To pay off your Debt.

by Noahmowaowa

Summary:

Mafioso had one job. Kill Mr. builder.

That's what he was supposed to do but here he was...driving the same man to his mansion to pick up his..."daughter."

What an asshole.

Chapter 1: Payment

Mafioso held Mr. Builder by the neck. A popular figure in the food industry and an asshole of a father. 6 years of constant excuses. “I’ll pay it later!” or “Maybe some other time! I’m fairly busy right now.” Mafioso only allowed it to continue for Eunoia had ordered him to give the man some time but it started to get out of hand once it hit 6 years and still no pay. Even after they’ve noticed how he’d been saved from bankruptcy and even after he’s made billions upon billions of dollars and he still didn’t want to pay up.

So…Now he had the target right where he wanted him. In his hands, ready to snap his neck and kill the guy for stalling for so long. “Are you ready to rage quit?” Mafioso asked, his hand ready to snap the targerts neck before Mr. builder yelled in desperation.

“WAIT! WAIT PLEASE!...I-I’M SORRY GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE!!! I CAN GIVE YOU SOMETHING THAT ISNT CASH. SOMETHING BETTER!” Mr. builder yelled as he struggled to breathe. His face red and slightly purple from the lack of air.

“Sorry Mr. You aren’t in the position of convincing or bribing your way out of this.” Mafioso’s grip tightened. His fedora obscuring the top half of his face. Only noticeable feature on him was his mouth and the white bunny ears from under his hat but you could tell he was very much angry.

 

“I- *gasp* T-thought you’d say that…B-but please hear me out! I-I have a daughter and I’d like for you to meet her, You can even keep her!” Builder spoke with a weak and trembling tone. He grasped Mafioso’s arm tightly pleading to let go.

“No thanks. I don’t want your 5 year old daughter.” Mafioso slightly looked disgusted how greed made this man want to give up his daughter to a man triple her age.

“N-No!! I-I meant my eldest daughter. Elliot!” He struggled slightly still gasping for air.

“…Elliot?...Elliot Matteo Builderman. I’m not sure if you’re thinking properly. Maybe I should end your suffering and not waste my time.” Mafioso’s hand added more pressure before Mr. Builder coughed and pleaded again.

“N-NO!! S-she isn’t a guy! She’s pretending y-you know how kids are!! Haha-…I-It’s Elliot Rose Builder. She changed it without consulting me! *cough*” He explained before Mafioso loosened his grip a little.

“Explain.” The big guy muttered urging his target to speak.

“E-Elliot, She c-can cook! She’s a really good cook, very nice and thoughtful. L-Lovely woman. She’s in her mid-20’s and she’s at home right now! I-I’m sure a big guy like you would want a wife right?” Mr. Builder smiled weakly as he tried his best to convince the man infront of him as best he could.

“I’m not interested in dating anyone.”

“Yes but what if you could!”

They both stayed silent. Mafioso thought about the possibility of having a romantic relationship towards another but He would rather find that love personally than have a wife given to him in order to pay off debts.

…Elliot was cute though and had really pretty hair so he sighed and let go of the target then dusted his hands before proceeding to stare at the coughing and wheezing man on the ground. He stared until the man was able to get up again and hold on to Mafioso for support before he took a big gasp and brought back that positive and optimistic façade. It made Mafioso sick.

 

“Any who! Now that we have things settled may I get a lift to my home and grab you your new partner!” Mr. Builder smiled. Why was he so happy to just give his kid away…

“oh-…Uh sure?”

“Great! Where’s your car?” Mafioso stared at the guy. He felt embarrassed that this mans kids had this moron for a father.

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Elliot shuffled the uno deck before passing 8 cards to his sister and 8 cards for himself.

“Okay Mia remember, You place the color card down when you need too. This game is about strategy and I want you to win against everyone at your school” Elliot exclaimed proudly before placing a random card down and starting the game.

“Yeah yeah I know! I’ll beat you this time I swear!!” Mia placed a card down before Elliot placed his. He didn’t even need to look at his deck and he knew he was going to win again.

“uhuh yeah…You’ll win for sure!” Elliot smiled but it was more like a fake smile he used to use for his dad’s customers. He loved the customers, but his mood usually soured when his dad was around.

Mia smiled as she went to grab a card and the bedroom door burst open with Mr. builder placing 7 cardboard boxes and a huge luggage in Elliots room and carelessly placed everything Elliot owned inside.

“w-huh?- Dad?! W-what the hell are you doing?” Elliot got up. Dropping the cards in the process as he watched his dad just shove his stuff in one box and carelessly shove Elliot’s clothes in the suitcases.

“Sorry Elliot but you’ll be living with someone else!”

“…what.”

“Yeah! You’ll be going with your new boyfriend! It’s about time you got yourself married and moved out of the house you know!” Mr. Builder closed the suitcase then took most of what was on Elliot’s desk and just slide it inside a box.

“WHAT. Why didn’t y’know…ASK ME if I wanted to get married???” Elliot tried to talk his dad but his dad had the time of his life throwing Elliot’s stuff like it was nothing.

“Nonsense! You don’t have authority until I’m dead and with my authority I made you get married to a very handsome man! Maybe that’ll make you go back to your senses and not be a man anymore!”

“…what the fuck.” Elliot muttered as he glanced at Mia who looked just as confused as he was.

“Go get yourself to look nice! GO GO GO!!!” He pushed Elliot to the bathroom and threw him the work uniform he was supposed to wear tomorrow. He didn’t bother making Elliot look good, Just…presentable.

Elliot followed his dad’s orders and didn’t question further, He heard his stuff shuffling outside and tape screeching as it sealed his box of items and belongings. By the time he left the bathroom he saw everything he owned now in separate boxes and any decoration in his room was now gone as well. It was like Elliot was never here…

“Dad what the fuck do you think your doing?!” Elliot faced his dad who threw him his luggage. Elliot did a small ‘oof!’ due to the heavy duffle bag of his clothes and electronics.

“C’mon! We can’t leave your new husband waiting!!” Mr. builder sounded almost panicked. Elliot glanced around and didn’t see Mia.

“w-wait, Am I going to really leave without saying goodbye to mia???”

“Pretty much, Now let’s go.” Mr. builder dragged Elliot by the arm downstairs and to the front door where all his other stuff sat still and motionless in the night. Elliot was practically thrown out and he stumbled slightly before the door behind him slammed shut.

“DAD YOU CAN’T BE SERIOUS.” Elliot yelled through the huge doors but the sound fell on deaf ears.

“DAD!” Elliot yelled again, Louder this time. His soft and gentle voice straining from the pitch. The portch lights turned off signaling Elliot was no longer allowed inside.

“Son of a bitch.” He cursed under his breath then jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see…A very tall and scary man.

Elliot was sold to a murderer…GOD DAMN IT.

“…Hi-…Mr…uhm…” Elliot tried to smiled but his nervousness was evident.

“Mafioso. You’re Elliot correct?” Mafioso asked, his rabit ear twitching a little.

“U-uhm yeah-…Yeah I’m Elliot…A-are you-…”

“Yes. I apologize for your father. He wanted to pay his debt without having to spend a single dime. You were his payment.” Mafioso turned to pick up two boxes stacked together on the mansion’s porch then proceeded to place the boxes on the back in the car.

“…WHAT.” Elliot looked dumbfounded. He never thought the day would come where his father would sell him just to get out of debt. Knowing the man he was a horrible father but a decent man.

“S-so your telling me I’m your property now?”

“I wouldn’t say property. More like we are sort of dating.” Mafioso replied before grabbing another set of boxes.

“THAT’S CRAZY. No way in hell I’m going to go a-and be someone I don’t even know’s boyfriend just because my dad said so!” Elliot tried to retaliate but most of his stuff was already in the car.

“A deals a deal. You live with me now and your father gets to keep his life. Trust me I am as unpleased about this decision as you are but he promised you as payment. I don’t decide the rules.” Mafioso gently took Elliot’s duffle bag (That was still clenched in his arms) away and placed it in the back before closing the trunk.

“Now get in before it gets cold. You’ll be given your own separate room until you are comfortable enough to share a room with me.” Mafioso took off his black coat that had huge and fluffy fur around the collar and placed it around Elliot’s shoulders.

“Your father didn’t even care enough to give you a jacket. Just had to plaster his business on to you before he sent you away. Typical for greedy men.” The made man commented before he walked over to the passenger door and opened it for Elliot. The man was too stunned to speak. He didn’t think this huge guy would be so gentle…

Elliot reluctantly got in, He didn’t want to freeze to death and if this guy was after his dad for debts then maybe he shouldn’t really anger this man…He was big enough to crush Elliot to dust.

Elliot got into the passenger seat. He got himself comfortable in the leather seat…Well not fully leather since it had a fluffy seat cover. The man had a collection of bunny figures and plushies of bunny’s and rabbits.

This was actually really cute to see. This big scary buff guy who’s taking him away had these cute decors in his car, pretty ironic actually.

As Elliot reached to go and pet the plush bunny Mafioso opened the driver seat’s door which caused Elliot to flinch.

“Make yourself comfortable.” Mafioso spoke, Taking his fedora off to reveal his messy fluffy hair and the bunny ears that were atop his head. He seemed even bigger in the car and the leather on the seat screeched a big from his weight.

“..u-uh…Sure?” Elliot tilted his head a little before leaning against the seat. He watched as he was driven away from the house he once used to live and caught a glimpse of his dad looking out the 3rd story window before quickly pulling the blinds back down once he noticed Elliot looking at him.

That just made him hate his dad more.

Elliot sighed and reached for his phone from his pocket. He opened it and just started to scroll. He didn’t want to start any conversations out of fear and nervousness on what the man would eventually do to him. He glanced up from his phone to the guy before he shrunk down once the man glanced back at him.

The ride was silent with the sound of the radio blasting some song then came on the…Builder bro’s add. Elliot tensed and noticing this Mafioso turned the radio off.

“W-oh” Elliot stared at the guy confused. “Why’d you turn it off? I-I was fine listening to it you didn’t have too turn it off f-for me!..” Elliot smiled nervously whilst the man stayed silent.

Elliot took note of the silence the man gave him to shut up. He sat there tense again then the sound close to a beep rang in the car followed by a feminine robotic voice.

“Mafioso. How’s Mr. Builder, I assume he’s payed his debt no?” The voice spoke out from a walkie talkie that was strapped to the inside on the coat.

Mafioso reached his hand towards Elliot who stared confused for a moment.

“The walkie.” Mafioso glanced at the blonde before Elliot smiled in embarrassment.

“O-oh?...OH! R-right!-..” Elliot pulled the walkie out and handed it to Mafioso.

Mafioso took it without another word and held it up to his mouth.

“He’s payed his debt boss…But unfortunately he didn’t really pay in what was expected.” He spoke. A small sense of frustration in his voice.

“If not cash what did he pay with?” The woman asked.

“His son.”

The silence was so loud. It was frightening.

“Excuse me?” She replied sounding confused and shocked.

“Yes boss. He paid us with his with his own child. The one named Elliot to be exact.” Mafioso replied.

The woman audibly groaned and then spoke. “Ugh…You’re joking? He’s a Billionaire and instead of giving us out cash that wouldn’t make a dent in his profits he chooses to give us something he can’t replace. Elliot’s the one that works there right? The delivery guy and cashier who delivers to us and takes our order because A. the staff are too weirded out and scared by our staff and B. he’s the only one willing to deliver to the other side of the city and still make it on time. Props to him for doing such a great job. Hope he has the 300 dollar tip I give him every time he delivers.”

“…that was for me?” Elliot muttered and slouched even more then covered his face with his hands and made a quiet whine which caused Mafioso to smile in amusement.

“Is he with you?” The woman asked.

“Yes, Boss. He’s with me.” Mafioso replied back while he continued to drive.

“Tell the boy I said Hi! Ask him what he likes so we can get him as comfortable as possible, He deserves it for practically carrying his father behind his back!!” The woman’s excitement was noticeable which made Elliot confused but still slightly nervous.

“Understood.” Mafioso spoke professionally before he placed the walkie down. This was going to take about an hour or two since if these people were the same people Elliot would constantly deliver too weekly, then this would be an hour or two away.

The car was silent again then Mafioso coughed. “So…What’s your favorite color?” He asked trying to start questioning.

Elliot stayed silent for a moment. Still slouched but then fixed his posture. “I-I would say Blue or Red but…I personally really like Orange…” Elliot’s hands trembled slightly while he stared out the window.

“Orange? That’s a pretty color.” He responded. The air was filled with how awkward they two were and it was a little funny to see this huge bunny guy struggle with small talk.

“Yeah i-it is!” Elliot tensed slightly a little less. He turned his phone off and directly looked at Mafioso. “W-what’s yours?” Elliot’s voice trembling slightly.

“I fancy the color white and red. It may not be evident since I mostly wear black most of the time.” Mafioso chuckled and Elliot huffed softly. A small laugh if you could call it that.

The rest of the car ride stopped being silent. Elliot was being asked things about him and what He liked! FINALLY!!

Even if Mafioso was told to ask questions he never expected this guy to continue asking even if the essential questions like “What’s your favorite color” and “What’s your interests and talents?” Mafioso took his time to get to know the Elliot and that meant so much to him. Nobody has asked him about his talents and hobbies and preferences…It made him feel a little more special.

The conversation continued and it was actually pretty decent. The guy was still scary as hell but this didn’t matter since this guy was practically going to be his like-…New roommate? Housemate? Person who now legally owns him because of his asshole money hungry father?...Big guy…yeah Big guy fits a lot.

After the ride and pulling up into this HUGE mansion with rows of roses and flowers at the front and soft lighting on its porch. It was beautiful to say the least!

Elliot was then introduced to Mafioso’s Boss then crew and then finally…Elliot’s bedroom. It was spacious and cozy, It had its own fireplace and a master bathroom, Since he was now under the protection of the mafia it meant he was going to probably be treated with care…probably…???

Elliot sat down on the soft bed, he felt along the furry and comforting blanket under him. He’s never lived this comfortable despite being a nepo-baby. If you asked him he didn’t really feel like a nepo-baby.

“Alright boss, That’s all the boxes” One of Mafioso’s workers tilted his hat before being waved off to leave to give their new guest some privacy.

“Good job. Now…Elliot.” Mafioso turned to face the not really pizza place employee directly.

“Make yourself at home. Get some rest now and unpack your things tomorrow. Goodnight.” And with that, he left without another word.

Elliot stared and just stayed silent. He didn’t want to add anything and just wanted to enjoy his silence. For the first time…He didn’t hear a voice telling him to do a night shift to cover one of his sick co-workers, the sound of co-workers talking while he handled register by himself. He didn’t even know he had a reputation to uphold since he was apparently the companies Mascot…for some reason…

It made Elliot smile slightly.

Chapter 2: The morning after.

Summary:

Elliot slept like a baby but that was ruined by when Elliot gets spam text and phone calls from his dad. He groans awake and gets ready for work.

Notes:

lelelelele

One new message!

Elliot groaned at the sound of his phone buzzing over and over with texts and phone calls. It constantly rang throughout the dark and cold room that made it hard for Elliot to sleep. He tossed and turned trying to ignore the constant buzzing till he had enough and threw his pillow at one of the many boxes scattered throughout the space.

Elliot turned to pick up his phone to only yelp and drop it. He forgot to turn his brightness down last night and his eyes stung like hell. He blinked a couple of times before his eyes adjusted to the light and he checked his phone again.

He unlocked his phone and started to scroll through his notifications and was slightly surprised to see…His father. What did this guy want now?

Elliot sighed and looked through the messages. It mostly consisted of his dad telling him to keep the big guy happy and that he had a shift since the place was understaffed and needed a helping hand and knowing his son who loves working for some odd reason.

Elliot groaned and just replied with ‘I’ll be there.’ And sat in the bed for a couple minutes longer before kicking the bed sheets off himself and placed his phone back on the nightstand before getting up and heading towards the bathroom. He closed the door behind him gently and went to look at himself in the mirror. He noticed his curly blonde hair still tied in a low ponytail which caused his hair to tangle and make it near impossible for him to take it out withought pulling his own hair out or cutting the tie.

He tried tugging on the tie to see if it’ll budge but it didn’t. He didn’t feel like loosing hair and so he looked around for scissors only to find a razor usually used by barbers. It was sharp enough to shave hair and possibly cut through things.

Elliot grabbed the razor and reached behind him, He figured out where the tie was using his hand and then proceeded to cut the tie clean off with the razor. He dropped the razor into the sink and started pulling on the tie to throw it in the trash.

He pulled hard since it wouldn’t budge but he got the tie free with a sharp pain that followed. He looked at the tie now in his hand which had multiple stands of his hair wrapped around the tie. He was going to loose hair after all. He continued to stare before he glanced at the mirror. He stood there staring for a good moment. He wore a blue T-shirt and his hair now free and partially covering his face.

He was silent. He lifted his hand to push his hair back and before staring at his face. He counted his freckles. One…two…three…

There were too many to count but the feeling of failure stuck. Why was he here…Did he not do enough? Make his father proud enough? Was it because he wanted to be a boy?...

He stared at his reflection till it started to shift and made him uncomfortable. He stared at the mirror for a good while before till he started to undress.

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Elliot stepped out of the shower. He dried himself with a towel and the mirror notably covered by the blanket he used to sleep with. He would’ve brushed his hair but he didn’t bother looking through his stuff to find his hairbrush so he just dried it off and tied it into a ponytail again before leaving the bathroom to get dressed. He picked up his work uniform that he discarded last night.

He slipped into the usual baggy black pants, black long sleeved shirt and his iconic loose red 40 button down he always wore since he was always at the pizza place. It was like a second home to him since his own felt more like just a house than it was a home.

He looked around the multiple boxes to see if the sudden not really planned move by his father included his special bag that had a small crochet pizza slice keychain and multiple pins and keychains he thought were cute from family vacations.

Sure enough it was in one of the boxes near the bed. He picked it up and grabbed his headphones and phone (plus his wallet) and placed the smaller items in the back after he connected the headphones to his phone.

He pulled the headphones up before exiting the now somewhat messy bedroom and into the mansion’s long hallway. He tried to remember which way the stairs were before turning to where he remembered where the stairs were.

He quickly walked down the stairs and went towards the front door till he felt a hand tap on his shoulder which made him jump and turn. He stared at a curious robot-like woman who he came to know was Eunoia. She looked less intimidating than the big bunny guy but She still scared the shit out of him.

She pointed to her ears which took a moment for Elliot to realize she was telling him to pull his headphones down and he did as told too.

“Good you can hear me now!” She smiled gently at him. “Where do you think you’re going? You should be resting upstairs not going somewhere without us knowing. It’s dangerous to go outside alone Elliot.” Eunoia scolded as she still held Elliot’s shoulder firm yet still gentle.

“To…work?” Elliot shrugged while his hand instinctively started to fidget with the keychains to his side.

“Work?...” The robot woman looked even more confused. “Elliot you shouldn’t be working. Was it your dad who told you to attend or was it on your own accord?” She asked raising an eyebrow.

“My…” Elliot looked at the floor. He wasn’t sure if he should tell her or lie so she won’t get mad. His father told him to keep these people happy so if he told them the truth they’d get angry at his dad and he would fail the task his father gave him but what excuse would he give? What reasonable excuse would work on these people?

“The place was understaffed so I wanted to just…clock in and…cover the people who couldn’t show up to work…” Elliot spoke. Sure, this would work, He wasn’t really lying since his father told him that they were understaffed that day.

“And who exactly told you that you were understaffed?” Eunoia asked tilting her head.

Shit. Okay uhh Think Elliot. Who would be a good reason that wasn’t his dad…

“Mark!-…Yeah Mark my uhm-…coworker! He sent me a text asking me to go and I told him I’d go!” Elliot put on his most convincing tone which didn’t really convince the taller woman.

“Is that so?...Then you wouldn’t mind if you showed me evidence of such messages.” Her tone was a lot more serious, and Elliot started to shake. What was he supposed to say? ‘Sorry my phones dead!’ but then she’d say, ‘What are you listening to if your phone is dead?’ then he’d make another excuse then she’d ask more questions then that would spiral into the two bickering and Elliot doesn’t like confrontation when it’s directed at him. He’s alright confronting someone else but hates it when he’s sat down and asked questions like these.

“Elliot.” Eunoia’s voice cut through his thoughts. “I know you’re lying for your dad. I want you to know you don’t have to follow his orders anymore. You don’t live with him therefore you don’t have to listen to him. If he wants you at work since you’re understaffed you shouldn’t be obligated to go. It’s your choice, and besides you live with us now. We can support you financially and even spoil you if you wanted!” She smiled as she grabbed both his shoulders and stood behind him.

“Nobody gets mistreated here. If you’re hurt we make sure you’re good to go before sending you out again. You need to feed your family then we are willing to help. That’s the whole reason why I allow people to loan money. I help them as long as they do what they’re promised and you’re only promise to me was to not cause any trouble.” She added. Her voice robotic but motherly…It was a foreign feeling for him.

Elliot continued staring at the floor. His hands were cold and trembling out of nervousness. This didn’t go on without Eunoia noticing and she took action right away, she stepped in front of him once more and held his trembling hands.

“You shouldn’t have to fear us. We aren’t going to do anything to you. If it’ll make you feel better we can get the kitchen supplied with pizza ingredients so you can still make pizza’s here without endangering yourself outside since I know you were going to walk to the train station downtown and take the train and trust me that station doesn’t even go to the other side of the city so you would’ve wasted cash just buying a ticket.” She spoke with care and she waited till Elliot was grounded enough to respond.

“U-uhm…Yeah…Yeah I’ll uhm…-“ Elliot gulped down his own words. “I’d like that.” He finally got out with a weak smile which made Eunoia smile with delight.

“Fantastic! I’ll get Mafioso to instruct our men to fetch some supplies and while they do that, you just relax until the ingredients are ready so you can make us that delicious pizza bro’s pizza!” She continued to smile before she held Elliot by the hand and dragging him down the hall past multiple open rooms. It was a huge place after all.

They both walked until they reached a a wooden double doored room and Eunoia knocked politely on the fine wood before opening it ever so gently. “Mafioso! Are you in here luv? I need to you to do something for me!” She called. Her voice tender and gentle. Elliot looked around the huge and very well decorated room. Two black bunny ears perked up at the noise then followed a huge figure from behind the couch and a stretch.

“Oh! Sorry for disturbing your sleep Mafi, Hope you slept well!” She giggled as she walked in and Elliot followed behind hesitantly.

Mafioso grumbled and fully got up, His messy fur covering his eyes and his ears now lowered down. His large furry coat covering his lower body.

“Oh buddy, don’t worry you can go back to sleep after okay? I need you to tell the boys to go and buy Pizza ingredients for our new member here. He’ll be making us lunch for free” She reached up and gently patted his cheeks on both sides. The large man didn’t say another word except for ‘Excuse me.’ as he pushed pass the two.

“He…wakes up like that?” Elliot asked tilting his head a little with a curious smile.

“Yup! It takes a lot for him to wake up so he probably just fell asleep. He stays up all night even after I order him to sleep. He’s so stubborn sometimes but I love the guy!” She chuckled before ushering Elliot out and closing the door behind her. “Why don’t we have tea while we wait hm?” She continued to smile at him.

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Eunoia poured Elliot a cup of tea as she spoke. “Really? No wonder your dad called you a woman. I just thought maybe it was to make us believe you were one. What a jerk!” She spoke with a little more distain for the billionaire.

“Yeah…It’s been hard to look at him eye to eye ever since I came out. He’s been more distant towards me. I thought maybe if I worked hard enough he’d finally see me for who I am now and not who I used to be…” Elliot spoke while he gently scratched at the paint on the mug.

“Well Ells-…I hope I can call you that”

“Go ahead! I don’t mind.” Elliot chuckled softly as he drank his tea.

“Alright! Ell’s you won’t have to worry about making anyone proud around here-…Well maybe you will since you’ll be feeding us because my boys love the pizzas from your dad’s establishment but you won’t even feel the stress since you don’t have to worry about customer service!” She spoke enthusiastically. Elliot smiled nervously as he scratched a little harder on the mug.

“I’m sure you guys already have a cook right?” He asked with the same nervous smile.

“Oh? No not really! We just order take out all the time! Don’t have time to cook for ourselves unless its business y’know hehe!” She chuckled which made Elliot laugh nervously. We’ll how bad could it be? It’s just like working at that pizza place. It can’t be that bad!

As the two continued to speak a few of Eunoia’s boys walked in with multiple grocery bags from a local store.

“What’s up Ms. Eunoiaa!!” One of them called. Holding up a few bags in his hands and another nudged him.

“Dude keep it down, Mr. Mafioso is asleep if you wake him up you know what’ll happen!” He scolded and another one chimed in.

“Yeah poor Jerry. Dude was demoted to Mr. Mafioso’s rabbit nanny. Dude had to take care of Mafioso’s rabbits and bunnies and we still haven’t seen or heard the guy!”

“Boy’s he got fired.” Eunoia chimed in facing them all.

“Awh what!” One of the men whined in disappointment.

“Yup, Mafioso thought his brushing technique sucked so he got rid of the guy” She sipped her tea. Elliot sat there staring at all of them. What the fuck just happened because in a moment the room was filled with chatter and now it wasn’t as the men walked out and Eunoia got up.

“Well, You should get to work. I have a few papers to tend too that I was going to do earlier but then I stumbled upon you leaving! Now go get to work to pass the time, Call me when it’s done!” She dusted her dress and Elliot waved while she left. He stared at his tea before taking his bag off and grabbing his phone out. He got up and put his head phones back on and played some music while he went to go work.

Elliot checked the ingredients noticing the fact they actually bought the right ingredients for this…They also probably-… “Yup. They bought the paprika.” Ellito murmured to himself and laid all the stuff out. These ingredients would make at least the minimum of 6 pizzas.

…Or maybe just two large pizzas. Two large pepperoni pizzas if he wanted but since this was going to feed at least the whole mansion and from his chat with Eunoia earlier there’s a minimum of 50 workers plus Eunoia, Mafioso and maybe the rabbits…can rabbits or-…uh bunnies? (Elliot can’t really tell.) can those things eat pizzas? Mafioso doesn’t have an issue with it but it should be safe to not make pizzas for the critters.

Elliot calculated that would if one medium sized pizza at builder bro’s pizza was 8 slices then if you multiplied that by 50 then the total would be 400 slices plus 2…402 pizza slices which was 7- no 8 pizzas!...Maybe 9?...10 pizzas probably sound’s good.

Elliot grabbed a bowl and a mixer and started to cook.

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An hour had gone by yet still no Elliot. Eunoia started to worry before she got up and headed outside, She figured maybe checking in on the guy since she had already finished her work. She walked down the halls and down the stairs to smell the aroma of pizza. It smelled really good so she walked towards the smell and entered the kitchen.

“Excuse me Elliot, I wanted to check in on you if you- OH MY GOSH!” She yelled as she saw around 20 pizzas on the counter all in pizza boxes and some more cooking in the oven. Elliot jumped at the loud noise and pulled his headphones down to face Eunoia.

“Hello…!” Elliot smiled awkwardly as he held a bowl of tomato sauce.

“Elliot when I said you could make up pizzas to pass the time I didn’t expect you to pump out 20 in an hour! Don’t these take like 30 minutes to make???” She asked a little dumbfounded.

“I work minimum wage where speed is everything…I always work this fast…” Elliot’s voice slowly got quieter. This was stupid to just keep making more. Why did he even try. She’s probably mad at him and she’ll start treating him like how his coworkers treat him. His body starting to go numb before he was shocked to hear a…Chuckle?

“This is outstanding! You can make this many pizzas in an hour? Maybe you should teach me your ways since this is quite impressive! The speed and from the looks of these pizzas they’re all golden and well made! How did you pull this off?” She smiled at him while she opened on the boxes and take a bite.

“O-oh?-…I used the four ovens and so I just started cooking 4 at a time then did it 5 times to get 20…I’m doing 24 just to make sure everyone is fed…” Elliot blushed a little. He was flustered at the compliments Eunoia made towards him.

“Oh well that makes more sense now. I should get Mafioso to try this! He eats a whole box and He hasn’t had breakfast yet!-…Neither have you as well so maybe you both should eat first before everyone else, they’re still on patrol and it isn’t anyone’s lunch break yet.” She turned on her heels and left to get Mafioso without another word from Elliot.

Eunoia walked down the hall. Her heels clicking against the floor as she went to approach the big room where she assumed Mafioso would be. Sure enough he was there petting his rabbits. Sitting on the floor and his hat not on his head.

“Mafioso? Sorry to interrupt again but it’s lunch! The pizza boy made enough pizzas for everyone and I figured since you haven’t eaten breakfast maybe you should eat with Elliot so you can get to know him some more!” She called out as she entered and tapped on the big guys shoulder, He turned to look over and got up.

“Elliot made lunch?” Mafioso asked while he placed his bunny down on the ground and picked up his hat.

“Yup! Too much actually but at least you’ll be fed lots!” She smiled at him and he huffed a little.

“…Okay” He replied and watched as Eunoia turned on her heels and walk out. He followed after her and bending down slightly to fit through the door.

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Mafioso stood in shock…And so was Eunoia.

“Did you…Multiply the pizzas?...” She asked staring at Elliot who looked like he was about to make more.

“I’M SORRYY!!! I COOK WHEN IM NERVOUS!!!” He replied with a whine.

“20 pizzas was enough how the hell do you double that??? This is outrageous Ell!”

“I know!!! I just thought maybe you would’ve wanted seconds and so I just-…I-…” Elliot didn’t know what else to say. Honestly he himself didn’t know he could make this many in under 2 hours.

“You’re very thoughtful for adding more but please Elliot. Two large pizzas would’ve been enough!” She crossed her arms. It was like scolding a child!

The two boys in the room stayed silent. Elliot not wanting to make Eunoia mad and Mafioso not wanting to make this situation worse.

About a few minutes later Eunoia made Elliot clean up since she wasn’t going to have her kitchen filled with this much food. And so, Here Elliot was eating pizza with the big fluffy bunny guy who still scared the shit out of him.

They sort of just sat in silence, It was awkward and they both seemed to not be huge fans of starting conversations but that didn’t really matter. They both sort of appreciated the silence. It gave Elliot time to still process the sudden change in environment and it helped a lot.

Elliot glanced up towards the guy and saw him reach for another. A big man has to eat a whole lot I guess! It was cute watch him reach for another slice from his own box when Elliot has only eaten like 2 slices.

The way his bunny ears twitch in enjoyment as he chewed. Hair covering his eyes in a crescent like shape. The way the furry coat drooped around him covering any detail on his body underneath. This added more mystery but Elliot was content with not knowing.

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Elliot’s phone continued to buzz with messages from his father who asked about his whereabouts, but Elliot ignored it. He flipped his phone upside-down. The screen facing the table as he continued to enjoy his calming silence.

Eunoia was right. He doesn’t have a say in what Elliot does now. He finally had freedom.

Chapter 3: Episode

Summary:

Elliot is left alone with his thoughts. He starts thinking about his dad then starts thinking about himself. He starts to get really overwhelmed by his thoughts so he turns to a solution he used to always do to simply stop thinking. Mafioso asks if Elliot is okay and the whole story unfolds from there.

Notes:

I would like to add a TW for this chapter as there is heavy elements of Self harm, Transphobia, Internal homophobia, past references to self harm and a brief mention of Elliot being underweight.

If you are struggling with these issues please know you aren't alone and that you should reach out to those around you. Do not fight a battle you cannot win alone. Support helps paint the path of getting better and it starts with reaching out and telling someone you trust. Friends, Family and maybe even Coworkers if you trust them enough.

Remember, Suicide is a permanent solution to temporary problems. It won't do any good for people you love and care for you back at home or at school, Your life will get better all you need to do is just have hope.

Elliot is in the process of getting the support he needs so you should as well if you do not have a support system right now.

Thank you for reading and please remember to eat, drink and stay healthy. You matter so much more than you think you do.

Keep it up!

A week.

1 week after Elliot was used as payment to save his father the trouble of just…paying.

It made Elliot think in his bed and tears slowly well into his own eyes. He was overwhelmed so much by just this whole situation.

His life changed in less than hour because it all happened so fast, it took so long to just register he isn't going home anytime soon since he doesn't live with his dad anymore…He lives with the Mafia that was actually a lot nicer to him than the ones in the news and movies…probably due to the fact that the person who ran this whole operation was a woman who had a heart and sympathy.

Elliot gripped his shirt as he softly sobbed. He turned to his side and just wanted to cry till he cried blood. He couldn't believe the man who he thought would have treated him with care when Elliot was younger would do such a thing…was it because he was a failure?

Maybe…maybe it was because he was trans. Eunoia had mentioned he was an asshole for Misgendering him but it didn't matter because he still had the mind set that his dad would pay off the debt and take him home but that never happened…it never came no matter how much he waited and it hurt Elliot more than anything.

“I-...I thought you'd be better.” He murmured to himself as he started to cry. His grip harder and tighter on his shirt. His hands were trembling from the force of his grip. He curled into a ball, his hair a mess as he didn't make an effort to get up.

Not getting up meant he didn't have anything important to do…and nothing important to do meant Elliot would have to think. He didn't like having to contemplate his life because it meant he'd have to think about everything he did wrong even if it wasn't HIS fault.

He cried and cried, hands gripping his hair and not his chest anymore as he started to pull out clumps of hair from his scalp. It hurt like hell but he needed to ground himself.

He pulled and pulled but it wasn't enough. No matter how much or how hard it wouldn't work.

Which led his mind to turn to a common coping mechanism that he hasn't done since he started to overwork himself…

Self harm.

The razor in the bathroom that he used to cut the hair tie…it was sharp enough, it could leave deep scars and that's all he needed.

He kicked his blanket off and ran to the bathroom and frantically searched for the razor hoping nobody threw it out since the mansion staff regularly clean the bathroom. That was after Eunoia had persuaded Elliot to have someone clean the bathroom for him if he couldn't clean it himself.

He opened drawers and cabinets before finding the stash of shaving razors. He hoped he could still remember how to take the razor out of these things.

After a few trial and errors he got the blades out and threw the plastic handle I to the trashcan and ran back to his bed. He closed the lights and the lamps and the curtains before sitting on his bed.

His hand shook. Holding the razors in hand in the dark, he was desperate to not think about his situation and his dad. He wanted to stop thinking about it and so in the dark…

He slid his shorts down and…slashed at his skin. The blood covered his fingertips and the blade. He slashed and swiped and cut until his thoughts blurred.

His breath hitched as he felt the cold air hit his thighs. He placed the razor on his bleeding thigh and with shaky hands he lifted his long sleeve shirt up and took it off.

His arms are adorned with similar scars but only small, not so deep swipes. Elliot was skinny but that didn't matter. He didn't want to dwell on his weight.

He grabbed a razor and started to cut on his arms. He needed to forget about his dad and his actions and for not going to work. Every cut was a sorry to someone for being so useless and emotional.

He flunked high school. He flunked any chance to get into college. He cut himself to apologize for the fact he couldn't understand life. He was spiraling in that moment until he was interrupted by the sound of knocking and the sound of someone he grew comfortable around.

“Good evening Elliot. It's Mafioso, I heard heavy shuffling and thudding in here. I wanted to see if you were okay.” He spoke. Not entering, not even checking if the room was unlocked until he knew Elliot wasn't okay.

Elliot started to freak out. Nobody bothered him whenever he did this since nobody cared enough to check if he was okay at home. Elliot quickly shuffled around, groaning and slightly whimpering due to the sharp pain of his new scars. He ran to the bathroom again, disposing of the blades and grabbed a towel from the shelf and padded his bleeding scars till they didn't bleed like a leaking faucet. He frantically put on his shirt and shorts before kicking the towel under the bed and opening the door.

“A-Ah! Mafioso!...I-I apologize for coming out so late, I was uhm…fixing some stuff…” He smiled nervously. He hoped his smile didn't make him look like he'd been crying and spiraled and started cutting himself like an axe cutting a tree.

“Good evening, It's quite alright. Do you need any assistance in moving anything? I could help you lift those boxes again and move your desk if you'd like.” Mafioso suggested as he took off his fedora and held it in his hands. His face still shrouded in a shadow Elliot couldn't understand.

“N-no I-I'm okay I got it! Thank you for the suggestion though Mafi…” Elliot smiled a little before looking back at his room and saw the mess his bedroom was in.

“I insist Elliot. You shouldn't have to do things alone. Especially when you're under the Family's protection.” Mafioso rarely smiled but he tried to smile sincerely at Elliot.

Elliot looked up at the bunny man before sighing. He was thinking of moving the bookshelf closer to his desk.

“Okay…fine, Come in” Elliot moved aside to let the tall man inside. He pointed to the bookshelf on the opposite side of the room before looking towards Mafioso.

“You see the bookshelf? Can you move that closer to the desk? I want to be able to read and sit down on my desk without walking on the opposite side of the room” He explained as Mafioso nodded.

The bunny man took off his coat and placed both his fedora and coat on the bed.

“Understood. But do you mind if you could clean up a bit? Make a clear path for me to be able to push the shelf towards the desk. Clear out some space and I'll do the rest”

“Sure, No problem!” Elliot gave a thumbs up before walking around and picking everything up. He went to pick up a pile of his clothes when he noticed…

“Shit.” Elliot murmured. His blood started to seep through his sleeves and started to stain his sleeves in a darker color and a hint of red.

“Everything alright Elliot?”

“Y-yup! I'm okay” Elliot smiled again towards Mafioso who helped Elliot pick up a few boxes to help Elliot out.

Mafioso was suspicious but nodded. Elliot hoped the man with years of experience on tracking a person in debt didn't notice the obvious red splotches on his clothes.

Elliot continued to clean until he was finished he wiped his hands and sat on his bed. He watched Mafioso effortlessly push the shelf from one side to the other then next to the desk.

“Is this good?” Mafioso asked.

“Mhm! Thanks for the help Mafioso, it would've been a pain to move it by myself!” Elliot chuckled and mafioso huffed.

“Glad I can help…Elliot, would you mind if I asked you a question?” Elliot froze. His face pale before he waved his hand.

“G-Go ahead! What's your question?...” Elliot's heart beat was fast. He hoped his second layer of clothes would cover the noticeable stain on his sleeves.

“Could you explain to me why you have a towel covered in blood?”

And there it was. Elliot despite his preparation to make sure Mafioso didn't see he didn't hide the towel better. He forgot these beds have their bed sheets tucked and not just laying loose.

Elliot's face was pale, he was cold and he was trembling. What was he going to say? He's stuck in the same questions Eunoia asked him when he was about to go to work for his father a few days back.

Elliot thought hard before replying with a somewhat believable lie.

“Oh I accidentally-...uhm-...” His excuse sounded less convincing now that he was going to talk. Mafioso walked over and sat down beside Elliot on the bed.

“Is there something going on? Eunoia advised you to be open about how you're feeling towards us, remember? Is something bothering you Elliot.” Mafioso questioned. He wanted to comfort Elliot even if he sucked at comfort.

Elliot was silent before his eyes started to tear up. “I'm okay. Just an accident.” Elliot replied in a shaky tone.

“If it's an accident then mind answering why your shorts are currently covered in red?”

Elliot just broke down. He didn't know what to say. He was overwhelmed and he didn't want to burden Mafioso with his issues and yet…he needed someone.

He started to cry and hiccup. This didn't shock Mafioso. He simply took an arm and wrap it around Elliot who instantly grabbed on to him. His cries were muffled by Mafioso's chest. His hands gripping the land shirt like he was afraid if he let go he'd wake up.

“Shh…it's okay.” Mafioso whispered as he rubbed soothing circles on Elliot's back. Elliot didn't need to talk or speak.

Mafioso knows everything about Elliot and knowing who this man was he knew it involved his father and his own self doubt.

He shifted to make Elliot more comfortable, he lifted the man into his lap to be able to cry better.

The crying continued until it stopped and Mafioso rubbed Elliot's back to soothe the struggle to breathe.

“Take deep breaths Elliot. Don't breathe too quickly, Take it slow and steady.” He ordered and Elliot did as so. After Elliot slowly regained his breath Mafioso placed Elliot back down and gently walked towards the bathroom for a medical kit. He walked back out and opened it in front of Elliot.

“Ell. Do you mind if I help you bandage these up? It's okay if you don't want to. You might have to take your pants and shirt off so I can bandage it properly.” Mafioso asked, The medkit opened and stared at Elliot.

Elliot was just…out of it. He was tired…so so tired…He was just moving on autopilot. He took his clothes off. Starting with the jacket then the long sleeve then his shorts.

Mafioso stared at Elliot's destroyed body. The cuts and scars, it was horrific to a normal person but Mafioso had seen far worse from drug addicts who would take a giant loan from the family to buy drugs.

Mafioso moved gently. He lifted Elliot's arm up as if he were porslin and if he made the wrong move Elliot would shatter in seconds.

Mafioso grabbed the betadine and some cotton before placing the betadine on the cotton and placing the cotton onto the scars. After he was done he wrapped the entire arm in bandages.

He repeated the process until Elliot was bandaged and taken care of. Mafioso got up and walked to the dresser that had Elliot's clothes in it and grabbed some pajamas and a T-shirt since most of Elliot's long sleeves were in the wash.

“Get dressed now. I'll go place the clothes into the laundry basket and we can go get you something to eat. You skipped lunch again.”
Mafioso passed the clothes to Elliot before picking up the dirty bloody clothes.

As he turned to go towards the bathroom Elliot spoke up. “I'm sorry.” He spoke, his voice trembling and shaky. He was still sniffling, eyes puffy and voice raspy.

“No need to apologize, Elliot. You did nothing wrong.” Mafioso spoke, then turned and entered the bathroom to place the clothes in the wash.

Elliot sat there. He looked at his body all bandaged up…this was different from how he used to relapse. He slept all bloody and tired from the blood. He barely did after care because of how much he couldn't make himself move. For once he saw himself fully bandaged and cared for…

Elliot blinked slowly before getting up and putting his clothes on slowly. Mafioso exited the bathroom before picking up his fedora.

“I insist you wear my coat. We're going to eat outside.” he spoke before handing Elliot the coat.

Elliot stared at it before grabbing it and putting it on. It was long enough to cover his arms but why was Mafioso even letting him wear the coat? Elliot had multiple jackets.

“Thank you but-...why are you giving me this?”

“It's effective. It covers you enough so nobody can see your bandages. Your jackets won't keep you cold enough tonight.” He spoke before heading towards the door and opening it.

Elliot felt his heart beat a little faster but not from panic. His cheeks blushing slightly before following Mafioso outside and walking down the stairs with him before Eunoia who was scolding one of her men notice the two leaving.

“Oh how are you Elliot dear? You seem worn out! Are you okay? Where are you two going? It's 8:40 already.” She called out. Elliot was about to speak before Mafioso sushed him.

“Questions about Elliot's health will be asked later Ms. Eunoia. He needs to eat so I decided to take him out and eat somewhere he likes.”

Elliot looked up tilting his head before being judged and then he nodded quickly.

“Ah. Well. Have fun you two! Eat well and stay safe. The cartel wants our heads and if they see you with Elliot they'll skin him.” She exaggerated then giggled. Mafioso huffed before waving goodbye to Eunoia and leaving.

“What…does she mean they'll skin me?...” Elliot asked, a little curious but also nervous.

“You look weak and easy. They'll kidnap you and hold you for ransom. You're special to the family now which means you're of high value. If anyone harms you they'll have to deal with us.” He explained. Opening the mansion door for Elliot.

“So like…they'll kill me?”

“Pretty much. If they get they're hands on you. Other than that you're fine.” Mafioso closed the mansion doors behind him and started walking towards his car.

Okay…Elliot had a 30% chance of dying here. Great!...not so great…avoidable maybe? He didn't know. He didn't want to think so deeply about it.

After that they spent an hour together, stargazing and eating dinner from a fast food chain Mafioso never heard about.

Elliot munched on a chicken burger while he sat on the car's hood. Mafioso leaned against the car, eating his own burger.

The car was parked in the burger joints parking lot, They both didn't want to eat inside due to Mafioso's reputation of being Eunoia's right hand man and Elliot working for the joints competitor. Builder bros pizza.

“So tell me Elliot. What got you so worked up…? If you don't want to answer now it's okay.” Mafioso asked before biting into his burger.

Elliot was silent. He didn't know what to do. He was never asked if he was okay so this was a first and he knew he had to talk but on the other side Elliot didn't want to burden the man with his issues. It took a while before Elliot spoke up.

“I-...I was just thinking. My dad was a good guy so I just-...I thought he respected me enough to not give me away just because he wanted to keep his cash. I thought…maybe it was because I didn't fit his standard but then again I am the first one he calls when it's short staffed. He depends on me despite my identity because he needs my skill…” Elliot crumpled the burger wrapper and held it in his hands.

“He knew I was trans, in fact he used to support it but maybe that was before he started valuing money over his kids. He respected and understood my choice in changing my identity, he even paid for my top surgery but for some reason that changed. He had to call me a girl just to get you to think you're taking a woman home.” Elliot's tone slightly trembled. He was trying so hard not to cry or get emotional, not in front of Mafioso.

Elliot took a deep breath before sighing.
“You…must've been disappointed you didn't get a girl to be your partner…At least I'm assuming you were promised a girlfriend to pay off my dad's debt.” Elliot apologized. Mafioso was silent before looking toward Elliot, his eyes still shrouded in darkness and his fedora on the car's hood.

“Why would I be disappointed? I didn't ask him for a bride. I asked him to pay his debt.” Mafioso replied in his usual neutral tone but his words didn't really make Elliot feel better.

“I-I know you didn't ask for me-...I-I just…Maybe it would've been a little more fair to you if you were promised someone you could actually date…not me.” He buried his head into his knees to hide his embarrassed and almost teary face.

“Nonsense. I would've taken you either way, Boy or Girl. I don't care for one's gender Elliot. It's like a target, I kill everyone with an equal level of harshness.” Mafioso admitted. He sucked at comforting someone or even just making small talk since he liked getting straight to the point in situations like these. He picked up his cup of soda and started to drink from it.

“But I know you do that, I expect you do kill your targets with ease because you're used to it. To you they're just targets. They don't mean ANYTHING…but what about relationships? How would you feel if you were promised to date someone's daughter but it turns out they're some stupid transgender freak?...If I were you I'd be disgusted.” Elliot huffed out and held his knees closer to himself, Mafioso's jacket wrapped around him well enough to hide him from anyone trying to be nosy in that parking lot.

Mafioso was quiet. He placed his cup down before fully turning to Elliot.

“Elliot…Look, I might not understand what struggle you're going through but never have I thought about you in a disgusting way. If I knew your father I'd know about you and your sister Mia. You're both wonderful people despite being raised by a man of pure Greed. I have been watching your family's every move because it's a part of my job. I don't care about what your identity is or who you used to be because I could see how much of a kind hearted soul you were. Elliot you aren't what you imply yourself to be because you're a great person, You're talented and I wish your father could've funded your talent for creating.”

Mafioso reached and gently placed a hand on top of Elliot's head. The blonde man sniffled as he gently lifted his head.

Mafioso stared at the crying man before he added to his own sentence.
“You shouldn't have to think you're out of place for existing. That's not your fault for feeling the way you do about your identity. Being different means you stand out and trust me you stand out a lot. You're good looking, charismatic and customers seem to like talking to you because of that ‘customer service smile’ you always put up. I am still confused why you call it that but those are some things I've observed from you while monitoring your father. You're a good man, you don't deserve the ridicule you give towards yourself.” Mafioso finished his sentence with an attempt at a smile.

Elliot was silent. He always found himself silent after Mafioso spoke. It felt soothing to hear that he wasn't a failure. That he meant something…

Elliot began to cry again. Tears streamed down his cheeks and face. Mafioso removed his hand and gently helped Elliot down the hood of the car and hugged the shorter man tightly to comfort him. His bunny ears twitching slightly out of something relating to nervousness.

This reminded Mafioso of the times when the kids of his past victims would cry because they're parents wouldn't wake up. He did what he usually did for those kids and hugged Elliot with as much love and tenderness as his cold exterior could muster.

Elliot sobbed. He cried into Mafioso’s shoulder and gripped his back tightly. His sobs turned into unstable gasping which made Mafioso gently rub circles on Elliot's back to help the man calm down.

After a few minutes of staying there and listening to the cries and wails of Elliot, he had started to calm down and sniffle against Mafioso.

“All better?”

“...All better.” Elliot's voice was hoarse and Mafioso slowly let go.

“Let's get you back into your room so you can sleep. You need the rest so you can have enough energy to do things tomorrow.” He spoke, picking up the two cups of soda and giving one to Elliot before opening the door for him.

Elliot got in with his cup of soda in hand and the burger wrapper still in his fist. Elliot watched as Mafioso took the trash and threw them out into the trash can nearby before heading back towards the car.

Mafioso opened the car door and sat in the drivers seat. “Go rest. I'll carry you to your room later.” He instructed as he started the car.

“N-no it's okay!...I've cried before, I don't need to rest now!...” Elliot protested before The bunny mad replied back.

“I'm not suggesting. I'm ordering you to sleep. I'll carry you to your room, don't worry.”

Elliot relaxed a little. He leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes. He didn't want to sleep just yet but if he had to admit…he was getting tired already.

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As Elliot slept in the car ride home, The car was silent other than the sound of the radio playing some weird 70s love song.

Mafioso drove the car and glanced at Elliot's sleeping form.

The soft snoring, the rise and fall of his chest, the way his hand slowly loosened its grip on a burger wrapper…hold on what?

Mafioso reached down to gently take the wrapper from Elliot's hand and placed it somewhere he can pick up later and dispose of it properly.

The car ride went on. The car drove till it reached the mansion and he quickly parked the car before exiting the vehicle and going around the car to pick Elliot up. (Along with the trash) He cradled Elliot and had the trash and two drinks in his hands, he dropped the wrapper in the trash can outside before entering the home. One of Mafioso's men rushed over to held but Mafioso only told him to take the sodas and put them in the fridge.

The guard did as he was told and took the drinks then walked over to the kitchen. Mafioso headed straight upstairs and into Elliot's room placing the man down before tucking him into bed, He gently took his jacket off of Elliot and fixed his position to be comfortable. Mafioso was about to out of his jacket and leave but Elliot grabbed on to his hand last minute.

“N..no…don't-..don't go.” He mumbled, he was still asleep, must be having a horrible dream…

Mafioso took off his fedora and climbed into bed with Elliot. He let Elliot wrap his arms around him and nuzzle close to his chest.

Elliot seemed a lot more comfortable like this and the bed was big enough for the two of them so this wasn't really an issue for Mafioso either.

He wrapped his arms gently around Elliot and closed his eyes. His bunny ears twitching with delight as they both slept peacefully in that room.

Notes:

Thank you for reading! Kudos and Comments are appreciated:3

Chapter 4: Content

Summary:

After an eventful night yesterday the two men have a care day where they just sleep for most of the day.

Elliot is starting to develop feelings.

Notes:

Sorry about last chapter, Here's fluff!

That night was probably the best night Elliot ever had. The conversation with Mafioso really made him feel a little better. He started to stir awake feeling the ache in his muscles from his wounds due to yesterday's breakdown. He was starting to regret ever cutting since its been a while since Elliot had turned to that form on coping so he had forgotten the pain he'd feel the day after or a few hours after his break down.

Elliot started to grumble before nuzzling close to what he believed was a furry and soft pillow before he felt it move slightly which activated Elliot's fight or flight. He opened his eyes and lifted his head to…oh, It's just Mafioso.

He must've stayed that night with Elliot to make him feel a little more comforted…that's sweet!

Elliot blinked a couple of times and blushed out of embarrassment. Mafioso was softly snoring against Elliot's chest, his fur soft and warm. It was a massive contrast to his cold hands.

Elliot laid a hand next to Mafioso's bunny ears and started to pet his bunny ear. Mafioso's ear twitched in delight and his small tail wagged, even in his sleep he was so responsive.

Elliot giggled as he nuzzled his face into Mafioso's fur before he tensed a little as he heard a voice.

“If you wanted to cuddle you know you could've just said so.” Mafioso spoke in a sleepy tone, not moving just staying there hugging Elliot as Elliot hugged back.

“O-Oh jeez-...U-Uhm sorry Mafi-...I-I was just-...uhhhhh!!!...” Elliot started to tremble. It always happened when he was nervous but Mafioso simply hugged him even closer than they both already were.

“Don't worry. I don't mind, you deserve your rest.” He comforted Elliot and went back to sleep. How does someone sleep again so easily.

Elliot's body clock wouldn't allow him to sleep so he reached for his phone that he left on the nightstand and started to look through his messages. Messages from his dad, missed calls from co workers but Elliot chose to ignore those calls and messages. He opened his social media and started to scroll while he waited for Mafioso to wake back up.

Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned into hours to where it was already lunch when Eunoia checked up on the two.

She knocked before opening the door.
“Elliot? Are you up yet? I'm sorry if I woke you up but do you know where Mafi-...oso..could be…” She stopped dead in her tracks. She stared at her son and her son's semi-boyfriend cuddling, Elliot was on his phone as he looked up. He had somehow shifted Mafioso on top of him.

“Well would you look at that. You two got really close, literally!” She chuckled as she closed the door behind her. Elliot chuckled himself as she walked over to the bed and gently patted Mafioso on the head.

“Yeah…He was a good stress pillow. I never slept so well in my whole life!” Elliot closed his phone and placed it on the nightstand.

“Oh that's because of Mafi's DNA. He's made to be fairly cuddly and he was so cuddly at night back when he was younger. Such a sweetheart.” She smiled at Elliot while she walked around and picked up Mafioso's somewhat dirty and wrinkled jacket.

“Wait you raised him?” Elliot looked at Eunoia in surprise.

“Of course! I found him on the street as a baby, His parents must've abandoned him because of the mutation but don't worry. He wasn't in any pain when I took him in. Can't believe he was so small and now he's bigger than me!” She spoke with pride. Truly an amazing mother.

“Oh, Poor guy then. At least you raised him well…He was really helpful last night.” Elliot placed his hand on Mafioso's head and started to play with Mafioso's hair.

Eunoia's smile faltered a little.
“...Of course…About…last night Elliot. What happened?” She asked with concern as she also picked up Elliot's dirty laundry.

“H-...huh?”

“Last night. You looked so unfocused and tired when Mafioso took you out and you came back sleeping in his arms. What happened to make you seem like that?” She asked still concerned and worried.

Elliot was silent. His heart started to pound quickly and his hands trembled. He's in the same position he always seems to find himself, always in a state of choosing between two things. Make an excuse or tell the truth and frankly both choices would end up with more questions and more questions meant more choices to make.

Eunoia observed how Elliot spaces out. Eunoia sighed and took one of his trembling hands and soothed it trying to anchor the distressed man.

“You don't have to tell me now. What matters is if you're okay or not, Are you feeling okay now Elliot?” Eunoia asked and Elliot nodded.

“That's great to hear. You two continue to rest alright? I'll order you both to take out and I'll have the boys bring it up here.” Eunoia patted his hand before getting off the bed and walking out without another word. Elliot seemed to calm down as Eunoia shot down her own question.l to make him feel better.

His hand rested on top of Mafioso's head. He gently started petting Mafioso and got the sleeping man's ear twitching with joy.

 

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A few minutes later Mafioso had woken up fully and now Elliot was able to move. First thing he did was take a shower while Mafioso stretched on Elliot's bed.

Elliot had huge trouble showering since the wounds still hurt and due to them being fresh-ish soap sort of burned and stinged him but he's used to it.

Elliot got out of the shower to Mafioso holding a first aid kit ready to rebandage Elliot's arms and legs.

“Mafioso you really don't have too! Seriously, I can bandage my scars myself!” Elliot blushed due to him being flustered. He brushed his hair so it could dry properly and not get damaged. He cares a lot about his hair since it makes him feel better about himself.

“I insist. You've gone through a lot, This is the least I can do for you.” Mafioso held the bandages in hand and waited till Elliot was finished with his hair.

Elliot blushed and fiddled with his hair for a moment till he placed the brush down and walked towards Mafioso who gently held his hand up and gently started applying ointments and betadine on the scars before bandaging it.

Elliot twirled a slightly damp hair strand around his finger and but his lip, He didn't really know what to do in this situation since he's never been this cared for.

The two of them stayed quiet before Mafioso asked a question.

“Why don't you cut your hair? It's pretty don't get me wrong, your hair is absolutely stunning but why don't you cut it. It might be more efficient for your line of work and efficient for day to day life…Less hair to maintain.” Mafioso carefully wrapped the bandage around Elliot's arm. Firm but not hard.

Elliot continued to curl his hair around his finger. He didn't have an answer other than ‘it makes him feel pretty’

Is that even a valid reason? I mean that's his only reason really.

“I…dunno. I like my hair long and pretty, it's like the only thing about me that people can actually compliment. ‘Hey Elliot! Nice hair, what shampoo do you use?’ And all I say it's cheap shampoo from a Bodega downtown and coconut conditioner every now and then.” Elliot chuckled awkwardly. His smile faltered a tad bit.

“Mmm…that's not true, there are so many beautiful qualities about you.” Mafioso replied, he didn't make eye contact with Ell but his words were genuine.

“W-huh?-..”

“You're hard working. You run your fathers Pizzeria like it's yours, You're voice is really nice to listen to, Your face is absolutely stunning, your freckles dot your face like the sun kissed you a thousand times, your style in fashion matches your quiet and kind personality. You're more than your hair and the pizza place.” Mafioso finished wrapping up Elliots arm and gently placed it down before holding the other arm with the same gentle care.

Elliot stared at Mafioso. Mafioso glanced up to see Elliots amber eyes staring at him in a daze.

“Elliot?” Mafioso called out and Elliot started to tear up again.

“W-Wait! I'm sorry did I say something wrong?” He asked, a little worried, His bunny ears snapping up.

“N-No, it's just-..*sniffle* I've never been complimented like this, like so deeply complimented that even the little things I do get complimented as well, nobody notices the things I do and it just-...I-It me and a lot to me that you noticed.” Elliot smiled at Mafioso and Mafioso's ears slowly fell back down. Elliots smile so pure it makes Mafioso smile back.

“I've known you ever since your father took a loan from the family. You've been something I'd notice anytime I gathered information on your Old man.”

“Was I that interesting?”

“It's embarrassing to say but yes. Yes you are very interesting.” Elliot chuckled and before he knew it his legs were bandaged as well.

“Thank you again Mafi, you genuinely didn't have to bandage me up.”

“It's quite alright. You're my partner, well half partner since we aren't official yet but that aside you are my priority. You matter to me just as much as my work matters to me, snow if you may excuse me I will take a bath and take care of my bunnies.” He closed the medkit and got up.

Elliot fidgeted with his hands as he watched Mafioso leave the room, the door closing behind him. Elliot was alone again.

But this time he was alone in a good way, He didn't feel lonely and in fact felt content. This was good, he likes this.

Elliot laid back down on the bed and started just scrolling through social media. Not like he had any responsibilities anymore.

Notes:

Sorry this one is short, I wanted to post this since it's cute

Chapter 5: Day out for the pizza boy

Summary:

Elliot going out into town once a week. He just needs a breather from it all and what's happening before he meets someone he knew way back in the day.

Mafioso is being told to confess but he refused thinking Elliot "isn't ready."

Notes:

Hey guys! Sorry this took so long to write. I have been struggling with motivation and I've been grinding on forbacon a lot!

Enjoy the chapter!!!

Elliot dusted his jacket, more time had gone by since Elliot was told to move in with Mafioso's family.

Honestly…Elliot liked it here more than home, It was lively. People talked with each other and laughed, Ell tries his best to keep himself distant since he doesn't really want to disturb anyone but the people here are so nice to him, they understand his disability when it comes to socializing and they don't push him to talk to customers all day when he doesn't want too.

Mafioso and Eunoia have been great as well, Eunoia has been spoiling Elliot just as much as She was spoiling Mafioso, Elliot was embarrassed since he isn't used to all this pampering but Eunoia insists it's alright and that she's rich enough to afford things.

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Today was usually when Elliot was allowed to leave the Mansion without supervision and go to the grocery store downtown. He needed a little break from being something important and to live a normal life, even if it was just for one day every week.

Elliot had his headphones in, He wore a jacket with a pizza print on it and he wore loose jeans. He rode here by train with his card and was simply looking to check which apple he should buy.

“Granny Smith or…Golden delicious…maybe something I haven't tried before?...yeah I'll just go with a granny smith.” Elliot murmured. He grabbed the green granny smith and placed it into the basket. The grocery store was one of those stores that had TV's inside so customers could watch while they shopped. It was smart but barely anyone paid attention.

Elliot looked up to the TV to see a news announcement about the population of Guests dropping by 90% due to some bacon group.

“Man, The things people do these days” He scoffed before walking towards the chip aisle and looked through the options. He didn't like most of if not all the chips present since they had weird textures to him.

He didn't like the taste because some were too salty and some were too dry and some were too cheesy and some were too spicy. No in between and the only chip he actually wanted was…well…not here.

That bummed him out. He used to go here all the time. He walked over to the drinks and took a lemon fizz blogsy that he always drank since this is what he grew up with. He didn't want to try our any of the other sodas because he probably wouldn't like them.

He didn't want to try new things. He'd rather continue eating what was familiar than something new.

Elliot kept looking around before his music stopped and his phone buzzing. He pulled his headphones down and disconnected his headphones to take the call.

“...Dad?...” Elliot murmured before taking the call.

“H-Hey dad?-...”

“Elliot! Son where have you been! I kept texting you telling you to come to work because we're over staffed. What's going on with you?!”

Elliot stood. Frozen and unresponsive. He felt uneasy.

“D-dad listen-”

“No! YOU listen. Are you still mad because I made you go with that man? You know it was for the families safety, If I didn't give him something to pay then he'd hurt Mia!”

“Is Mia really all you care about!?” Elliot asked sternly, his voice wasn't loud. At least not loud enough for anyone else to hear.

“All this time you've made me do things just because I cared about Mia. Ever since mom left and Ever since I wanted to be a boy you've been distant so no dad. I'm not going to work and sure as hell I'm not coming home!!” Without another word Elliot dropped the call. His dad tried to call him back before he blocked the number entirely.

“Good riddance.” He murmured before connecting his phone again and played music while shopping. Hopefully his day will get better.

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“Mafioso. I know you're taking your time with him honey but why aren't you making a move already? You two cuddle almost any chance you get and especially when Elliot's sad!” Eunoia took a sip of her wine while she watches Mafioso shoot at targets with a dart.

“I…don't want to make him uncomfortable. He's very special to me now. Making him feel as if I'm taking things too fast is the last thing I want to ever do.” Mafioso shot another dart. It hit the red part of the target and he scoffed.

“Well you two have gotten close enough right? Elliot basically sleeps in your bed Fio.” Eunoia ensured. She took the rest of the darts before Mafioso could grab one.

“Hey! Ma’ I was gonna use that!” Mafioso huffed, his ear twitching.

“Mafioso Julio Pascale. You are going to ask Elliot to finally be your boyfriend and you aren't going to go around it!” Eunoia ordered and crossed her arms.

“Ma’! Cmon, I don't think he'd agree to something like that…just-...Give me some more time.” He tapped his hand against the table.

The room was silent before Eunois nodded.

“Take as much time as you please. Just make sure you confess later.”
Mafioso nodded.

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Elliot checked out, he bought a frozen pizza, two cans of lemon soda and scissors for no particular reason.

“Will that be all?” The clerk asked, blowing her bubble gum at him.

“Yeah…” Elliot replied, fidgeting with his bag with all the pins and keychains he owned.

“$18.34, will that be cash or credit?”

“Cradit.” He have the credit card to the woman and his stuff was shortly bagged and the card given back to him.

“Thanks.” He turned to leave before he heard the woman gossiping behind him to her coworker.

“Look at that guy, weird right?”
“Totally! I don't understand how anyone could like crap like that!” The two women laughed and Elliot just got out.

He walked close to the park and took out the frozen pizza. He didn't know why he bought it…just felt natural…he didn't know why either.

He pulled out the scissors and cut into the pizza's packaging and pulled it out.

“It's damp. The dough is hard enough not even burning it will make it softer. The pepperoni looks molding and this pizza's sauce is just ketchup.” He murmured to himself. Mumbling, he examined the pizza before tossing it away and leaving it for the duck's, he placed the box into the trash can and the plastic too after taking the cans out and placing the scissors inside his bag.

Music blasting into his ears, he stared at nothing but also something.

He zoned out till someone bumped into him.

“DAD DAD LOOK!!! I TOLD YOU IT'S THE GUY AT THE CASH REGISTER FROM THAT PIZZA PLACE!!!” A small child waved at his father while holding Elliot.

“W-huh?-...”

“C00LKID!! E-Elliot-...I-Im so sorry he's just uhm…He's just hyper right now…” Elliot looked up to see…007n7.

Infamous hacker 007n7. Same guy who burned the pizza place down…TWICE.

“07?...” Elliot looked down to see a child hugging him.

“I'm so sorry again!” 7 grabbed C00lkid by his hand and tried to drag him away.

“NOOO WAIT DAD!!! He's off work you can finally say sorry!! Remember you promised that if you saw him out of work you'd apologize one on one and we could eat pizza!” C00lkid reluctantly let go of Elliot's hand to hold onto his Dad. 07 kneeled down and spoke to C00lkid with a reluctant voice.

“C00lkid I'll do it some other time! Leave him alone he's probably on break…he works too hard I don't want to ruin his day okay?” 07 tried to pull a small smile but it faltered.

“But daaad!! You promised!” The father and son continued to bicker, Elliot stood there with his headphones down. He started to fidget with his hoodie strings before speaking up.

“I mean…We could get coffee in a coffee shop nearby. I…can pay for the coffee.” Elliot suggested. Not facing 07 nor his son.

“W-What was that Elliot?” 007n7 asked, looking up to face Elliot.

“Your son can come. I have a lot of money anyway…” Elliot suggested as well.

“Elliot you really don't need too!”

“I'm free today, might as well hear you explain a few things.”

And so They both (along with C00lkid) head towards a cafe nearby. It wasn't fancy or anything just somewhere with free WiFi.

The three of them entered the cafe and sat somewhere in the far corner. C00lkid sitting near the window.

“Dad can I have the pasta? I want to try if this place makes it as good as you do” C00lkid kicked his tiny legs and 07 sighed.

“I'll…uhm…Maybe I can…” 07 looked at C00lkidd with a slight frown.

“We're just here for drink son…I'll just make you some at home okay?” 007n7 Gently patted his son's head and C00lkidd frowned.

“Okay…”

“I can pay for it.” Elliot chimed in.

“No no Elliot it's okay, You said just some coffee you don't have to treat us to anything else!...”

“I want too.” Elliot replied sternly. Hands holding the menu before a server came up.

“Good afternoon, are you both ready to order?” The server asked holding out one of those note pads.

“1 white chocolate frappe and a small mocha cake, no cherry please” Elliot closed the menu.

“One coffee and uhm…” 07 looked at Elliot who nodded to reassure him it's fine.

“And a spaghetti, extra cheese for my son.” The server nodded and C00lkidd beamed.

“Thanks Mr!!” C00lkid tha ked and 07 ruffled his hair. Elliot now only realized 07 was carrying a backpack, one for children.

“What's…with the backpack?” Elliot asked while the server picked up the menus and walked away to ready the order.

“It's for C00lkid. When we go out he tends to draw on walls so I used what I had to buy him a coloring book. He loves it to death!” He chuckled before taking the bag off and pulling out a coloring book and some markers.

“Oh? That's great you found an alternative.”

“Mhm!...I do my best. He's the only reason why I haven't done any hacking recently.” He took out a cloth from the backpack and wiped his glasses.

“...really?” Elliot fidgeted with the strings on his jacket. Phone in his hand.

“Yeah…I want to give him the life I kind of struggled having growing up. Want to set a better example.” Elliot stared at 07. He didn't know what to say.

If Ell had to be honest he never thought of 07 being a father back then. That 07 wasn't capable of change but that doesn't matter now because there's living proof 07 has!

Elliot tapped at his phone which started to buzz again and again.

“E-Elliot…you're uhm…phone…” 007n7 pointed out. A worried expression on his face.

“Hm?- oh! U-uh…don't mind it.” Elliot placed his phone on silent. He didn't want to answer any calls right now and Eunoia had a tracker on him anyway so she didn't need to call.

They both sat in silence. Elliot slouched slightly and 07 taking care of his son. About a minute later the drinks came in and the awkward silence continued until 07 asked.

“So…Elliot…You seem to always work so hard. How much do you get payed?”

“Uhm…I usually get paid 30 an hour. It depends on how hard I'm working but my basic salary was…decent…most of the time at least.”
Elliot fiddled with the jacket strings some more before asking 07.

“How much do you get paid?”

“Oh! Uh, Probably 10 to 15 dollars an hour. It depends which place I work at.”

Elliot raised an eye brow. “Which place you work at? How many jobs do you have 7?”

“Three…”

Poor dude. Maybe buying the food for him was a good choice, at least he didn't have to spend any money on a cafe he's never gonna go back too.

“Oh…well at least your getting paid?” He took a sip of his white chocolate frappe. The cake and spaghetti arrived and 07 focused on C00lkidd.
He helped his son eat the pasta without making a mess and Elliot just glanced.

This reminded him of how he was with Mia…
God now she was in the hands of the man who used him as pay.

Elliot ate his cake slowly. He didn't want to eat, he didn't know why he bought food to begin with. He's just gonna waste it.

“How's work anyway Elliot? I bet it's hard to keep track of everything.”

“I was fired.”

“WHAT?!” 07 accidentally dropped the fork on the table out of shock.

The people around them stopped and stared at the commotion.

“Oh my God what happened??!”

“I didn't want to go to work anymore and I just…I was fired yk” Elliot was half lying. He quit his job but he didn't want people around him to think he got so mad he quit his job. Better to lie than to say anything.

“Oh I'm so sorry that happened, have you gone job searching yet?” He asked concerned.

“I don't really need too. I found this really nice guy who's been supporting me so I just…didn't go to work y'know? He treats me nicely and I appreciate all that he's done…he's quite amazing and stuff like that” Elliot traced circles around the table. His thoughts fell to Mafioso and how gentle he was to Elliot. His strong arms wrapping around Elliot to comfort him…

Elliot blushed as he thought about Mafioso. Just admiring him, that's all.

“Seem's like a good man! Wish you both the best of luck.” 07 smiled at Elliot while helping C00lkid eat.

“This isn't as good as the one at home” C00lkid continued to eat the food nonetheless.

“I agree. The pasta here sucks.” Elliot chuckled while he drank the frappe.

The rest of the day was spent just talking and catching up. Elliot gives 07 tips for certain situations from his experience taking care of Mia and 07 gives him tips with cooking anything that isn't pizza.

It was great to actually allow himself to talk to people and connect. It felt great. Wonder what Mafioso was doing.

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Mafioso faced the wall with Eunoia looking frustrated.

“Mafioso Julio Pasquale. You are going to tell Elliot you love him without panicking and leaving mid confession! I booked a nice garden dinner for you both. The least you could do was cooperate!” She kept her hands on her hips with a frown on her face.

“Ma’! It's not that I don't appreciate your help , but he needs some time! Cancel the reservation, I'll book it again when I'm ready.” Mafioso with a quick puff of smoke turned into his bunny form and hopped away. This meant he didn't want to talk anymore.

“Fio you can't keep stalling! You'll have to tell him you want to make being a couple a thing. I'm sure he's going to love you too I mean have you seen how Ells looks at you?” Eunoia watched her son jump onto the couch and loaf.

“...obviously not. “ She sighed. She stared at him some more before realizing he had fallen asleep.

 

“God Fio…” She gently walked close and listen him up to move him upstairs into Rio's room to sleep properly.
“I know you struggle at telling someone you love them but it really doesn't hurt to try. Elliot is a pure hearted man who cares and appreciates you for being there to support him.” Eunoia's words fell of deaf ears because her son was asleep.

She sighed as he walked upstairs and right in time the door creaked open to Elliot entering.

“Oh Elliot! It's so nice to see you, h9w was your day? And whatcha got there? Is that a container?” She smiled.

“It was…nice. I got to talk to someone from way back then and uhm Yeah…It's cake I didn't finish.” he replied while pulling his headphones down and placing the bag of unfinished cake on to the table beside where the keys to the car usually were.

“Oh that's great!” She spoke cheerfully. She knew Mafioso wouldn't take the first step so she had to do it herself. She can't let him stall any longer.

“Hey Elliot?”
“Hm?”

“How about you and Fio sleep together again? He's a bunny right now and I'm afraid he might fall off!” She asked. Elliot's cheeks blushed as he looked away. Eunoia now knew he did like Mafioso back. It's obvious actually.

“uhm yeah sure, I don't mind” He followed her upstairs into Mafioso's room.

God it was so comfy, big plush bed and a chandelier for a light bulb. (This was so tuff)

“He has a really nice room Miss Eunoia” He complimented before Eunoia placed her son on the bed.

Elliot hesitantly sat down beside Mafioso and kicked his shoes off.

“You two okay? If so I'm going to go and deal with some paperwork before I go and meet with some of my clients for tonight.” She clasped her hands together before walking away and leaving the room.

‘This is going to push both of them into the right direction! They'll confess in no time!’ She exclaimed proudly in her mind while walking to her office.

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Elliot laid down on the bed. It was cold just how he liked it. He blushed at the thought that he's actually sleeping. In Mafioso's room because Mafioso…

OH MY GOD.

‘Okay Elliot. Just chill out…it's Mafioso he isn't going to kill you!...maybe he can…uh oh.’ Elliot started to freak out before bunny Mafioso got up slightly and hopped onto Elliot's chest and going back to sleep again.

“Oh! Uhm…hi Mafi!...you're actually really cute like this” he chuckled. He started to pet Mafioso's head gently as he slowly started to doze off.

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A few hours later Elliot had wrapped his arms around a now not bunny Mafioso as Mafioso slept on top of Elliot. He wasn't like suffocatingly heavy but still heavy.

 

(Idk how to end this)
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Notes:

Did I forget to mention this is Elliot base?
Like most of the povs r elliots

Chapter 6: A bunny chapter

Summary:

It's a chapter about our beloved bunny boy!
He experiences a little bit of racism but it's k

Elliot is mentioned and talks but he ain't the main focus, just mafioso being mafioso and taking care of what's bis

Notes:

Tw: mention of Self - Harm but it isn't angst

Mafioso nuzzled into someone's chest. He could hear the person's steady heartbeat. The texture of Elliot's jacket, the way the stitching was perfect and well done that he knew it was made by some kind of rich designer company.

Mafioso stirred awake and looked up to see a sleeping Elliot. Headphones around his neck and the jacket's hood over his head and his hair was messy but it still made him look so graceful.

Mafioso's heart started to beat fast. Elliot? He's sleeping beside Elliot again??? No way. Elliot was here, he was in Elliot's arms. He was being held by the man he liked!!

How did he get here anyway? All he remembered was turning into a bunny and going to sleep on the couch and the next thing he knew he was in Elliot's arms!...

Lady Eunoia.

He nuzzled closer to Elliot's chest as his face was steaming. He hugged Elliot closer, he rolled off Elliot letting Elliot sleep on Mafioso's chest instead since he knew Elliot was struggling with how heavy he is.

Elliot softly snored as his face was pressed against Mafioso's chest. Fio's bunny ears twitched in delight and he smiled.

He liked hugging and staying close to Elliot. Elliot was really cold and Mafioso was so warm the cold felt nice against Mafioso's coat. He smelled like some kind of fragrant close to Marigolds and Daisy's. It matched him perfectly. He smelled so sweet and he absolutely adored it.

His hand drifted up and gently untied Elliot's hair since he didn't like it when Elliot kept his hair up when he slept. Elliot didn't like his hair up when he slept either. He was doing Elliot a favor anyway.

Mafioso tried to comb through Elliot's hair before he felt the hair all tangled and he knew Elliot would complain about it when he woke up. Mafioso always listened to Elliot ranting while he made food so this was a common rant.

He gently moved his body to wake Elliot up who moved slightly before jolting awake with a gasp.

“Am I late for work?!??” Elliot gently shook Mafioso who was still laying below him.

“No?” Mafioso replied with a shrug. “I just wanted to brush your hair but I didn't want to brush it while you're sleeping “ He looked up at Elliot who was sitting on top of him.

“oh…?...why didn't you just say so?” Elliot quickly leaked back and fell backwards back on the bed.

“Do you want me to tie you're hair up again or I let it down?” Mafioso asked as he got up to grab that brush Elliot liked so much.

Elliot sat up and took his jacket off to make himself a little colder. He hated down warm he suddenly was.

Mafioso came back with Elliot's hair brush and started to gently brush his hair, the golden locks making Elliot's hair as beautiful as ever.

“You have really nice hair. Do you ever think of getting it trimmed? I've seen how you struggle seeing because of your bangs.” Mafioso commented. His bunny ears perking up.

“Cutting my hair?...mmm…” Elliot tensed. He did my like the implication of just cutting his hair. It's like cutting the only thing he likes about himself. “I don't wanna cut my hair, I like it the way it is, it's like very special but if I did need a hair cut I'd trim it myself, I don't like the barbershops and hair stylist” Elliot replied and said a little ‘ow!’ from the sudden pain from the brush grazing a knot.

“Sorry-...uhm…That’s reasonable. You stick to how you live life but if you need a trim just ask Lady Eunoia. She knows a thing or two with cutting hair.” Mafioso chimed with a suggestion and it made Elliot tense a little less.

“Yeah…I trust Miss Eunoia…” Elliot mumbled. They both sat in silence. It wasn't awkward silence just a gentle enjoyment of each other.

Elliot picked at the bandages around his arm to pass the time before Mafioso smacked Elliot's hand.

“Stop picking on it. You'll never get those scars healed if you keep picking at the bandages, I know they're itchy and I know you can't help but scratch but it's for the best.” Mafioso scolded before Elliot's hand rested on his lap.

Elliot paused for a moment before replying. “...sorry.”

“It's okay, if you want I can buy you one of those picky pads you like. The ones that are the color green I think.” Mafioso suggested again. Elliot paused before nodding.

“Got it.” Mafioso responded before he continued to brush his partner's hair.

They continued to sit in silence. It was soothing and it felt nice to simply just sit in silence and not have to stark up any conversation.

Mafioso placed the brush down and fixed Elliot's hair for a bit before he slid his hands under Elliot's hands.

Mafioso admired Elliot's slim fingers. His hand was slightly bruised but it was so soft and…sweaty. Gosh despite him being super cold his hands were damp as hell.

Elliot scoffed a little. “Why are you holding my hands like that? It's like you're examining it or something.”

“You have pretty hands. The way even your hands have freckles and the fact you're ambidextrous is incredible.” Mafioso complimented before pulling Elliot close to him. They aren't dating but they sure are acting like they are.

Elliot blushed and brought his hands up to his face and rubbed it.

“...thanks” Elliot murmured out before relaxing and leaning back against Mafioso. Mafioso instinctively wrapped his arms around Elliot before nuzzling against his neck. He breathed in the subtle smell of vanilla and cream which was strange because he thought Elliot would smell like fresh pizza of all things but maybe it's because Elliot hasn't worked at the pizza place in a while now so his scent just naturally got sweeter.

Elliot giggled as Mafioso nuzzled and sniffed. This was pretty normal now ever since they both got used to cuddling at night.

They both stayed like that before Mafioso let go of Elliot. “It's time to change the bandages and see if your arms are getting better, your thighs too.” Mafioso got up and picked up the brush with him before opening a drawer for some bandages and maybe some betadine.

Elliot stretched slightly before unbuckling his pants and pulling his pants down. It's procedure at this point and it's not like Mafioso is doing anything.

“Okay so if they've healed then I won't put any bandages on and you can wear long sleeves instead but I advise nothing too tight.” Mafioso sat down before Elliot and started peeling the bandages off. Elliot winches a little but sighs.

Elliot's arms seemed to be a lot more better, the scars are slowly healing and the past scars fading away completely.

“Seems like it's getting better. No need for bandages.” Mafioso started peeling the other bandages around Elliot's arm and legs and stared at Elliot.

Elliot stared at his wounds silently.

“...You okay?” Mafioso tilted his head.

“Uhm…I'm okay…”

“You look out of it again. Are you sure you're fine?” Mafioso held Elliot's hand. His ears perked down to seem a little smaller for Elliot's comfort.

“Mhm. Just…idk, I've never seen it this clean before.” Elliot confessed.

“Well that's a good thing. You're healing and that's a good thing.” Mafioso comforted. He rubbed his thumb over Elliot's hand to soothe him.

“I guess…” He mumbled.

 

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Mafioso drove into the night. The street lights passing by and slightly illuminating the car.

Mafioso was driving alone. He had to go and buy some stuff for Lady Eunoia. Mostly more printer paper and some snacks but he also though of getting Elliot some snacks and maybe even some canvases so he can keep painting in his room.

Maybe even some paint too since he was running out of white and red. Oh and green too, maybe just get him 8 sets of paint just to be sure. His paint is old anyway and he knew what brand Elliot liked the most.

He pulled up to the craft store dressed as a civilian to avoid detection though he was still pretty big.

He got out of his car carrying a wallet and his coat wrapped around himself because it was freezing outside.

He entered the craft store and got weird looks from people in the store, his ear twitched in annoyance once the people started talking about him. He was a mutant, it's expected.

He roamed the store looking for the items necessary. He grabbed two whole packs of A4 bondpaper and short bondpaper before placing it into the basket. He looked at a few other paper types before grabbing sticker paper. He might be a grown man but he likes it when Eunoia prints out bunny stickers using the sticker paper and he puts it all over his stuff.

He walked around before passing and paint isle.

“...Elliot needs more paint…” He murmured before turning back entering the painting section. He looked at the canvases and the paints but none of them are the ones Elliot likes. Elliot was specific about his paints and the texture of his canvases. He didn't like it too rough and not too smooth that the paint wouldn't stick at all.

Good thing this place had the type of canvas Elliot liked.

He grabbed 3 of the medium sized canvases and placed it in the basket. He fixed the paper before placing the canvases in. Mafioso checked the paints again to see…

Oh! They did have the paint…just not in stock. Maybe he can ask the store clerk if they had any in stock at the back.

He looked around and found someone who looked like they worked here.

“Excuse me. Do you have any of the Levi de shine paint sets? I saw you had some on the shelves but didn't have any in stock.” Mafioso asked, He stared down at the worker who placed down the box and opened it.

“You're in luck sir! I've got just the paint your looking for, I was just about to restock the shelves!” She picked up the exact set and gave it to him.

“Thanks.” Mafioso took the set and placed it inside the basket, He was about to make his way past the girl before she stopped him.

“Hey, I wanted to say you're like…Really cute mind if I had you're number?” She asked with a smile and a blush.

Mafioso stared down at her before brushing her off and walking past her. She stared back at him and sighed.

“You freaks are so rude. No wonder people don't like you.” She mumbled. Mafioso heard it but didn't choose to shoot her even if he was armed. Not worth shooting someone ignorant.

He walked over to the counter. His ear twitching again. It was self-checkout and that was good. He didn't have to talk to anyone.

He quickly checked out before people started asking if he was truly a mutant or if it's fake.

He walked outside with two paper bags and placed it into his car. He got in and ran his hand through his hair. He slit the key inside the key ignition then started his car.

He drove out of the parking lot and headed back on the freeway. The city was way more quiet tonight. He had his window down since he liked the cold breeze.

It took around 20 minutes till he got back and pulled up into the mansion.

He got past the guards and parked his car I'm the mansions parking lot. He took the two paper bags before locking his car and placing the keys in his pocket before going inside the mansion.

He walked up the stairs and towards his mother's room before knocking 3 times.

“Ma’ I have the paper” Mafioso spoke out.

“Come in Fio!” Eunoia called back.

Mafioso twisted the door handle and entered quietly, closing the door behind himself.

“Hi Fio! Took you a while where'd you buy the paper?” She asked taking her glasses off and getting up.

“The craft store 20 minutes away.”

“The one next to the sea food restaurant?”

“Mhm.”

“Oh dear. That's the one that has the manager that hates you” Eunoia took the paper bags and placed it on the table.

“He wasn't in. But a girl with blonde hair and purple high lights was, she asked for my number but I didn't mind her.” Mafioso replied before sitting down on one of the chairs in front of Eunoia's table.

“...What?” She asked slowly, turning to face Mafioso. “What else did she say?”

“Ma’. It's okay, She's not worth it.” He spoke before getting up. “Do you know where Elliot is?” He asked grabbing the bag with the paints and canvases inside.

“He's in his room. He's been listening to music while playing on his computer since you left. He just finished making dinner for us too so we don't have to buy take out again!” her mood shifted. Taking her glasses and putting them on.

“Ah, alright.” He replied before leaving the room.

Eunoia's mood shifted again. She took her phone out and made a call. “Good Evening D4. I'd like to make a quick order to take out a woman with blonde hair and purple high lights down at the craft store next to the sea food restaurant. Mhm. Kill her and make sure no one finds the body. Thank you” She stood there, Phone close to her ear.

“Oh and get some rabbit kibble on the way back, I forgot to tell Fio to buy some more since we were running out and I don't want to stress him any further.” She ordered. She then dropped the call and sighed.

She sat back down and took out the packs of paper. “Oh! Mafi even got me the short kind, how thoughtful!” She exclaimed happily and got back to work.

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Mafioso stood in front of Elliot's door. He took a deep breath before knocking.

“Elliot? Are you perhaps still awake?” He asked and the door swung open.

“Hi! Come in hold on” Elliot walked to the side and Let Fio inside.

“I have something for you” Mafioso held up the paper back in front of Elliot as Ells closed the door.

“No way.” Elliot's eyes widened as he pulled his headphones down.

“Do you…not like it?” Fio asked a little nervous.

“Maf you really didn't have too!!” Elliot gently took the bag and pulled out the three canvases and the paint set.

“Oh god-...IS THIS LEVI DE SHINE!? WHERE'D YOU GET THIS?!” He asked, dropping the bag in the process and stared at the paint set. He slightly bounced smiled at the set and back at Mafioso.

“I saw you needed new ones. I was going to buy stuff for the Boss so I thought I should replace the ones you have already with a new set. I checked and it's the same brand but it's a little knewer. I hope you don't mind it.”

“FIO!! It's Levi de SHINE. I don't care if it's new or old, this stuff is expensive and they keep the paint and formula consistent throughout their sets” Elliot info dumped and opened the case. It was complete with all 200 paint shades of paint.

“How much WAS this???”

“400 something. I didn't check.” Mafioso looked to the site and Elliot stared in shock.

“Now you REALLY didn't have too. I have the money to buy this myself FIO.” Elliot placed the set on his desk and pulled Mafioso into a hug.

“It's a gift. You should take it.” He hugged Elliot back. Elliot pulled away then walked over to his bed and pulled something out from underneath.

“What are you doing?” He tilted his head before Elliot pulled out a big bunny plushie.

“I won this at the fair me and Ma'am Eunoia went to while you were told to stay home. I couldn't give it to you because you weren't home and I wanted to surprise you but I got sidetracked and started playing Minecraft for 5 hours straight” he shoved the plush towards Mafioso and Fio hugged it. Nuzzling into the soft smooth fabric of the plush.

“Thank you.” He proceeded to continue nuzzling into it.

“No worries!!” Elliot smiled. He sat down on the bed and kicked his legs.

They both stayed silent for a while before Elliot suggested something.

“You wanna watch me play Minecraft?” He asked looking at mafi.

“Yeah, sure.” Mafioso replied with a smile as he watched Elliot walk towards his computer.

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Chapter 7: Carton of Milk

Summary:

Elliot was planning to bake something but he realized the milk he likes using is out so he asked Mafioso if he wants Fio to accompany him while they shop and while they get groceries Elliot runs into familiar faces. Not pleasant memories nor pleasant people.

Notes:

Tw/Cw for mentions and mocking of Suicide.

Please do not read this chapter if you are uncomfortable with anyone making fun of someone for committing or attempting to commit.

Your safety is much more important than some silly fix about a man trying to live his life normally when he's now a part of the mafia.

If you wish to continue please enjoy this chapter! If there are any typos to grammar mistakes I'm sorry, I wrote this in a rush since I missed the deadline.

If Mafioso had to admit. He loved watching Elliot do things, Even if it's just random chores. Elliot liked having a familiar routine. It's outstanding how fast he can adapt to a sudden change in it and it showed when he started to get used to the fact he didn't have to wake up at 5 in the morning to make lunch for his sister and get ready for work.

Now all Elliot needed to do was just live life normally. It was difficult at first because Mafioso would sometimes come home from staying up all night due to tracking someone with large amounts of debt and he came home startled to see Elliot wide away in his work uniform trying to sneak out with a 3 cups of coffee ready on the kitchen counter.

Of course Mafioso had to usher him back inside and he was then ushered into the kitchen to have a cup of coffee. It was soothing the moment Elliot held his face to check for scars since his job in the family was to patch up anyone hurt. Eunoia had said it was simply just for experience since now that Elliot was a part of the family he needed to learn a few things especially when defending himself.

Mafioso was the one to train him (With Eunoia's watchful eyes of course.) And it seemed to go pretty well too. He learned the basics on how to stitch wounds and how to hold a man's arm together while he sows it back together. The Mafia is brutal sometimes.

Elliot always looked professional whenever he performed acts like these. That's why Mafioso liked watching him do anything. He's been watching Elliot for a while now. Having to know any info about Mr. builder meant he'd have to know about Mr. Builders kids and Elliot was absolutely stunning to him. He sometimes would forget to watch Mr. Builder and sometimes just monitor Elliot for days on end but now he didn't really have to hide his amusement towards the Blonde haired boy.

It was like gazing at a flower you wished you could have but you'd always insist that you don't have the materials or enough vases to store the flower. He felt like Elliot wasn't ready for the two of them to be an actual thing.

So he watched. He waited.

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“Mafioso?” A familiar voice. Soft, calming. It was Elliot.

“Hm? What do you need, Ells?” He took his fedora off as his ears twitched. Thank whatever Lord was out there that he was wearing a coat that could hide his tail. It was wagging like crazy.

“I was hoping if you could like, Go with me to the supermarket downtown, We're out of milk and I don't like the milk in the fridge” He asked, A little nervous since he didn't like bothering Mafioso. Especially when Mafioso was in his office.

Fio sat there in his chair. Surrounded by bunnies that nuzzled close to him. Spending more time with Elliot? Dream come true. It would be a sin to decline.

“Of course. I was planning to go and retrieve some items from the store later too. But may I ask why you don't just ask one of the men to go and get you the milk you want?” Fio asked in return as he stood up.

“They end up buying soy milk when I said almond and fresh milk, soy just tastes bad and there's this specific brand I like but they told me they don't know where to find that brand since the store they go to usually doesn't even have that kind of milk” he rambled as he stepped inside. He wore a sweater with jeans and his jacket on top of the sweater. All the layers but he couldn't really ble Elliot. The guy lived by the sea side his whole life, Must be getting used to how cold it is here.

“Ahh. I see, Well no worries. I'll drive us to where you usually buy your groceries and I'll fetch some more bunny treats. I'm running out.” He grabbed his car keys. He usually tool his fedora off whenever he was with Elliot since it made him more taller than he already was. It also made Elliot nervous.

“Great!! I was also hoping to get Ms. Eunoia something while we're out, maybe some of those frozen tacos! I heard she liked those since I see her buying it a lot.”

“Those aren't for her usually. It's for a person in debt that she fancies a lot. She sends up out but never actually let's us deal with the girl. Favoritism I guess.” He responded while they both exited the room. Fio closing the door behind him.

They walked down the hallway, it was silent for a few moments before Elliot started to talk again.

“Have you heard of that casino near that really loud bar downtown?”

“Mhm. Why?”

“I always wondered who owned it because I used to deliver and take orders from there all the time back when I was still working, it was always towards this chance guy and I wanted to know if you knew them or not, Also is it just like a stage name or is it his actual name?” He asked while fidgeting with his necklace.

“It isn't a stage name. That's his actually name, it's stupid and he always comes by our organization to gift us things then leave. We had to give him one of my bunnies so he could leave us alone but he's a nice acquaintance. Very lonely guy.”

“That's his actual name?...fitting for his occupation I guess…” They start walking down the stairs and head towards the front door.

“Say what did you name the bunny?”

“What bunny?”

“The one you gave him!”

“Oh. Well we never heard from him after that. If we did then that's just for Lady Eunoia to know.”

“Bummer…You guys go after hackers too?” He added to the question. He never ran out of things to ask. Cute…

“Hm…Depends. There was this John doe guy but he eventually lived up to his name and vanished. Missing posters everywhere for the guy and yet no one can find him. He owed only 2k studs but it's alright according to Lady Eunoia. If he can't be found he can't pay therefore-”

“You guys can't go after him?” Elliot butted in as Mafioso opened the front door.

“Exactly.” He responded and held the door open for Elliot.

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A short drive later they both arrive at a supermarket that rich people would typically go too. Made sense since Elliot was indeed born wealthy. Probably had a weekly allowance from his father and…mother? Elliot never really talked about a mother figure so he assumed Mr. Builder raised Elliot and his sister alone.

“Okay so this plays has high quality food, I only go here for some stuff since the cheap stuff is good but it isn't the one I like personally. It's either too sweet or too bland, I hate the bland stuff.” He grabbed a basket from the entrance and walked ahead. Mafioso followed closely behind. He made sure if any rival Mafia organization spotted him he was ready and unfortunately he only had a brass knuckle and a sharp pocket knife on him. He always did.

“I see. I've never really gone to this place. Seemed fancy from the outside, Does this place have a membership card like Bloxco?”

“Yeah, Imported stuff y'know, This place isn't as big as Bloxco but it's like good enough, it isn't that expensive too since it's a lot smaller. Bloxco overprices it's products for customers to be able to gloat about how expensive their food is when the same products can be bought here for like 99 cents less” He explained as they walked around.

“And you manage to know this how?” He tilted his head in curiosity whilst he fixed his tie. He waited behind Elliot as he checked the difference between two cartons of milk.

“My dad used to take us to Bloxco when I was like 16 and Mia was like 2. He wanted to buy in bulk so we didn't need to go so often, That was when he was trying to be a decent father” He placed one of the cartons of milk back and the one that remained in his hand into the basket. He turned and walked to another isle.

“Hm. I'm surprised you retained all that”

“I used to stare at the price tags of the isles to entertain myself, Dad was like super slow when it came to deciding what to eat for dinner so while Mia was in a cart I would just wonder around and come back. He would still be deciding if we have sushi for dinner or just grab take out, he's really good at cooking” he explained while they both looked at the freezer isle. He was craving a sandwich rn but he didn't want to buy one.

“You should do bacon, sweet ham isn't worth it.”

“Yeah you're right” He opened the freezer and grabbed two packs of bacon. “How'd you know I was choosing between sweet ham or bacon?”

“You were staring for a lot longer than you usually do when you stare at prices, Figured I should help you decide.” Fio replied, he glanced at Elliot who was looking directly at him.

“Thanks!” *Elliot smiled at Mafioso before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards where the animal snacks usually were.

Mafioso's heart was pounding. Holding hands!!!! Omg!!!

They reached the isle and Elliot let go of mafioso's hand (much to his disappointment.)

“Okay, You should pick out which one you usually get and I'll pay for it since I'm paying for my own stuff” he asked before going to look at the collars. He liked the colors they had.

Mafioso nodded then walked towards the treats and picked a 12 pack of Florence bunny munchies. The Berry flavor.

Before he could turn and walk back to Elliot he notices Two adult women laughing a little too loudly for comfort.

They were both talking about some random company thing before bumping into Elliot who almost dropped a blue collar.

“Hey watch where you're going!-...Oh my gosh-...” One of the girls placed a hand over her mouth as if to seem shocked.

“Eliza is that you???” Elliot tensed. Mafioso saw how he stopped moving and turned slowly. They were very far from where's Mafioso stood and he was ready to just cut in and take Elliot out.

“Oh my god it is you!! How's working at your dads business? Doing well for you??” She snickered and so did the other woman.

“Wow you've changed a lot, I'm surprised you're still alive after y'know…the word about you trying to hang yourself the night before prom?...how's life treating you?” She smiled condescendingly.

“What did you just say?” Elliot looked absolutely flabbergasted. He didn't know what to reply with that. He almost dropped the basket all together. Mafioso had about enough before actually walking over and stopping it from getting worse.

“Excuse me. But do you ever stop talking? You laugh like you're the only on here. Leave this guy alone.” He spoke calmly before taking Elliots arm.

“Awh and who might you be? Her boyfriend? I'm surprised anyone would want to date a train wreck like her, Isn't that right Liz?”

“Elliot.”

“What?”

“My name isn't Eliza. It's Elliot. If all you're going to do is insult me then at least use the right name Mallory.” He rolled his eyes before turning to leave with Mafioso. He wasn't going to take this much more since it just wasted his time.

“Is that so? Then maybe that's why you'd date a mutant. Nobody would date you unless they were desperate. Is he like a pet? He looks like one because of those adorable bunny features, no wonder you were looking at collars. Freak.” Mallory snickered and so did the woman beside her. Mafioso was ready to beat the shit out of them before Elliot turned to him.

“Hey can I borrow your brass knuckles?” He asked with a smile.

“Sure…?” He reached into his pocket and pulled out one of his two brass knuckles. “What are you planning on doing?” He asked as he was shoved the basket and Elliot rolled his sleeve up whole he wore the weapon.

He turned and Mallory continued to tease.
“Did I hurt it's feelings or yours? Can't tell since you both look so mad! You remember when Jen dumped a whole bucket of paint over your heard when you were in the changing rooms trying to change out of your gym clothes? And when you took the shower you had to walk out with just a towel and ran to the principles office to get a new pair of clothes? Good times right!” she laughed and wiped a pretend tear from her eye.

“Uhh…Mal…I think you should stop…” The woman beside Mallory tapped her shoulder. Mallory turned to face the woman with a snarky attitude. “What is she gonna do? Punch me?” She turned back only to be met with a painful punch to the nose.

Mallory and her groceries flew to the ground and a pained cry for the girl. Mallory's friend yelped and ran away.

“H-HEY!! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING!?” She was cut off as Elliot kicked her in the stomach then got on top of her as he started to punch her over and over again.

“How's your 8th husband mal? Have kids yet?” He punched her between questions. Blood splitting over his first and a little on his face.

“AH!! STOP IT YOU PSYCO!!!” She would yell in pain. She tried to push him off but to her dismay he had pinned her down.

“Bet your kids looooove you huh? Love seeing you so much they sneak out of school to ditch at the pizzeria and vent to me about how much you cheat on your husbands. We all know those tits are fake.” He punched her harder each time.

“JAKE WOULD NEVER.”

“oh but Jake did. I was like his 9th dad, he trusted me sooo much Mallory and yet you never knew where he was last 10 pm.”

They fight continued and Mafioso stood there. He watched Elliot beat the shit out of a woman who was harassing him. Without the restraints or risk of losing a job he was able to fight back physically.

He admired Elliot more, standing up to a woman like that? Punch her till she bled in a supermarket??? Wow. After a while Elliot got off Mallory who was crying, face battered but she wasn't dead. Elliot's fist was bloody and a bit of blood got on his jacket and face but all in all he was clean.

“Next time you call my boyfriend a pet I'm not going to let you survive without having to get hospitalized.” He kicked her one more time and she gave a Yelp.

“Let's go fio. I don't wanna see this bitch anymore” He huffed and almost looked like he wanted to spit of the woman before they both left.

Mafioso payed for the items (Even if Elliot insisted he was going to pay.) And left the store. Mallory was too scared to make a police report about Elliot because of how battered she was ( also cuz Elliot's like apart of the cartel and that meant any legal action she’d have against Elliot would be dropped because Eunoia was a big sponsor for the police department in the city.) and it was convenient that no employee was around.

Mafioso took out tissues from his glove box and handed them to Elliot. “Get yourself cleaned off. You punched her real good, I thought you would've killed her.” He commented. He was impressed.

“She got on my nerves, without customer service I don't need to be a doormat anymore, also thanks for the brass knuckle.” He took it off and handed it to Mafioso. It was wrapped in tissue so it wouldn't stain anything in the car and he started to wipe at his bruised first and his face.

“No worries. I was planning to punch her myself but you did it better than I would've.”

“Haha yeah! Well you taught me how to punch better, so technically it's just the same way you punch “ He chuckled as the car drove away.

“I suppose so.” he paused for a moment to think before speaking again. “Want to buy some pastries? For Lady Eunoia and you.”

“Hell yeah, I want the crunchy icing cakes”

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Mafioso knocked on Eunoia's office door. He entered after a soft “Come in Fio!” Sounded from the door.

“Elliot bought you some cake…And a frozen taco discount coupon.” he entered and placed the gifts down.

“Wait, really?? Awhhh how thoughtful!!! Give him my gratitude!” She smiled and opened the box of cake she was going to definitely finish by herself.

“He's taking a nap right now but I'll send him your thanks for sure.” He was going to turn and leave before Eunoia stopped him.

“Fio! Great time you're here see, I have this thing for you” she reached down and pulled out a folder. She handed it to Fio before taking a sip of her coffee.

“Diane ######. A couple months ago she had asked for a loan of 40k for groceries and school funds, but she hasn't paid in full and it's been a while. Wondering if you could take her out?”

“But-...She has a foster kid. I can't do that.” He protested a little. This was never an issue to him but being with Elliot made him a little softer.

“I know fio…but I just can't keep the family fed if she isn't willing to cooperate! I've send her letters to warn her and she keeps making excuses. She's treating this how Mr. Builder treated warnings and reminders by excusing my claims and insisted she'll pay next month. It's been almost a full year and she promised to have it paid by June when she asked for the loan back in January.” She explained. Mafioso glanced through the folder given to him. He scanned through the folder. One kid, a Widow. Kid was male. 14, maybe 15 years old.

God. He sighed and took the file. “Okay. I'll deal with her.”

“Thank you Fio. I promise I'll try to stop making you handle my single parent customers.” She took a sip of her coffee before Mafioso turned and left.

 

How was he going to deal with the kid?...

Notes:

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Chapter 8: Doubt

Summary:

Mafioso goes to kill his target. He kills her but he hesitates and thinks if he did the right thing.

Elliot's made him soft. God damn it.

Notes:

cw: violence.

TW: mentions of healed self harm scars and Elliot maybe doubting himself (again) Plus Fio actually caring about some of his targets. I don't like this chapter and frankly it was hard to write so that's why I took so long. I'm sorry if fio doesn't adopt the kid I wasn't planning to make fio adopt a kid especially since Elliot would be his main reason to adopt a kid and Elliot isn't ready for any kids (Mentally wise. He isnt stable enough to foster children.)

enjoy the chapter

The streets were desolate and cold. It always was. The sound of water dripping from pipes on to the puddles below echoed across the alley way.

Mafioso stalked with his boys close behind him as they turned a corner and entered a building. An apartment complex.

“Alright boys. Room 34, go find it and make sure she doesn’t get out. I need to call someone.” Mafioso called as he pulled out his phone.

“You got it boss!” Soldier saluted before running up the stairs with the 3 other men. Mafioso stood outside and turned. Opening his phone and dialing a number.

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The phone rank. Elliot was sitting in Eunoia's office, he swayed his legs back and forth while waiting for her. Elliot glanced at the red telephone ringing on Eunoia's desk. Elliot was conflicted whether he should pick it up or let it ring. It was probably important…like REALLY important…

Elliot looked at the door and looked back at the phone. He was close to picking it up but was stopped as Eunoia came inside the room.

“Oh dear I'm so sorry Elli! I needed to feed Mafioso's bunnies while he's out, y'know how he gets when he-...uh…” She stared at him. His arm stretched out to grab the phone and he quickly retracted his arm.

“S-soryy…I thought maybe I should answer the phone while you weren't here.” He looked at the ground. Hands on his lap and his long curly hair dropped over his face and shoulder.

“It's alright Elliot, please don't be ashamed but also please don't handle the phone without my permission. It could've been a call from a different organization wanting a peace treaty!” She scolded as she picked up her phone and checked who it was.

“I know…sorry…” his voice a mumble. He sat there uncomfortably. Suddenly his sleeves were so interesting to fidget.

“No need to apologize, now please give me a moment to answer this.” She turned around and answered the call.

Elliot didn't know who it was. All he knew was it was important. He tugged at his sleeve. He then suddenly stopped, he stared at it before pulling it down.

Healed deep scars on his wrists and arm. He grazed his arm against it. It was so rough. Why does Fio like holding him close when his body isn't as soft and smoothie as everyone else's. He began to think.

Why does Mafioso choose to be with him when he isn't even attractive. Sure he had the qualities of a good looking person but he was certainly just average. Like a 5 out of 10 when it came to how good looking he was. Fio doesn't deserve that.

He's never heard Fio say he loved Elliot so he must've been doing something wrong…Maybe he isn't making these people happy enough…Those girls were right.

He should've ended it when he could.

Just then Eunoia's voice got louder. Not too loud but just loud enough to get through his thoughts.

“Elliot are you okay dear? I'm sorry if my words came off too harsh!” She apologized and kneeled down in front on him.

“W-huh?” He asked. Looking around as if finding a way out of this situation then looking back at Eunoia. He tugged his sleeve down and just stared at her.

“You stopped talking, you've been staring at the floor the entire time I was on the phone.” She gently placed a hand on Elliot's thigh.

“Who was it?” He asked.

“Oh it was just Mafioso, He wanted to ask about a certain job and asked if you were okay” She smiled gently towards Elliot. She got up and walked behind her desk to pull something out from her drawer.

“He…wanted to know if I'm okay?” He asked. Skeptical but flustered.

“Mhm! I told him you were just fine and that if anything happened to you I'd call him. In case you started shaking again of course” She took out a file and started looking through it.

“Shaking? I-...I never shake?” He asked. Tilting his head in confusion.

“You usually start shaking before you start getting violent. Do you not remember?” She asked, concerned. Glancing up at him before looking back down.

“Oh…yeah uhm…yeah that's right I guess…” He responded and looked at the floor.

Eunoia paused. She glanced up at Elliot again as she spoke she closed her folder and looked directly at him.

“Don't be scared to tell us if something is bothering you or if our words are far too harsh. Your mental state is more important to us than some tax evader.” She gave him a gentle smile. He stared at her, motionless and awkward.

He gave a simple nod. He knew he did something right at least if they were willing to acknowledge he was different.

“So how about we go and have an us day! Just you and me going around town and having fun! Want to go to the fair again?” She asked with a bright smile.

Elliot looked up and a small smile was on his face. “Yeah, I want to win another bunny plush for Fio.” He got up and zipped his jacket up.

“Wonderful!! I'm paying for everything again by the way!” She happily skipped over to Elliot and pulled him out of the office. He was silent but nodded. At least he'll do what he likes.

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Mafioso slipped his phone into his pocket as he turned to enter the stairwell. Mafioso climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor to be greeted with faint cries and begging. Mafioso stalked closer towards the apartment, his body tense as if he didn’t want to do any of this but he has never denied an order from Eunoia.

He turned and entered the apartment to a woman tied up and a child being escorted out.

“C’mon lil guy, Let’s go get you some ice cream and bring you to your new home!” Consigliere ushered the kid out with Soldier.

“Wait, what are you going to do with my mom?!” He asked with tears in his eyes.

“That’s for the boss to decide.” Soldier replied and nodded slightly as the three passed Mafioso. Fio walked into the room and kneeled down in front of her.

“Listen. I ain’t gonna let you off the hook this time, it’s been too long since your last pay.” Mafioso reached into his pocket and pulled out a 9 caliber revolver and pressed it against the crying woman's head.

“Please! My son needs me, He doesn’t have anyone else and I don’t want to leave him with my sister!” She begged with tears. She was scared and Mafioso could see that. He didn’t want to admit that he wanted to sigh and just walk away letting her live another day just so she can try to pay it fully but he knew Lady Eunoia would scold him.

“Apologies Ms. Diane but it’s just buisness.” The gun pushes harder against her head.

“PLEASE!!! MY SON NEEDS ME I’LL PAY FOR IT LATER-” The gun goes off and the cries go silent. The body lays lifeless on the floor while Contractee drops the woman with a thud. Blood spread everywhere on the carpet and splattered blood and brains against the wall, the couch and the coffee table.

“Jeez boss, you actually let her talk before killing her you going soft' or somethin’?” Contractee joked then got nudged by Caporegime who preferred not to talk. Mafioso gave no comment and left the two to take care of the body. He didn’t want to dwell on the feeling of regret. He knew this woman had not done anything to warrant the death but business was business. She had it coming…right?

God Pasquel why are you worrying so much about this. The kid is with his 2 other boys and being sent to another orphanage and he was the cause. He isn’t going to take care of the kid because he doesn’t have the time to take care of all his rabbits AND help Elliot get better while simultaneously taking care of his job and a child. Too much work for someone who’s barely able to cram in to go to the store and get his bunnies treats.

Mafioso sighed and walked down the hall and down the stairs to exit the building. He loses himself in thought and his bunny ear twitches in irritation.

“What has he done to you, Pasquel.” Mafioso sighed while he exited the building.

 

✩.･*:｡≻───── ⋆♡⋆ ─────.•*:｡✩

Eunoia opened the door for Elliot as he carried multiple Bunny based items. The fair was closed so Eunoia took him out to shop and get a new bottle of antidepressants.

“Elliot, are you sure you can carry all that? I can help you if you wan-”

“I’m okay!” He reassures with a smile while holding 6 bags of whatever he got and a huge bunny plush that has a fedora stitched on it.

“Elliot you look like you’re struggling…” Eunoia points out only to hear heavy shuffling from the living room. “Fio, is that you?” she calls out only to hear a muffled deep groan. The two walk towards the living room and Ell drops everything and walks over to Mafioso.

“You okay?” Elliot asks while Eunoia takes Fio’s fedora off. He’s trying to doze off.

“Fio did something go wrong?” Eunoia asks and all Mafioso does is just groan.

“He’s sleeping, We should leave him be for a while.” Elliot comments then goes back to picking up his things. Well half of it was Mafioso’s gifts.
“Ms. Eunoia”

“Yeah Ell?” Eunoia replies while she pokes at Mafioso.

“Do you want to help me clean my room? I want to get rid of some stuff and fix my belongings since all of my stuff are just…in boxes” He carries his belongings out of the living room as Eunoia follows close behind.

 

“Well of course! I’m clear for the day anyway.” She followed him up to the room and gasped. It's a mess. Pure depression room and in contrast to how Elliot looked. Maybe it's because he’s been sleeping with Mafioso…wait no. Sleep beside Mafioso.

She watches him just chuck his goodies in a corner, except for the bunny of course. That thing is placed on the bed then tucked under Elliot’s bed sheets.

“Okay so I’ll just dump the boxes out and we can start cleaning.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t just dump things randomly! Portion it and fold it one at a time?” Eunoia asked with a faltering smile.

“I like doing it all at once. It’s easier.” He knelt down beside a box and opened it. “I don’t want to do any unnecessary steps and just get straight to the point. I’ll get too tired to do things one at a time so I’ve been doing it all at once.” He pulled things out of a box.

“It’s okay to take things one at a time! You’re not going anywhere anytime soon so you can take things slowly Ell” She reassured and kneeled down next to Elliot.

“Huh. yah, I guess so…we can like, Organize this box first since it's mostly just clothes.”

Eunoia nodded as she helped him organize his belongings and Mafioso was still on the couch wondering if he did the right thing or not…or maybe he just wants pizza, who knows.

(I don’t know how to end this! Next chap will b abt mia)

Notes:

likes n kudos r appreciated! (not with this chapter though. I hate this chapter.)

Chapter 9: Mia is super awsome and epic and you should make more art of her.

Summary:

Mia goes through an eventful day. She's also grieving not being able to bully ell

Notes:

I wrote this chapter quickly, I was exited for it lowkey

Mia sat in her bed. “...Uno.” She spoke to herself. She missed Elliot. She missed being able to bug him in his room and make fun of his stupid hair but now he isn't even here at all. She placed the deck of cards down and got off the bed.

She tied her hair up and clipped that black bow on while she exited her room. She stood there for a moment in that long hallway and thought about what she was going to do…She’s hungry.

Mia walked down the hall and passed by her brother's room. Closed shut, unopened and untouched. She thought about entering but she didn’t, she didn’t know why…

She continued her walk down the stairs. Heading straight towards the kitchen only to stop in her tracks. She instinctively hides behind a wall and eves drops on her dad while he’s on the phone.

“Martha please just listen to me…No! I’m not going to give you custody over Mia. You didn’t care to stay for Eliza-...I-I mean Elliot… why should I trust you with MIA?!” Mr. Builder spoke. Pacing back and forth and his voice strained and tired.

Mia’s heart dropped. Someone was going to take her away too?...

“Martha you left Elliot to take care of Mia while I was busy in a meeting-...HE WAS SIXTEEN MARTHA. Elliot couldn’t even take care of himself and you left him to struggle with a two year old crying and he didn’t know what to do.” He leaned against the counter and sighed. The woman who was presumed to be ‘Martha’ must’ve said something about Elliot that made Mr. Builder even angrier.

“Don’t you EVER try to call Elliot that. You aren’t even here to see him GROW UP. I did everything Martha. EVERYTHING and I think I still did a better job than you did-...” The room fell silent. Mia was trembling as she stood there silently trying not to be found. Why was it silent…

She got her answer a few moments later.

“You know why I sent him away. Eunoia is a good woman. She knows how to take care of someone like Elliot with a son like... HIM. ” Mr. Builder murmured out an explanation. Mia tried to shuffle away before knocking a picture frame over. It fell onto the floor and smashed.


“SHIT!” Mia hurriedly ran upstairs as Mr. Builder yelled. “MIA??? WAS THAT YOU???” He walked to check and only got a glimpse of her running. He dropped the call with the woman and placed his phone on the cabinet. He stepped on the shattered frame, glass crunching beneath him.

Mia closed her door, locking it  and slid down onto the floor. She shook slightly. Martha??? Who WAS THAT. Why is she trying to take her away too? WHO THE FUCK IS EUNOIA?!

She trembles slightly when she hears a faint knock on the door. “Mia? Mia please open the door, what happened hun? I promise I’m not mad about the picture frame.” His voice is soft. Loving. A tone she’s not used too.

“Mia? Sweetheart, are you okay?” The knocking continues. Was this how Elliot felt when dad tried barging into his room? She never saw what happened there but all she could hear was crying and constant apologies. Elliot always just kept saying sorry after dad yells at him to open the door.

She’s scared that he might start Yelling as well so she opens the door. “Mia! Sweetheart, what's wrong? Did you get hurt from the frame?” He asked worriedly while he got on one knee in front of Mia.

“Dad…are you going to give me away like Elliot?” She asked through tears. Mr. The Builder's face goes pale. She heard what she needed too.

Mr. Builder takes her into a hug. He rubs her back comforting her. “No dear. I won’t let her take you away. I’m not giving you away.” He spoke softly. Mia was silent before asking.

“Then why did you give Elliot away?...” She asked through sniffles. The room was silent. It was cold too. Mr. Builder didn’t know what to say and it showed.

“Dad?-”

“He wasn't going to get better here. Not how he was living, not how I was barely home, and not how he had to suck it all up so you could grow up better.” He confessed and hugged Mia tighter.

They both fell silent again. She knew Elliot wasn’t okay but she never thought she would be one of the reasons he didn’t feel better.

“How about we forget this and let’s get something to eat okay? We can go shopping at Whiteworks. Elliot always talked about how the prices are better there.” He patted Mia’s back while he got up.

Mia whipped her tears with her sleeve and followed her dad down the stairs and out the door. The car ride was silent, It wasn’t filled with any conversation other than the radio playing. Mia looked out the window and stared at a lot of things. Tree’s that passed by, ducks, people.

It was the most boring ride ever! She can’t even make fun of Elliot while their dad drove to their location. It was boring.

Not long after they pulled up beside a nice looking SUV and got out. Mia holding Mr. Builders hand while they entered and took a shopping cart with them. “So…Mia, what do you want to buy?” Mr. Builder asked awkwardly.

“...I’m feeling for some ice cream.” She replied and walked forward. Letting go of Mr. Builders' hand. He reluctantly lets go and watches Mia walk forward.

Mia continued to walk before she saw a big fluffy yellow bunny from the corner of her eye pass by from the opposite side of the aisle. She looks over to see the figure stop midway and a faint voice could be heard.

Rough and deep then…Soft and raspy almost. A voice all too familiar.

“Ell?-” Mia then bolts towards the aisles the opposite way, she doesn’t even register her father yelling her name and focuses as the two vanish from sight. She skids and once she’s at the end aisle and looks around her. Gone.

“B-But they were here a second ago. What's going on?— ”

“MIA!” The sound rings and followed by the sound of a shopping cart making that awful rustling sound. “What happened??? You can’t just run off like that, don’t you know how many kids get lost in a supermarket?” He asked and looked towards where Mia was looking.

“I swear I heard hi-..Nevermind. Let's get ice cream. I think it's just me hearing things.” She rushes forward and looks at all the ice cream.

“Okay…what flavor hun?” He asked while bringing the cart closer to her.

“Watermelon, I heard it's good then I’m gonna get a box of strawberry popsicles, it’s so hot in westport” She opens the fridge and takes out 2 boxes of each then places it in the cart.

“Sound’s good! How about we get some popcorn too and we can spend some time together yeah?” Mr. Builder smiled and pushed the cart into the aisle beside them. It was luckily the snack aisle.

“Can we watch a Movie?” She asked. Skipping behind him.

“Sure hun. We can watch your favorite!” He smiled and started picking out popcorn.

“I’m gonna go get drinks, Probably the same place as the freezers.” She went off on her own as Mr. Builder nodded. Mia walked down the hall and checked the freezers. Okay, an important decision.

Root Beer or Normal Cola? She wasn't allowed to drink bloxy cola because apparently it tasted bad and like beer so she chose the safer option. Blue fizzy and Red Fizzy. She was going to drink this stuff all week.

She was about to run back but then she heard a loud cry and grunting. She slowly turned towards where the sound came from and a woman ran past her. This got her curious so like how any normal child would, she investigated the premises and slowly walked closer and took a peek. She almost dropped the Blue and Red fizz due to who she saw.

There he was. Her brother. Beating the living shit out of a woman with something she couldn’t distinguish and a scary big bunny man behind him that watched with awe.

“YEAH YOU LIKE THAT? HUH? YOU WANNA TALK SHIT??” He yelled between grunts and punches. The woman cried yet no one came to her aid. Mia almost walked forward to give Elliot a hug before she was grabbed back by someone.

“Mia what are you doing? You shouldn’t snoop around like that! C’mon lets get going” He tug Mia away and she loses sight of what would be the last time she’ll see her brother in what will be months again.

“DAD LET GO!! ELLIOT IS RIGHT THERE!!!” She cries out and Mr. Builder doesn’t budge.

“Look hun I know you miss him but there’s a fight going on. It’s best if we leave now and let the staff handle this.” They left the aisle and at the same time the other two left their aisle and what felt like the world going slow motion Mia and Mr. Builder locked eyes with Mafioso as he was being dragged away by Ell.

They stared at each other but Mr. Builder was more shocked at actually seeing Ell. Covered in blood and the angriest look he ever could have on his face on full display.

One moment they were there and the next they were at check out and left. The father and daughter fell silent.

“Oh my telamon.”

“I TOLD YOU HE WAS HERE.”

||—:3—||

The ride home was…awkward. Was that actually him??? No…Ell wouldn’t hurt anyone…right??
Okay whatever. Mia didn’t want to think about her brother.

They got home and microwaved the popcorn then set up the TV. Today felt…weird.

Mia didn’t know what to say, should she be shocked? Upset? Happy to see her brother kick someone’s ass???...

All of the above apparently. What a very eventful day but hey at least she gets to eat popcorn and chill with her dad.

Hope Elliot is doing okay wherever he went after that nasty fight. He looked so cool covered in blood!! Super badass honestly.

She then enjoyed her night watching horror movies with her already asleep dad. She then starts to think a little then a question dawns her mind.

“Who the hell is Martha?”

Notes:

Kudos and comments r appriciated

Chapter 10: Family reunion

Summary:

Mia goes to look for her brother and Elliot is roped into accidentally being bait for a target.

(SPOILER. ELLIOT AND MIA ARE OKAY.)

Notes:

CW + TW// SA, mentions of child exploitation and selling a child's organs, and Elliot relapsing after and ABUSE.

I'd like to say I do not condone what Rodrick (the guy in this chapter who SA's elliot) and never will. I was projecting onto Elliot (AGAIN.) and I was in the worst mood of my life and I needed to get it out somehow. I'm sorry if this is triggering you are free to skip this chapter or skip to the end. This took so long to make due to my poor mental state right now and I'll try to post more. I'm sorry for the long wait.

SPOILER. Mia and Elliot are okay. I promise they are okay.

One word. Betrayal. Mia woke up to a woman carrying her away and placing her into a car. She looked around in horror as she tried to look out the window and saw her Father talking with some woman. Their words were muffled by the car's window and how Mr. Builder looked so…defeated.

 

Mia tried to get out and ask her dad what was happening before realizing. That woman…She looked like…

 

She's the woman from the photos! She must also be the Martha dad was talking about! 

 

Why is she here? Trying to take her away. Must be CPS.

 

Mia's eyes followed the woman who walked closer to the car. She slumped in her seat. She tried opening the door but it seemed like the door had a child safety lock so any form of escape would be pointless.

The door opened and the woman with white hair shoved her bag into Mia’s lap.

“Alright listen. I’m taking you to Eastport because your dad wasn’t supposed to have custody over you. You can refer to me as mom or something. I don’t care, just don’t talk to me.” Her seatbelt clicks in place then she starts her car then drives away from the driveway. Just like with Elliot Mr. Builder stared at the car drive away and just went back inside.

“Huh…So this is how it felt when people used to go to the house to take him somewhere…hey lady who are you and why are you taking me away?” Mia asked bluntly. She held back any fear and nervousness. Crying isn’t going to save her.

“Martha Scottworth. People used to call me Mrs. Builder back then but since me and Connor got divorced I stopped going by builder. I’m basically your mother.” She replied in the same blunt uninterested tone Mia gave and this raised an eyebrow.

“Okay so if you and dad got divorced then why did dad win custody of me and you’re only grabbing me now?” She asked, tilting her head. Martha glanced at her before looking back on the road.

“Eliza. Your sister didn’t want to watch you go so she said she’ll take care of you and that I was free to leave. You were like 2 years old when I left.” She sighed and continued to keep her eyes on the road. Man this story has so many car conversations. Who said that?

“I…don’t have a sister.” Mia seemed skeptical, she should. She only grew up with her brother E-.

“Elliot. Does that ring any bells?” She pulled up to a nice but rich looking house. Modern but not confusing.

“Oh. I-...No wonder dad sometimes calls Elliot, Eliza. But I think you shouldn’t call him a girl because y’know…He isn't one anymore” Mia tried opening the door only for Martha to open it for her. Turns out it did have a child safety lock.

“ Riiiighhhhhttt …I don’t really care about Liz and what she calls herself now. She spent so much time with guys in school and caused this. Not to mention all that money your dad spent on her seeing a therapist. Back in my day kids just sucked up their emotions and had kids early.” She grabbed Mia’s stuff from the back of the car. Eastport seemed to snow…A lot.

The streets were freezing and so was Mia. How was this across town when the other side was all beaches and snow???

She checked her phone and tried to update Elliot about it until she remembered him saying he…He was in EASTPORT. HE’S HERE!

-...somewhere…

Mia grabbed most of her stuff from the car and from Martha and ran inside.

She had a plan to go and get him back.

— :3 —

Around 3 hours later Mia simply just walked out the house when Martha was looking so she at least knew but Martha couldn’t care less. She was fixing her hair and her jewelry meanwhile Mia’s stuff was still in a box in the living room.

Now here she  was wandering the ice cold streets. She was walking the street’s in a large orange coat with fur on it and her usual pink shoulder bag. Is it a shoulder bag?...She couldn’t give you an answer even if you asked.

“Find a large man in a fedora. C’mon Mia you’re already here just find the guy and ask for your brother. Simple, How big is Eastport anyway?” She asked herself. Then got lost about 2 minutes in when she turned a corner to…This.

A huge busy street which you wouldn’t expect from this place since it’s super cold. She looked around, maybe that guy was out today following someone. Elliot said something a while ago that this guy looked like a bunny. Wonder if it's the same guy Ell was with yesterday…

 

Mia walks along the street looking left and right.trying to see if anyone matched that description she’s thinking of. Nobody so far but that doesn’t matter, big city, lots of people. She thought it would be easy at the very least since he’s big…very big.

Mia continued to walk and ask pedestrians if they’ve seen Elliot or the man. Nobody cared to pay attention to her. She probably looked poor to them. Man the people around here are as cold as their climate . She tried asking but nobody continued to bat an eye  and even if they did they couldn’t give her any information which was a shame. She gave up at some point and sat down on the sidewalk. She sighed out of frustration.

It was beginning to get dark and no progress was made. She just walked around and couldn’t get back to Martha even if she tried, this place was a maze!

She opened her bag to check if she had any money since she hadn’t eaten all day only to be met with…Nothing.

She didn’t think to bring her cash and is now stranded somewhere with an almost dead phone and starving. Not to mention she’s heard the nights here get even colder.

She felt hopeless, See couldn’t find Elliot or anyone who knew where he was and now she was going to starve to death. GREAT!!!

 

Just then Mia felt a hand touch her.

“w-huh?- …HEY!” A bag was placed over her head and all she felt was getting picked up roughly and thrown in the back of a car...no wait, a van. Maybe a van she doesn’t know.

“ OH JUST GREAT!!! NOW I’M GETTING KIDNAPPED. ” Mia yelled as she kicked at the vehicle's walls. Maybe it was a van because of how much room there was. It felt fast and she started to panic. She felt her wrists cuffed together and the bag on her head covering anything.

“Great job boys! We’ll be able to sell this chicks organs so we can pay back Eunoia. Can’t have her bunny boy go after us.” A deep groggy voice rang from the front seat. The two other men cheered and Mia gulped.

“You’re going to sell my organs?!” She asked in panic.

“Well yeah, Do you know how long it’ll take to make 500 bucks?” The guy up front asked in a sarcastic tone.

“And you think getting a job isn’t easier?” Mia’s tone changed from panic to disbelief and sarcasm.

The van was silent. A cough broke the silence.

“She's right boss…In a week we could earn 100 bucks if we find a high paying minimum wage job.” A more squeaky voice responded.

“This van was a rental, I spent so much cash on this plan and you’re telling me we should work minimum wage instead of being millionaires by selling a kid to some guy???” He spoke and his two goons gasped.

“Woah. Boss. Not cool.”

“Yeah boss…I thought we agreed to just selling her kidney or something.” The two henchmen sounded disappointed and their leader stayed silent. Mia couldn’t see but she knew that guy up front was being shamed with stares.

This was her new life. Getting taken by some men to somewhere she doesn’t know and might die. Huh.

The apple really doesn’t fall far from the tree. She wondered what Elliot is doing right now.

— :3 —

Elliot sat in his room staring at literally nothing. Eunoia is hosting a party downstairs and Fio was told to get up about an hour after his nap. He doesn’t want to go downstairs out of fear he’d ruin this formal evening and also because Eunia told him to stay in his room because a target was going to this party and she doesn’t want him getting hurt once the man is killed. Weird request but he understands so he stayed inside his room doing nothing.

In the dark, In silence. It’s been months since he’s actually talked to his friends or dad. He talks to Mia weekly though.

She’s probably asleep by this point. It’s really late.

Elliot was just about to get up when some guy burst into the room. Elliot gets up quickly and stares at the highly intoxicated man. Elliot’s arms were bare to the man’s eyes who looked at Elliot with pure lust. He knows what a horny man looks like and He’s experienced this at work more times than he can count.

“Oh hello beautiful~” The drunk man fixes his suit's cuffs as he straightens his posture.

“Wh-...How are you up here didn’t Eunoia say-...” Elliot backed up against the wall. The guy is standing in the doorway and it’s too high up to jump out the window. Elliot was trapped. Bathroom had no windows either so even if he tried he'd get pounced on first.

“I was just trying to look around…see where I can sleep and maybe find if Eunoia had precious jewels to take for myself…You do look like a special jewel to me cutie~” He flirted. Closing the door behind himself and locking it.

“How about we get to know each other a little bit hmm?” The man started taking his coat off. Elliot looked around the room in a panic. He was terrified and he doesn’t have anything to use as protection. This man had muscle and he looked like he did boxing for years.

Elliot was screwed the moment this man entered the house. Elliot grabbed his phone from the nightstand and opened it. He looked for a contact and shot Mafioso multiple texts asking for help.

“Who are you texting bunny?~ You should be keeping your eyes on me.” The guy struts forward and takes Elliot’s phone away then throws it on to the bed. “That phone isn’t the only thing I’ll be throwing.” He asked as Elliot was also picked up and thrown on the bed. Ell was hyperventilating at this point, How was he so light for this guy to pick him up like nothing?

Elliot couldn’t breathe. He placed a leg on the guy’s chest trying to kick him back. If he could punch a girl till she bled you’d think he could do it to a man too but this situation is different. WAY too different.

“STOP! PLEASE L-LET ME- MFPH!!” Elliot’s mouth was covered by a hand as the guy shushed Ell.

 

“Alright dude. Just keep quiet and maybe I’ll go in slow for you. Hah who am i kidding.” His free hand trailed down only to stop once he heard the door burst open and a gun click.

“Get off him Rodrick.” Eunoia’s robotic voice echoed in the room. Her hand held a glock. The man simply laughed as he mocked her.

“Or what? Your son isn’t around and you’re too weak to shoot because of that accident when you miss fired. C’mon Eunoia just let me and this guest of yours have a turn. Your son probably has done worse.” His words slightly slurred and his face red with how much he consumed.

“Well you’re right. I won’t shoot but just know Mafi never left the house.” She pointed the gun behind him.

“Yes he did? He left the room when you were talking-” Not a moment later the guy's head was chopped clean off. Elliot laid there shaking with tears in his eyes. Blood splattered all over him but mostly his face.

“ELLIOT!! ARE YOU OKAY?! Did he do anything sweetheart? Eunia discarded her gun to run towards Elliot who laid there motionless.

Mafioso picked up the lifeless body and head before tossing it on the floor then helped Elliot sit up. He sat beside Ell and took his hand.

“He-...was that your target?” He asked, glancing at Eunia. His hand gripped Mafioso’s hand tightly and Fio gently soothed him with his thumb.

“Yes…He was our target. He slipped past the others to go up stairs. Said he needed to pee then we remembered you were up here too so we ran up then that's when Mafi got your text…I am so sorry Elliot I promise It won’t happen again.” Eunoia hesitantly stepped closer and sat down beside a blood soaked Elliot.

“I-...uhm.” Elliot looked uncomfortable. Two people were sitting beside him and they were both larger than he was so this was sort of claustrophobic.

“Are you okay?” Eunoia tilted her head. Elliot couldn’t say he needed to take a breather. Mafioso knew though.

“Ma’ Maybe we should tend to the other guests before we check up on Elliot. I think he needs to process things.” He looked at Elliot who gave him a hesitant smile. He predicted right which made his tail wag from just seeing Elliot smile.

“I see. Well Ells we’ll make sure nobody else enters your room that you aren’t familiar with…Again I’m so sorry body was here to stop it sooner.” She gently pats his shoulder as she gets up.

“You are taking this quite well for something like that.” Mafioso commented, he kissed Elliot’s hand while he got up.

“Things happen at the pizza place. I always got dirty talk from some male and female customers so I just learned to accept it. First time it went this far but I’m just glad he didn’t do anything else." He wasn’t taking it quite well really. He just didn’t want to cry in front of Eunia and Maf. Ell stared at the floor while Fio and Eunoia turned to leave. Fio carrying the dead body with him.

“I see…Well we’ll make sure nobody approaches you like that again. See you in a bit Ells!” She pickles up the gun and holds the door open for Maf and they both leave. Elliot is left alone again. He’s scratching at his thighs as old scars reopen and bleed.

Elliot looks down at his bloody thighs and curses under his breath only to get an idea. He needed the aching to stop so he did the one thing he told them he’d stop doing.

He gets up to go to the bathroom.

— :3 —

 

Mafioso carries the body towards one of those abandoned buildings in eastport. He likes scaring the locals with stories about a ghost killing people and leaving them in places they knew a body would be found. He carelessly tosses it onto a pile of shattered glass and trash. He spits on it too because of how much malice he feels simply looking at it.

 

He was just about to leave when he heard muffled voices and a girl screaming. He would usually leave but whatever so he finds where the sound is coming from. His bunny ear twitched at the realization it's a child. He peaks around a corner to see a young girl tied on and three men standing around her with weapons.

“Boss. Are we really about to do this…here?” One of the goons asks as the young girl moves around and screams to let her go.

“Yes! Her organs cost cash. We can pay the debt AND get rich!” The boss laughs and gets the knife ready. Fio silently hides in the shadows, he grabs his gun from his holster and aims for the boss.

“But it's dirty. You should get a better taste of where we put victims.”

“You aren’t the boss are you? I am! Now start cutting or else that bunny guy finds u-” A bullet goes through his head. The room falls silent and the girl stops crying and shuffling. The sound echoed through the walls.

Mafioso walks from the shadows and places the gun back into the holster. He picks the girl up and simply walks away without saying anything. Holy aura farming.

He leaves the building and places the girl on the ground. He removes the bag over her head and unties her wrists.

“You okay?” He asks and the girl starts crying uncontrollably. She had a pink bag with her and her orange coat was dirty and slightly bloody. She had white hair with a black clipped bow her face and hands had freckles on them.

 

Mafioso’s ears perked up and he instinctively raised his coat to cover her. She was definitely lost and probably had no parents.

“We should get you somewhere sa-” Mafioso was cut off by a sniffle followed by a sniffle.

“P-please…g-get me to him. To my brother.” She pulled out her phone which had a crack on it and a photo of her brother. Blonde hair, Hazel eyes. Red outfit with freckles.

“P-Please. Y-You know where he is. I saw you with him at the store and I need to be back with him.” She sniffled, struggling not to break down.

Mafioso stared at the girl and the phone.

“Okay…C’mon.” He got up and helped her up as well. He held her hand and she held his. She rubbed her eyes as she walked.

“...What’s your name.”

“H-huh?” She asked and looked up.

“Your name?” Mafioo repeated.

“...My name is-”

— :3 —

Elliot lazily patched up his arms and thighs. He washed his face and took a deep breath then exhaled.

“That’s better.” He pulled his shorts down and wore a long sleeve sweater before going downstairs. As he leaves his room he hears voices from downstairs. His steps slowed down. Elliot peaked down the stairs and saw Eunoia hugging and comforting a child.

“Awh sweetheart…It’s okay, you’re safe now…” She cooed and Fio stood there awkwardly.

The kid sniffled and Elliot squinted. He slowly went down the stairs and once he reached the bottom stairs then proceeded to slowly walk towards them only to hit a table in the hallway which led to a vase falling and shattering on the floor.

Everyone looked at Elliot while Elliot stared at the floor.

Then his eyes slowly moved up too…

“Elliot?...”

“...Mia?”

 

The siblings stare at each other in shock. This was the first time in months since they’ve seen each other. Mia was still the same but Elliot was so...Different to Mia.

“I-it's you. It’s ACTUALLY you!!!!!”

Mia started to tear up but Elliot stared in horror. She was about to run towards him before he lifted his arms and stopped her.

“STOP!!!-...I-I mean. Stop, There’s glass on the floor! W-We can hug later!...eheh.” He smiled nervously as Eunoia and Mafioso stared in confusion. Mia stared at him like he was going to tell her to leave.

The room fell silent. A happy family reunion ruined and they didn’t know why…Well, Elliot knows why. It's a very painful reason.

Notes:

Kudos and comments are appreciated. I promise I'll post fluff soon when i feel better mentally. School lowkey just started and I'm tired.

Chapter 11: Pizzadebt + Eunoia hcs

Summary:

HEEEEEEEEYYYY so this is filler enjoy looking!

Notes:

TW CW HELF HARM SCARS

Mia soon

HEYYYY okay so i found out how to add images but idk if it'll stay cuz the link MIGHT expire??? (Hopefully not) 
This isnt a chapter just designs and some facts abt the characters I wanted to write here.

Only the main 3 because Mia just got introduced.

 

okay so the image doesn't show up, follow my twt for the art

 

Okay lets get to the facts!!! 

Mafioso: 

- Mafioso is silent most of the time. He doesn't like conversations and would rather keep to himself and not have too many connections due to his line of work. Eunoia does encourage him to get to know people even when he was little. He didn't try to look other kids in the eyes.

-Mafioso's full name is actually Don Roman "Mafioso" F. Pasquale and Eunoia used to call him RJ when he was a kid.

-Mafi was a really helpful and respectful kid, he was never really a pain for Eunoia and mostly spent his time training or reading a book. Started liking bunnies after his first book abt rabbit facts.

-Mafioso a show off kinda guy. He just sleeps all day and if he isn't sleeping then he's doing work or tending to his bunnies. then sleeping again.

-He wears large heavy coats because it is FREEZING in Eastport. u could die

-Eunoia found him in a box in an alleyway when he was younger. He was so small and defenseless he could've died out there if Eunoia didn't take him.

-32 years old

 

Eunoia: 

-Eunoia is considered as the nicest Godfather in Eastport because of her compassion to help others but she still stands by business. She sells items and sometimes loans to those who are in need but with a promise they pay it back later. When she's not at the mansion she's selling items in the shops in Postview park where vendors and other shops sell items. 

-She found Mafioso and tried to look around if there was a sign that someone who left him was still near by and after she made sure nobody was coming back she took Fio's small body and took care of him. She was always built to be a mother.

this is how she held fio for the first time. YES he is very small.

 

-Eunoia is an android. She always has been but she was build specifically to take care of children. She's one of many prototypes but she is the latest and final model of the Eunoia.ai so she needs to be protected at all costs.

-She purposefully extended Mr. Builders deadline because she felt bad for Elliot and his sister. She knows how much they'd suffer once Mr. Builder was gone because of custody reasons so she just didn't want to risk anything until now. 

-she's like a hundred years old

 

Elliot: 

-Elliot grew up pretty wealthy (duh) But barely lived the life of a rich person. He pushed into the family business the moment he was able the write and read. Poster child of Builder brothers Pizza and has never had a break since. His face was on all the promotional art. He was in ads, food brands, partnerships anything that could squeeze him in he was there. With all this fame you'd think he was respected but he wasn't. School was hell for him He was undiagnosed with autism and BPD and early stages of burn out at the age of 11 because of how many times he had to go and sit beside his dad and uncle while they talked to execs.

Ell was struggling with holding himself together and it just got worse when mia came along. He was 14 when Martha gave birth to Mia and it got worse from there, He took care of Mia day and night while his parents fought in the bedroom and then led to the divorce. Mia was supposed to go with Martha while he stayed and continued to become the company's face of job applications and ads but Ell didn't want Mia to go so Mia stayed with mr. builder as long as Elliot stayed with mr. builder and we know how that goes.

 

-Because he was undiagnosed and stressed 24/7 He would start Cutting to release pent up stress and rage. The bullying gets to a degree where cutting and smoking doesn't work so he just tries to end it before prom. Then he's stopped by his dad before he can swallow all his coughing medicine and sent to a mental hospital to get better. The people there weren't nice. 

 

-Elliot has a fear of being enclosed or cornered because back home and the hospital he used to get pinned down and forced to take his medication. Mr. Builder pins Elliot down because he's told to do so and because He doesn't know what to do when ell doesn't take it but in the MH he was pinned down even if they didn't have too. He hates going there now but he was sent to the psych ward every month or so and that led to the constant screaming and begging for them to leave him alone.

 

-After getting discharged he'd go back to work at the pizza place because he needed a schedule to follow for him to keep going and stay mentally stable. Worked till he was practically told to go home by customers.

 

-Elliot actually has an apartment in westport but because of his mental state he stays with Mr. builder despite being like in his late 20s.

-Ell is 28

 

-Elliot always had a small chest so when he was transitioning he didn't need to get them chopped off. He doesn't plan on getting surgery for his body because he doesn't care if his body is 100% boy. He just needs to look like one so he still wears a binder because he can still see em even when he's wearing a large shirt.

 

Sexuality hcs:

Mafi - Genderfluid Bisexual

Elliot - Transgender (FtM)  Omnisexual (Male lean)

Eunoia - Agender Lesbian

 

Mia design soon :3

Hope you enjoy, I'll post next chapter when i feel better and when school isn't killing me cuz school just started for me lmao!!

Notes:

kudos and comments are appreciated!!!
My twt is @Noahmowatowa

Chapter 12: Downfall

Summary:

Mia and Elliot have a chat!

Elliot sucks at getting better

TW: Mr builder mentioned, mention of blood and self harm

Notes:

Hi I'm so sorry about getting this out late. I tried my best to get it finished but I couldn't finish it, posts will be a little slower because of school and how I just lost one of my closest friends irl and it's taking a role on me mentally so I'd hope you guys will understand.

The living room fell silent. Elliot sat close to Mafioso. Too close. He was gripping onto Mafioso's hand with both hands like it was the only real thing in that room and it was obvious to his distress and how he was looking at Mia. 

 

Eunoia sat beside Mia with an awkward expression and so did the big bunny man himself. 

 

“Sooooo…Hah! How about we-” Eunoia's voice was cut off. 

 

“What did you do to him?...” Mia's tone was distraught. She and Elliot never broke eye contact and she wasn't used to seeing Elliot so…messy.

 

“I beg your pardon?” Eunoia faced Mia who momentarily broke eye contact with Elliot who remained quiet and practically trembling. 

 

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BROTHER?!” She asked again. Her voice, rising and she looked as if she were about to yell at everyone in the room. 

 

“We-...We didn't do anything? If you're asking about how he looks he just woke up I'm assuming right Elliot?” She smiled warmly or as warmly as she could and glanced at Elliot who was fidgeting with Mafioso's watch.

 

“...Elliot??” She called again and Elliot snapped his attention to Eunoia. 

 

“hm?...oh. OH!! Oh uhm-...Yeah, Yeah I just woke up. Fell asleep after that because I didn’t want to dwell on it so I just went back to bed.” Elliot explained before turning his attention to Mafioso. He nervously fixed Fio's hair and hat then his tie. 

 

“My brother never does that occasionally. You did something because he is never THIS fidgety.” She pointed at Elliot and Mafi. In fact Mafioso looked as if he didn't mind Elliot fixing him up to look ‘presentable’. It's normal for them it seems. 

 

“I understand your concern Maria- I-I mean Mia, but please believe me because we haven't done anything to harm your brother. Elliot is very dear to us and dear to me. He is not to be damaged at all.” She explained and moved slightly away from Mia. 

 

“I thought I was your personal chef?” Elliot asked while he sat back down and started to fidget with Mafioso's hands. 

 

“You are but you aren't really an employee so it doesn't count” Eunoia replied back. She then turned back to Mia who looked as if she still didn't believe them. 

 

Eunoia was silent for a loooongggg moment. That was until she decided to lighten the mood by asking Mia what she was even doing here. 

 

Eunoia opened her mouth before she was stopped by Mafioso who stood up. 

 

“Excuse us for a moment. I need to talk to Elliot before we continue this conversation.” He held Elliot by the hand and dragged him out of the room. 

 

The two ladies sat in the living room. Pure silence fell and then it went back to questions. 

 

“Why does he look so tired…??” Mia mumbled. 

 

“What do you mean? Was he not already tired back in your home?” Eunoia questioned. One of her men brought tea over and poured Eunoia a cup and gave Mia a soda.

 

“Elliot was always tired but never…this tired.” Her tone was hushed. She opened the can and drank from it while Eunoia sipped from her tea.

 

“Elliot has been sleeping more often if that’s what you were asking.” She replied calmly. Mia is supposed to feel welcomed but she is more tense than Elliot was when he arrived at her property.

 

The room fell silent. Eunoia wouldn’t describe it as a comforting silence due to how tense Mia was but it was comforting enough for her to know Mia wasn’t on the street freezing. 

 

They sat in silence for around 30 or so minutes. She thought about where Mia would sleep, she never expected Mia to arrive so she wasn’t able to prepare any of the guest room which meant she’d had to sleep in Elliot’s room.

 

“...Mia, are you okay with sleeping in the same room as Elliot?” She asked turning to the small girl who proceeded to look at Eunoia back.

 

“Doesn’t he sleep with that bunny guy or something…They seem like they’re married already.” Mia scoffs and drinks her soda.

 

“It does seem that way, My fio is very sweet. He cares for Ell as if he was also a small bunny. Very gentle and soft spoken.” She smiled softly towards Mia before continuing. “But no…they do sometimes when Ell is struggling to sleep but he still sleeps in his own room.”

 

Mia’s gaze moved just out of view to look at the vague silhouette of Elliot and Mafioso talking in the hallway. She shifted and looked back towards Eunoia.

 

“I’d like that. I’m not sleeping on his bed though.” She commented and got up leaving the empty can on the table then walking out of the living room. 

 

— { :3 } —

 

Mafioso’s tone was hushed, His arms crossed over his chest and looking at Elliot with that same stare.

 

“...I’m sorry.” Elliot held his arm. He was fidgeting with his sleeve to stop himself from crying. Not when Mia was here.

 

“I just…I didn’t know what else to do.” He didn’t make any eye contact. They both stood in the hallway. Empty cups along with confetti scattered all over the floor. 

Mafioso stood his ground, arms crossed tight and his stare a stare of something more than anger.

Elliot opened his mouth only to close it again. He was too scared of Mafioso to make another excuse. Fio sighed but even if he didn’t like seeing Ell so uncomfortable and yet he couldn’t let this go on any further.

 

“How do you expect yourself to get better if you aren’t trying to stop?” Mafioso blurted out.

 

Elliot tensed up. He quickly went to defend but stops when he finally stares at Mafioso who stared back. Unblinking and the same look his dad used to give him when he relapsed and in that moment Elliot didn’t see his boyfriend but he saw his father.

 

“Why are you like this? Why can’t you be normal Liz.” It was Mafioso’s voice but it wasn’t his words.

 

“I know you’re struggling with the divorce but I can’t keep sending you to get help when you aren’t even trying. I know I can be harsh but you know it’s for your own good Liz.” The words rang in his ears. His hands trembled then he felt a hand placed on his shoulder.

 

“Eliza?” The name burned into his brain. He felt tears well in his eyes then…a hand was placed on his shoulder which made Elliot tense up.

 

“Elliot?” Mafioso gently placed a hand on Elliot’s shoulder only to receive-

 

BAM.

 

Mafioso stepped back. He held his face as a sharp pain spread throughout his face. Elliot’s hand was clenched tight and his breathing heavy. His fist had met Mafioso’s face out of pure instinct. 

 

Elliot froze the moment he saw who he punched. His breathing went rigid and his body went cold.

 

“I-I’ so sorry! Roman I-...” Mafioso swiftly got up. His hand flew up to stop Elliot.

 

“Are you okay?” Fio asked, Elliot mattered more than he did right now. Elliot stepped back, his gaze went behind Fio and on to…

 

“Mia?” Elliot’s eyes widened further and Mafioso turned to look at the young girl behind them. She held her pink bag tightly while staring at the two adults in front of her but her gaze wasn’t of fear but of familiarity.

 

“Ell…can I sleep in your room?” She asked. Simply ignoring what had happened and playing it off casually.

 

Elliot’s mood snapped back to who Mia knew him by. His eyes became softer and his posture changed. Like a mask she found familiarity in was slipped back on.

 

“Of course! Miss Eunoia didn’t set up any guest rooms for you so let’s just get you settled and we can rest up okay? I’ll make you something tomorrow morning.” He walked past Fio was a smile. He gently held Mia’s hand and walked away leading her to his room. 

 

Mia followed behind before staring back at Mafioso who watched them both leave.

 

— { :3 } —

 

The walk to the bedroom was quiet. It was awkward like these two didn't spend most of their lives together and taking care of each other.

 

The door creeked open. Elliot opened the lights and the room was more than a mess. It was a whole horder house with how untidy it was. 

 

‘Even if Ell was free all the time now he still lives like a racoon.’ Mia murmured to herself. Looking at her surroundings and how it didn't get better than how he was at home. 

 

“Uhm…I'm sorry about the mess Mia, I didn't expect anyone coming in.” He kicked a few of his shirts out of the way and walked forward. His PC turned on to a random game he probably forgot to turn off. 

 

“Did you eat anything before I came down?” He asked turned away from her. 

 

Mia took a while to respond. She was too busy looking at his belongings that she had missed seeing. 

 

Finally she spoke. “y-yeah…yeah I already ate. Ms. Eunoia gave me an Ube cupcake.” She responded whilst she fidgited with her white hair. 

 

Elliot stopped then turned around slowly. “That's…uh, great! She makes really great cupcakes” He fixed the bed to look a little presentable. Blood was evident on the carpeted floor yet they both didn't say a word about it. 

 

 

“I'll see if I can get a spare mattress and I'll sleep on the floor. Youre probably tired from wherever you were found-...wait where were your found?” 

He asked glancing at Mia while he folded the so are clothes that were sprawled all over the bed. 

 

“It isn't important…maybe a little important actually, I was just roaming around and they found me while big bunny guy was outside.” She explained. Was she leaving out the important details yes. It's better if he didn't know. 

 

“Out here in East port? Isn't dad worried you'll be out here?” He asked with a scoff. 

 

Mia tensed. She can't tell Elliot. Not now!! 

 

“I- errrr…He was at work and I decided to go out and roam a bit. Didn't notice I was this far out!...hah.” Her tone trembled a little but it seemed like Elliot didn't make anymore comments. 

 

“Ok. I'll go get a mattress and I'll sleep on the ground. I'll be ba-” 

 

“Wait!!-...Ell I-...I want you to sleep beside me tonight…I missed it.” She spoke shyly. She held her hands up to stop him from moving. 

 

Elliot looked at her. He stopped in his tracks and just stared for a solid minute. Then he sighed and turned to get in the bed.

 

“Take off the bag, I don't wanna crush any important things in that, and turn off the lights- wait no I'll do it” He got back up and walked across the room. 

 

Mia took her bag off then proceeded to get into the bed. She waited when the lights turned off and she felt arms wrap around her. 

 

“Night Mia.” Elliot's ever so soft voice spoke. 

 

Mia took a while before she hugged back and stayed silent.

 

The room filled with soft snores and the only light being the dim lamp and the computer buzzing. 

 

 

Notes:

Comments and kudos are appreciated!