Oh divine pumpkin

by Formalities_o7

Summary:

"to blame a rabbit for the injuries a wolf gave them, is to have no empathy for the innocent."

Dusekkar begrudgingly accepts Two times offer, trading his "sweet nectar" for a medkit.

Notes:

Day 3 of letting the wheel decide my ship + tags! This was really fun to write, it was also my first fanfic with blood and my first time writing dialogue for Dusekkar and Two time ( ・∇・)

1 minute. 1 fucking minute into the round and Dusekkar was already battered and bruised, his left arm limp at his side, a large gash along it's length blood dripping down his arm freely.

"To find a health kit, and return my form to what was– that is what I seek to do, how I wish I hadn't fallen into his claws"

Dusekkar said to himself, floating towards the mansion on the hill, Yorick's mansion, he knew he had 2 chances to find a medkit in said mansion, but he had no luck at the entrance, perhaps one had spawned in the room next to the dining room.

He was trying to not panic, his steady breathing becoming shallow, the flame in his head brightening with each passing second, he was panicking, panicking the worse he has in awhile. Dusekkar entered the dining room, his staffs tip dragging against the floor. Turning into the other room, Dusekkar froze, there was a medkit but it was in the hands of that cultist.. Two time, who was doing a generator. He knew not if they would give it to him or not but he needed to ask,

"...Teammate, which wields a dagger, would you grant me that health kit? He has dug his claws into my arm– so much so I'm required to patch up the slit."

He asked, as much as he wanted to avoid talking to the deranged cultist he begrudgingly called a teammate, Elliot wasn't in this round, he had no other choice. Two time stiffened, looking up from the generator,

"Ah, dear divine pumpkin, have you fallen victim to the corrupteds claws again.. No matter I will help you–.. If you agree to let me taste your divine blood,"

They said, standing from their previously kneeling position, holding the medkit in one hand and their dagger in the other.

"I– what? You stand to not help a teammate, do you not know selflessness? You stand to lose nothing if you show care, you would stand to only see benefits."

Dusekkar said, the flame in his head roaring,

"Divine pumpkin, it is what my master taught me, when a deity comes to you wanting, give them what they seek but for a price that is equal, your divine blood is worth it's weight in gold to a believer like me,"

Two time stated, their smile never faltering, they weren't gonna give up on what their master had taught them when making deals with deities.

"...Your master, you listen to a frauds words and hang onto them as if they're law– had I not fallen pray so early I would be much harsher, you lean on the edge of breaking my finally straw."

Dusekkar said, his gaze was getting blurry, a puddle had formed under him, the floor painted crimson. He paused, he didn't want to fall so early, but his pride got in the way of accepting such a degrading trade offer, but his pride didn't matter when he couldn't bare to watch his fellow admins fall, especially Shedletsky, he didn't want to watch him die again..

"Fine. You're offer for a trade works for me, although I say this with hesitation, once I'm patched up I will kill thee."

Dusekkar stated, shaking as he lowered onto his feet, blood squelching under his boots, his legs trembling as he leaned on his staff for support, his robes hem drenched.

"Wonderful, do not be afraid divine pumpkin, I will be gentle, for If I disrespect one deity, then I would be an embarrassment to the spawn."

Two time said, walking closer to Dusekkar, kneeling down, infront of him, placing the medkit in the puddle, their dagger sitting on top of it, their hands moved up, pulling his bleeding arm infront of their face, eyes sweeping over the wound.

"Ugh..."

He groaned, they inhaled, the smell of what they called blessed blood was intoxicating, their mouth opening, tongue grazing the edge of wound, the taste of iron filling their mouth, making it water.

"...aughhh.. Ow, ow..."

Dusekkar jolted as Two times tongue grazed the bleeding flesh, his body stiff, their tongue delving deeper, being coated in a wonderful bloodied blessing, the warm staining stickiness dripping down their chin.

"You taste wonderful, it's truly a blessing from the spawn that your blood tastes this divine, such sweet nectar from a pumpkin deity."

Two time spoke into the wound, chin stained red, their Adam's apple bobbing with each swallow of the nectar, Dusekkar trembled, leaning onto his staff even more,

"Shut your filthy mouth."

He said, fists clenching. Two time pulled back, a string of spit and blood connecting their mouth to the gash, they missed the taste already despite that fact it was still lingering on their tongue.

"Thank you for blessing me with this meal, spawn, for without you I would be lost–"

Dusekkar pased out whatever Two time said next, he couldn't stand when they praised that fake god, a god made up to excuse taking advantage of others, he sighed, maybe his hatred for the lie had spilt into his feelings about Two time, they weren't at fault for being preyed upon,

to blame a rabbit for the injuries a wolf gave them, is to have no empathy for the innocent. He felt a hand touching his arm again, it made him flinch, two time still knelt infront of him, the medkit that was now open resting on their lap.

"For the pain you've endured, you do not need to move anymore, I will fix you divine pumpkin."

Two time said, one hand reaching for gauze,

"It's unfortunate this place has no water, and that this medkit holds no solution to clean your wound,"

Their hands wrapping the gauze around his arm tight to halt the wounds bleeding, they weren't the best at it but the binding worked for now.

"...thank you, while I may not agree with your choice of "god", I won't be cruel as to not show you gratitude, I will leave you to your rituals with a polite nod"

Dusekkar said, feet raising from the ground as he returned to floating, he wouldn't waste anymore time dwelling on the odd trade that had just happened, not when his team needed him, he turned, exiting Yorick's mansion.

"...oh divine pumpkin, for without each passing minute in your presence my love for you grows, and now I carry a part of you inside me."

Two time said, their pale cheeks dusted pink as they clasped their hands together in prayer, they wouldn't waste this blessing, they would clinging to it in fact, remember every second of it, they had gotten their chance to grow closer to their beloved and they adored it.