☆ metalocalypse 1x1

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          he sniffled, shutting up as his head hung low, hands over his face. if toki was so terrible, then why did skwisgaar love him? toki didn't get it. why did any of the band members hang with him if he was so horrible.. it was slowly clicking in toki's head. he was loved but.. he didn't know why. "..but whys? why do yous loves me? i don't understands." he said, closing his eyes, slightly leaning on skwisgaar.
                    "i just don'ts understands.." he said, clinging onto skwisgaar. he clung onto him as if he was clinging onto him for dear life. he refused to let go, just.. sitting there, in his lap, while his face was in the others shoulder. "toki ams.. sorrys for yellings.." he said, looking up at the other, sniffling. "toki ams so sorrys.." he said, afraid he'd be punished for yelling. it wasn't skwisgaars fault, though.. toki just.. wasn't mentally alright.

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

"oh, toki.. i loves you because you're YOU." skwisgaar thinks it's important to start
that, considering how much toki seems to wish he was skwisgaar. "i loves how much you likes
cats, and your stupids movies, and how reds you gets when i tease you.." he trails off, trying
to think of what else to say. as he starts whimpering that he's sorry for yelling the swede shakes
his head, rubbing circles into toki's back. "it ams your faults... you cans even yells more
if you want. i don't minds." sometime when all this was happening, he decided something;
he was going to talk to charles. about all of this. toki may not like it. hell, he may even hate him
for telling someone else. but he NEEDED to get help. professional help. more than what skwisgaar
could do for him.

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          he wrapped his arms around skwisgaar tightly, sniffling. "i loves you toos.. ands i don'ts wants to yell anymores.. tokis throat hurts.." he said, hiding his face in the others shoulder again.
                    oh yeah. toki was NOT going to like skwisgaar's plan. he won't hate skwisgaar.. but, he will feel a sense of betrayal. mordhaus did have one therapist, and that was, of course.. dr. john twinkletits. but.. toki didn't like talking to him, weirdly. maybe it's because he doesn't like talking about his feelings.. and the therapist usually forced him to talk about his feelings.
          everybody in the band KNEW toki needed help.. hell, everybody in the band needed help. toki just.. needed help quicker. and needed a lot more help. he looked up at skwisgaar, frowning. "ams yous sad from the insults.. that were in the books.." he asked, slightly dreading the answer. he knew skwisgaar was hurt by the insults. and he didn't know how he was going to get skwisgaar to forgive him for it..

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

skwisgaar slowly nods, not really wanting to admit that some of it DID hurt his
feelings. of course, it was all written before they started dating, but.. still.
"ja... some of it was a lot... but it ams not your faults, toki." the blonde fully
believed that. if he were in a better mental state, then perhaps things would've
been different. but he can't control things like that. "don't think i hates you
for thems, toki. i could nevers hate you." skwisgaar knew it was VERY important
to spell that out for his partner, in a way he couldn't misinterpret even if he tried.

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          he stared down, frowning. he looked ashamed in himself.. ashamed and saddened. ”so sorrys..” he muttered, leaning on skwisgaar. he loved skwisgaar. he adored him.. and he wishes he never wrote those nasty things.
                    he leaned up, giving soft, yet weak kisses to skwisgaar, he was still just.. trying to make him feel better. ”y-you ams the loves of my lifes.. the mans of m-my dreams.. i wants to get better for yous.. and for mes.. ands the bands..” he admitted, giving sad kisses to skwisgaars cheeks.

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

skwisgaar thinks for a moment as toki presses kisses all over his
face, trying to find a way to phrase what he wants to say.
"you ams wanting to get better, ja?" he asks, reaching out
and grabbing toki's hand. "try going to charles. tells him.
he cans help, toki." he pauses for a moment, leaning down
and kissing the brunette on his cheek. "i cans even comes withs
you, if you wants. but you haves to be the ones who ams telling him."
really, skwisgaar was so relieved that toki admitted to wanting get help.
this way, he doesn't have to go behind his back and make him upset. it
would've been for his own good, but.. still.

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          toki wrapped his arms around him tighter, whimpering. telling charles.. it.. scared toki.. toki didn’t know why it scared him. he thought for a second, trying to think rationally. it would help toki.. it would make him feel better.. being scared won’t help. toki needed to do this. he’d be strong for doing this.. he was strong enough talking to skwisgaar about this.
                    ”okays… i’ll do it’s. when do i do it’s?” he asked, staring up at his lover. he.. had a small spark in his eyes. did talking about all of this help him? it seemed like it did. he needed to get better. physically, emotionally and mentally.. for skwisgaar. and.. maybe his mother would be proud to see her son get better. though.. he doubted it.
          ”i gets betters for yous.. so we can be happys.. very happys.. i’m already happys withs you, but.. when i gets betters do you thinks everything will be happiers..?” he asked, staring up at his lover with big, pleading, yet loving and adoring eyes. god.. he adored skwisgaar.

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

skwisgaar nods, squeezing toki's hand. looking outside, he notices that the
sun has begun to rise. have they really been talking for so long...? he looks
back down at his boyfriend, smiling. "do yous wants to do it afters breakfast?"
as toki asks if skwisgaar thinks it'll help, he grins. "ja. just thinks abouts it, toki.
you'll be free from your parents. for goods. you'll... be happy with your life. i ams so
proud of you." it's a big thing to decide to finally reach put for help. no doubt,
toki will start to rethink once he actually has to TALK to a therapist. but.. the blonde
will be there with him. every step of the time. toki helped him during his own problems,
all the time. it's high time he did the same. he squeezes his hand one more time before
gently moving toki, standing. come on. let's go get some food."[/b]

[butt-head.]

          
                      TOKI WARTOOTH.
          

          he nodded, slowly inching his way to the edge of the bed, and shakily standing. he quickly made it to his wheelchair, which was surprising. it was the fastest hes ever made it to that thing since he got it.
                    he sat there as skwisgaar pushed him, staring down at his lap, thinking of everything that happened.. it felt like it happened so quick but, it happened in more than a couple of hours. he leaned back, looking up from the wheelchair and at skwisgaar. ”is.. anyones awakes?” he asked, looking around.
          the only one toki noticed who was awake was.. charles. and he was just making his morning coffee, he liked doing it himself, the klokateers could never do it right. toki quickly looked down, blinking.. he needed to eat, then just.. tell charles everything. it seemed easy but.. so hard at the same time.

          

[talkshow boy]

skwisgaar skwigelf

skwisgaar shrugs, looking around. "well, it ams pretty early. you woke me
up at like.. 6 am." skwisgaar pushes toki into the kitchen and begins
making himself something to eat, waving at charles as he greets them. he
yawns a bit, rubbing his eyes. hearing charles ask why they're up so early,
skwisgaar pauses for a moment before shrugging. "tokis woke me up.
couldn't fall back asleep." hey, he wasn't lying. that is technically
what happened.

charles offdensen

charles is standing in the kitchen, making himself a cup of coffee. he's always
up fairly early, as it gives him a bit of peace and quiet before he has to deal with
all the band's mischief. he loves them to death but.. they can get exhausting.
he closes his eyes, calmly sipping on his drink, reveling in the silence. the only noises
are coming from the various klokateers working. he opens his eyes, raising an eyebrow
as he hears something else. it sounded like.. toki and skwisgaar. sure enough, a few
moments later, the two of them walk into the kitchen. "ah, hello boys. you're up
awful early. any reason as to why?" he really hopes they don't need his help with anything
stupid yet. not this early yet. please, just let him keep his quiet mornings....