AZURE POV.

…Two Time wasn’t normal. If "normal" was even a word to accurately describe the cult both them and Azure resided in. However, just somehow, Two Time single-handedly managed to surpass the cults strangeness merely with their own, making even the most intimidating individuals look like nothing but petite dogs. They weren’t necessarily overly strong or muscular, not even very tall…but downright disturbing to gaze at.

Two Time was heavily malnourished, their skin a sickly pale white. Their expression always remained uncannily the same, a wide, thin smile plastered across their lips. It never faltered, but strengthened depending on how intense their emotions were. They possessed dead, black eyes that seemed to never blink. With deep, large voids of pitch-black bags underneath them. Their hair was often scattered in many different directions, always unkept no matter how many times Azure brushed it for them. Two Time… closely looked like an analog horror monster.

In spite of all this? Azure loved them deeply. And in return, Two Time loved them too… twistingly, but it was true love.

Azure was the main caretaker for Two Time. Always keeping them at the peak of sanity. He often reminded them of their hygiene, cooked for them due to their underweight structure, even took care of them when they were sick. It was a wonder how the botanist genuinely felt affection towards… them.

Alas, Today was no different. Azure held Two Time tightly against his chest, running the tips of his fingers through their messy hair whilst they seemingly stared into nothingness. With the familiar unblinking glance that made anyone..well, but Azure— grimace.

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