting to fall asleep himself.

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Chapter name : confessions under a moonlit sky.

Elliot was sitting out on the dock during the nighttime, his Converse beside him and his feet in the freezing water, his feet slightly going numb as he spaced out, his thoughts wandering. It was quite a nice night, really. The moon was bright and full, the wind was gently blowing the tree’s leaves and his hair, and the waves were slow and calm. Almost as if they were planned. Elliot let out a soft sigh, shifting slightly as he kicked his feet in the water, earning a little splash as a sort of reward. Elliot smiled to himself for the first time in what felt like ages. But he was finally at peace now, his mood quiet and relaxed. He sighed to himself as the door to the dock opened, wondering if it was Chance or 007n7. His question was quickly answered as 007n7 walked up to him, sitting beside him, letting a breath out to himself. 007n7 was feeling terribly anxious, but he needed to talk with Elliot. He let out another shaky breath, preparing himself to speak. Elliot was just watching him with a puzzled expression and a raised eyebrow, wondering to himself what in the world was wrong with 007n7. Meanwhile, 007n7 was panicking internally, unsure whether or not he wanted to be vague or not. He decided against being vague and finally started to speak.

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“Elliot.” 007n7 started. “Yes, 007?”, Elliot smiled over at him. That smile… it made 007n7’s heart skip a beat. 007n7 shakily cleared his throat, continuing on, “Elliot.” he repeated, “I have something to confess to you.” Elliot’s smile faltered for a moment before quickly returning again. “Yes…? Go on now.” “I… I’ve had feelings for you for quite a while now… and I still do. At first, I assumed it was just because we were great friends… I was puzzled, greatly. But after pondering on the thought for a while, I realized it was not just because we were great friends. I had feelings for you. It took me this long to find out, but I don’t mind. So, Elliot, I like you, more than a friend…” Elliot’s breath stopped as 007n7 spoke, pinching himself to see if it was just a dream or not. The pinch made his skin crawl, a burst of pain happening before he finally released his skin. Elliot nervously gulped, fidgeting with his hands as he started to speak, “I… uhm… I- I have feelings for you too, 007n7…” Elliot flushed out of embarrassment at how short and vague his response was compared to 007n7’s confession. He shakily let out a breath out, scooting closer to 007n7 and wrapping his arms around the chubbier man. 007n7 hummed happily, wrapping his arms around Elliot as well. Elliot scooted even closer, their thighs now touching.

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Elliot’s breath ghosted over 007n7’s face, his breaths heavy and labored. “Can I kiss you…?” Elliot asked gently, his voice soft and gentle. 007n7 nodded quickly, “Yes! Yes, go ahead, please…” Elliot smirked to himself hearing 007n7 was so desperate just from Elliot asking for a kiss. Elliot then leaned in, kissing 007n7 slowly and carefully, causing 007n7 to whimper a bit. The kiss was careful, slow, coordinated, and elegant, and they were both loving every second of it. A couple of moments later, the two separated, a line of salvia connecting the two before it snapped and now dribbled down their chins. Elliot giggled softly to himself, with 007n7 flushed a deep red on his face, which only made Elliot giggle more. 007n7 pouted, covering his red face with a huff. Elliot tsked, “No… remove your hands, pretty boy…” 007n7 only flushed more red at the pet name, but eventually uncovered his face. Elliot then shuffled around, straddling his hips with a smirk. He then started to pepper gentle kisses on his face. 007n7 let out the softest whine at this, which only motivated Elliot more. But, he wanted to ask first. “007… will you… join me in my room…? If you get what I mean…” As Elliot asked his question, 007n7’s hands immediately went to Elliot’s hips. “Please-“, was all that 007n7 could choke out. Elliot took the hint and nodded, shifting off of 007n7. He then grabbed his things and 007n7’s hand and went inside with him.

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As they got into Elliot’s room, he immediately got to work after closing and locking the door. Elliot crashed his lips against 007n7’s, gripping his hair and biting 007n7’s lips as an ask for entry, 007n7 immediately caved, parting his lips, and Elliot took the opportunity, slipping his tongue in and tangling it with 007n7’s. After a couple of minutes, they both pulled away reluctantly. Elliot leaned over 007n7, his breath tickling 007n7’s ear. “Do you wanna… maybe do it in my shower…? It’s much cleaner in there…” 007n7 nodded as Elliot removed his shirt and tossed it somewhere nearby, which made 007n7 do a double-take upon seeing his chiseled body. Elliot just smirked at him, going into his bathroom and starting up the faucet. 007n7 followed him in, closing the door behind him and examined Elliot’s upper body a little closer. His eyes racked over the scars all over his body, self-inflicted and non self-inflicted scars present on him. One particular one he noticed was his top surgery scars. He knew by now that Elliot was trans, so he didn’t think of him any differently. Once the water was suitable for the both of them, they both fully undressed, taking in each other’s bodies. Elliot was the first to step in, 007n7 following behind him, pulling back the shower curtain as he stepped in. The two spent their time in the shower scrubbing each other and making love.

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Over the course of a couple weeks later, everything was going smoothly between the two. The two didn’t have anymore freaky nights together, after forgetting to lock the door one time, so they were being civilized together, for now.

Although, Elliot did start to become distant after that, and 007n7 was confused, especially after everything between the two was going so well. Typical Elliot, confusing poor 007n7.

007n7 just assumed he’s having a bad week, maybe flashbacks of his past at the pizzeria. After all, he did overwork himself constantly and was used as a model.

Even though Elliot was being distant, he still hugged the picture of Elliot he had every night, imagining it was the real one.

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