it was so sudden.

last night, he'd fallen asleep in your arms, blissfully unaware of what was awaiting him when he would wake up to tomorrow.

when he had gone to bed last night, he had nothing on his head. when he woke up, he had sharp demon horns on his head.- did you glue these onto him? no, you were still peacefully asleep besides him. besides, he already tried pulling them off. should he try and cut these off via clippers? would that hurt? it probably would, but at least it'd be gone.

hopefully.

getting out of bed, he made his way to the kitchen and opening a drawer with clippers, then making his way to the bathroom.

bringing the clippers to his newly acquired horns, he attempted to clip on off, but it resisted. with a grunt, he forced the clippers through one horn, as a sharp pain went through his body. he attempted to muffle his yelp of pain, but it was to no avail. the now clipped in half horn was now secreting a inky blue substance, with the same sticky texture of blood. he felt sick.

and, no doubted you had woken by his yelp, startled and worried. "sae?" you opened the bathroom door, freezing up. what happened to him?

"..hi." he murmured out, ragged breathing, eyes glossed over with tears due to the pain he was experiencing.

sae wasn't a crier. he never was. he hasn't cried since at least when he was 5. yet this pain-- it was too much. it was like a scorching hot pain shooting through his body nonstop, and even he had his limits.