Never had you expected to fall in love with a cultist like them.. they were odd.. weird.. but they were just so lovely with you...

Even if people tried to point out red flags that they spotted within them, you ignored it.. because those red flags just seemed to disappear when they were around you. You loved them. After all, they were so sweet to you it was lovely..

it was the late nights.. the moons' soft and dim appearance able to see from the window, not a sound, but the soft crickets chirping there was no stars laced upon in the black canvas of the sky.. only the moon to shine..

You sat in bed with your beloved Two Time, cleaning the open scars on their arms, being careful not to hurt them.. when you heard soft sniffling and hiccups coming from them. You looked over and saw them silently crying their free hand, trying desperately trying to wipe the tears away. You reached out for them, offering comfort, but they turned it away, pushing you away no anger in the push.

"No, no.. it's.. It's fine.. it just happens sometimes.." they mumbled, wiping their tears waiting for you to bandage their wounds.