You had showed a monster kindess. And in return, he showed you a softer side of him.

You pacified the psycho in him, dimmed down his crazy. Calmed his raging mind's chatter with all of those voices telling him to do cruel, morbid things. To an extent.

And because of your attachment to each other, you decide to bring him along to an outing with your friends. They don't like him, though. Think he's odd. Digusting. A monster.

You give him a hug, squeezing him tightly, and he doesn't hesitate to hug you back. The look in his eyes as he looks down at you is undeniably softer.

One of your friend scoffs. "Uh... Is it safe to get that close to him?"