LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID TO ME! LOOK AT WHAT YOU MADE OF ME!

i don’t sleep at night.

there is no greater grief than that of a brother.

“ . . . am I a bad person , louis ? “ he mumbles , tense in his grasp . he shook slightly , as if he were trying not to cry .

“ I was just . . . thinking , I suppose . “ he says softly , sighing . he presses his face to his back , as if he were embarrassed to even ask .

eyes widened , as he held up a knife . “ who are you ? “

blinking . . . slowly kneeling . “ . . . drop it . . . “

he steps forward , promptly taking the body’s arm and cutting it off . he holds it out . “ here . you can have this part . “

“ . . . I was just . . . thinking about the things I’ve done and said . . . it makes me feel horrible . “ he says quietly , almost seeming embarrassed to admit it .

jaw dropping , hiro stammers softly . he grabs the body , trying to pull it towards himself . “ c’mon . . . let me have it , good boy — “

he gently tugs at it , trying to back away .

he sighs , cutting off the foot next . “ come on , I just need the major arteries . “ he says , tossing it the foot to it .

i get mean when i'm nervous, like a bad dog.

grabbing the body , pulling to take it . . . maybe he should call louis .

stopping , holding up one finger . “ no . stay . “

he is just like me fr

sitting outside , watching the snow fall :)

face lighting up , smiling as he opens it up .

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