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Fwhip was just peaking through his tunnels around Tumble Town when he saw Jimmy. He was sitting in a room. He seemed to be…hitting something? Fwhip didn’t know and he was curious man so he left his tunnels and went to the door of Jimmy’s house.
‘Is Jimmy hitting himself…?’ Fwhip questioned for a moment before walking in. Jimmy didn’t even look at him seemingly zoned out. “Hey Jimmy. Are you- are you hitting yourself?” It was clear he was or at least Fwhip thought it was until Jimmy responded “sure let’s go with that” Fwhip voiced his confusion while looking closer at Jimmy. “What does- ARE YOU STABBING YOURSELF!?” Fwhip noticed the dagger in Jimmy’s hand and the blood spewing out of his arm.
Jimmy snapped out of his trance. “Wha- nononono Fwhip you’re-you’re not supposed to be here, you- you I- Let me- no No NO wh- why are you here.” Jimmy sobbed out, more tears falling then there already were.
Jimmy’s voice panicked as he continued rambling making frantic movements, stabbing the knife back in his arm before digging his nailed in his arms moving them to pull his own hair after blood drew. Fwhip slowly walked toward Jimmy pulling the knife out of his arm carefully, then setting it on a nearby table. He grabbed Jimmy’s bloodied hands from his hair, holding them while looking in His eyes. “Hey, hey you’re ok, it’s alright, do you wanna tell me what happened?” Jimmy just cried lowering his head, mumbling something about stupid Watchers? He looked back up, looking Fwhip in his eyes. His voice was a bit clearer as he said “I’m- I’m sorry, y-you can leave, I can take care of my-myself, please j-jUst leave. It’ll be ok, I’ll-I’ll fix it, you- did you need some-something? Of course he need something why else would he be here dumbass!” He kicked himself” What do you need? I-I’ll help!C’mon let’s-let’s go.” Jimmy went to stand up but Fwhip stoped him, gently pushing him back down. “I don’t need anything I just came to check on you, and I’m glad I did. Where’s your first aid kit?” Fwhip reassured him rubbing his thumbs against the larger’s hand. “In the- in the cabinet in the bathroom, bu-but I can do it myself!” Jimmy tried, convinced he was inconveniencing Fwhip and he should fix it himself. “I know you can sheriff, but I wanna do it for you.” Fwhip said voice fading slightly as he grabbed the first aid kit.
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“Why” Fwhip’s heart broke at that single word, Jimmy sounded so broken. Tears escaped Fwhip’s eyes, he hadn’t even noticed. “Because I love you, I know you don’t love me back but, I love you and would do anything to make you feel better. You name it, I’ll do it.” Fwhip looked Jimmy in his eyes, while saying it, anyone could see how much he meant it. Jimmy cried more letting Fwhip take care of him. They sat in silence as Fwhip tried to stop the bleeding and put bandages on it. At one point he explain he would put some cream on it once it stoped bleeding completely.
When he was done bandaging the wounds, he picked Jimmy up bridal style and took him to bed. Jimmy hugged him tightly, shoving his face in the crook of the shorter’s neck. Fwhip felt Jimmy’s tears on his neck but decided not to mention it. Jimmy lifted his head once they made it Jimmy’s room “you really love me, you took care of me, you didn’t get mad or-or judge me, you- you do so much for me and I’m just rude to you! I-I Tried To Kill You! Why don’t you hate me?! You should hate my guts by now! You should want to kill me or-or I don’t know, not lo-love me!” He sobbed out. It hurt Jimmy that Fwhip was being so nice. It hurt Fwhip Jimmy thinks he shouldn’t be. “You helped me first.” Fwhip refused to make eye contact embarrassed over the confession. “How?” Jimmy’s voice cracked. Fwhip looked down meeting the younger’s eyes. “You were there at the beginning of Gobland, it wouldn’t even be half of what it is without you. You helped get materials, you inspired builds. You helped build, you did a lot more than you think.” He whispered, wiping the blondes tears and Laying him down.
They stayed like this for the rest of the night. Crying in each other’s arms as they drifted off to sleep. Mumbled thank you’s and I love you’s, heard through sobbing. They’d clean up the mess of blood later for now all they needed was each other.