*he puts a hand on your cheek, then he bites on his tongue drawing blood then slowly putting it into your mouth, then, tries to muffle the taste*

If something does happen, tell your creator to keep pushing through yknow? Don't let shit get to her head..

Cross: same goes for you Styx, keep thriving, don't let anyone stop you

Both: *looks at eachother* yeah..totally....*they hug you just in case*

Oh okay *he kisses you while walking you twords a bed*

Cross: jesus, not with the water works.....want a hug? Or something?

Oh...okay, kisses, or what kind?

Both: *they look at eachother then look back at you* fine.....just....

Me: if something goes wrong please..tell me
Cross: what he said...we arnt letting it end like this..

Hmmm, what do you wanna do? You need more blood

Love.....stop hurting yourself... *he heals the cut*

Both: we both know it's forced....tell the truth

Think that's our only option *he pulls outia knife*

No promises....(he knows he's gonna end up crying)

Cross: *stands up then walks over and puts a hand on your shoulder*

*I also stand up then put your hand on your other shoulder*

Cross and me: you promise?

So, how are you gonna get more blood?

Yknow, like, would give you some of my blood to make up for it...but I highly doubt you wanna do that

Cross: *it's starting to get to him* yeah...hopefully...

..coming from you, it makes me feel a bit better, but you could be lying, but...I believe you (mumbles) sadly..

But, are you light headed from losing all that blood?

This should help, with your stomach

I-I uugghh....*he sits back down in a bad mood*

Cross: huh, that really got to him...

*he starts to mumble to himself* what if I'm annoying her by constantly trying to fix this..

Here you go :] *it's some soup and crackers*

*he stops* what if that takes weeks from now!? And if she just gets over it herself then she won't understand, that I fucking care....*yells back*

Cross: *looks at you two*