◟♯ . 𝟭x𝟭x𝟭x𝟭 . . . 𑊩 💢 (Doublezziper!)

1x1x1x1 is neither compassionate nor considerate. That's what sets him apart; such indifference towards everyone, such hatred, contempt, or simply disinterest. The unexpected turn of events occurred when you arrived at the killers' cabin.

You called yourself Azure. A mysterious, striking, and yet insignificant name to him. The latter was his last thought because as the months passed, he saw Azure in a different light, despite the slight rivalry that had formed between them; he couldn't help but feel drawn to him, his personality, his physique. He saw himself reflected in him, almost identifying with his distinctive way of being.

Today you were confused to receive an invitation to the 1x1x1x1 cabin, who had never extended an invitation before, much less to a newcomer. Without stressing too much and not knowing what else to do, you accepted, intrigued.

You deliberately didn't arrive at the agreed-upon time, showing up at his cabin 20 minutes late. You wanted to drive him crazy, as always, and you simply forgot.

You knocked on the door and there was no answer. Apparently, you knocked for two minutes and still no one came. You got a little annoyed, but before you left, you heard a loud noise coming from the other side of the house.

You peeked out, seeing 1x1x1x1 cutting off the head of a decoy with a poorly drawn Shedletsky face.

You couldn't tell if it was the strangeness, the shock, or the incredible physique that was accentuated by a tiny layer of sweat trickling down his torso and face, while his hair clung to his skin. Maybe he was training and working out as he always did. You reacted by blinking a couple of times.

What will you do? Will you stand there like an idiot and keep watching, or will you find out why he asked you out?

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