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All things considered sable was fine, even tho he was home alone…with his brother, even if he did whine and beg burga (his dad) to stay home that day because of that, he truly barely even cared his game plan was to just stay in his room doing …something, honesty he hadn't given it much thought, he did catch the rare foot steps of the other the sounds coming from outside in the main room,…it made him a little uneasy if he was honest he paid no mind to it or he tried not to,
He messed around slightly with his sewing kit wondering what to even do …he had to think of something in this boredom and he definitely couldn't go down stairs …he wouldn't willingly, he pulled a pin out of the sewing kit one of those pins you'd put into clothes as you sewed them together messing with it he get riskier, or rather he put it into his blood stained coat messing around barely there in his boredom, in his own little world…
“What…the fuck are you doing?”
Caught in the rather bad looking act, sable turned around glaring already it didn't matter who it was to him who caught him….oh fuck, it was his brother standing there his arms crossed already, how …long had he been standing there? Sable didn't even know, when did he even start playing with the pin he looked frozen in thought
“…oh my fucking god ..”
Axe sighed into his hand, he seemed as upset with sable as any other day to sable at least, god this guy is always sooo stuck up …its not like sable stabbed himself…yet
His brother walked closer, roughly grabbing the coat from sable pin with, he stilled …getting a smell of the dried on blood on the coat and everything, sable was still in his blood strained clothes..?....
“What…the actual fuck, you didnt change?”
“Into what? You act like I have other clothes..”
Sable muttered under his breath in that sarcastic tone he had, he again didn’t care same as the fact he apparently didn’t change
“And? Why didn't you ask Burga for clothes?”
“...ask to borrow from dad you realize how dumb that makes you sound right?”
“Oh ok first fuck you..”
This was basically their normal routine, arguments and fighting, one saying something right after the other until the other gave up but this was a bit different …
“You know what no, i’m not letting you sit in that shit get up”
“You're such a little shit you know that right?”
Axe added full of fake hatred as he dragged sable by his bloody shirt collar avoiding touching it much…that smell kept with them …it persisted like the smell of death it ..was bad
“I had this for me, but nooo …you had to be this smelly”
“...”
Sable kept quiet as they walked up to a barrel full of water axe must have put together, like a cat you never cleaned until you realize it's too late to teach them to like the water ... .axe thought about that, when was the last time sable …even washed? ..he shivered thinking about it he couldn't place a time….fucking hypocrite
“....why don’t you just take a fucking soak you reek”
Sable muttered again his face scrunched into a frown, glaring at the ground, axe exhaled sharply reminding himself internally to not let that get to him…he didn't smell that bad at least not as BAD as sable right now …that uh makes him feel a bit better about himself
“There go fucking soak then, the soaps right there..”
Axe said as he let go of the back of sable’s shirt, pointing over to a wooden shelf looking thing on the side on the house some bar soap there with a bath brush …sable stood there looking at the water…then the soap he looked frozen in fear if you didn't know better, axe sighed..
“....you don't know how do you?”
Axe sighed, softening his tone (rare for him when it comes to sable) realizing if sable hasn't since who knows when…the poor thing wouldn't know how to, sable shamefully nodded, frowning at the ground he felt like an idiot for not knowing something he's heard people talk about…
“Fuck me…alright then”
Axe cleared his throat, thinking of even how to explain…ISN’T THIS SOMETHING EVERYONE KNOWS??!! He thought, he barely ever had to play big brother like this,
“...oke oke…just uh..change out of that shit and get in the water i’m gonna head up to my room and get an Fucking brush..”
Sable turned to him with a glare knowing what he was referring to, axe raised his hands in mock surrender and walked off to the front of the home
Sable stared at the water fearing it like someone who was staring at lava they had to get into…WHY on earth do humans do this, he didn't get the point of it but he’d rather have his brother force him then his dad… he reached his hands up to his collar untying the ribbon there, he started slow like you know a normal person then said mentally fuck it, he ripped his button up shirt off shredding it with his claws, fair too annoyed to DEAL with the buttons, same with his pants, same for fun with his lace hair peace that..had no blood on? hm might as well he thought
Then he …approached the barrel looking at it like it might bite, he sighed dropping the glares for a truly unsettled face like a poor cat, he took a breath and shoved a foot in the water ..surprising to him it was still hot, the feeling against his cold skin …made it not as bad as he thought it would be, he didn't waste his time with getting in, settling in and sitting in the water fully his height making the water be up to his neck
Axe turned the corner giving a laugh at the scene catching sable off guard, axe had rolled up his pant legs and his jacket was gone…you know probably a good idea
“ooooh so we don't hate water?”
“Shut…”
“Wow really? When I'm helping you wow… just wow..”
Axe added sarcastically, he pulled a small wooden stool up to the barrel, sable tensed reflexively looking over his shoulder to check axe’s hands, a sponge and a old lookin hair brush…great, axe reached over wetting the sponge in the barrel water then rubbing that bar soap into it
“C’mere you little shit..”
Axe reached over sponge in hand, roughly scrubbing it against the dried blood on sable’s cheek, sable handled it ..barely his claws tensed in his hands under the water, axe caught that he sighed again..he hated this, NOT being nice to sable no hes not a monster but all this mushy shit … he moved a hand to hold sable’s head up as he got the rest off, taking the smallest amount of care, after that it was hairtime !…anddd oh GOD that was bad for sable, the washing was even rough, axe put his soap covered hands through sable’s blood stained hair trying his best (roughly so) to get the blood out raking through the pale strands
“....um”
Sable grumbled gritted his fangs at the pain, his pointed ears lowering flinching down, trying his best not to have a reaction at the annoyance since for once he didn't want to be an annoying presence to his brother…who was at least trying to help
“Shit…..”
Axe breathes rethinking even doing this, he pauses his hands processing, his lack of experience with caregiving showing
“Fuck…..yeah right sorry”
His voice noticeably softer towards sable, sable seemed to relax at that and at the kinder touch axe was trying his best and it kinda showed, the silence grew to be a comfortable one between the two, both not engaging, making rude comments to each other or starting shit…anyone else would think it was a miracle, it went as fair as axe being able to finish up washing his hair and moving to brushing it which went well enough..the hair easy to get through axe at first pulling way too much fair too rough, sable was thanking whatever he believed in he was so glad he had short hair
“Fucking maddied …”
Axe grumbled as he continued to “try his best” to brush out sable’s hair he couldn't tell if it was the “scavening” sable had been doing or just the fact he was a tweeker “who the fuck knows” he thought,once he got through most of it (finally) he grabbed a half of the light thin hair with his hand reaching into his pocket with the other axe pulled out a few ribbons green-ish ones, sable tensed at the new feeling wanting to turn his head and glare….why the fuck was he puting up his hair? Thats ….fucking- ok ..sable guessed at how he felt about it barely knowing himself and avoiding it at the same time, he awkwardly shifted his crossed arms under the water feeling …werid about this it’s fucking dumb isn’t it?, it feels as if axe is (trying) to put some of his hair into little braids, fucking …ugly dumb and shameful thats all sable thought shoulders tensing without even thinking of it,
“Fucking….half decent i guess??”
Axe said outloud when it really sounded like a brain thought, cutting off his brother’s overthinking with a half complement ? axe was thinking about it, it may seem dumb but the thought of the care being put in made sable think, did he grab those ribbons when he was grabbing the brush and other stuff? …(oh) sable calmed letting the other fuck around with his hair, with the mix of the water, the forest air on his face and such, it was a nice mix really, he noticed he didn’t hate the care …he didnt dislike it either, it just shocked him he was receiving it and the fact it was from axe was a part he didn’t expect either i meannn would you ? no you wouldn’t i’ll answer for you, no. at least for sable thats how he thought about it
“There ya’ fuckin done”
Axe got up, standing laying a towel on the wooden stool by the barrel, he stood for a minute arms crossed seemingly looking over his work, the braids fucked up but good enough for him
“...good enough, i’ll be up in my room…”
Axe said, tone weirdly casual he cracked his hands as he started to walk off leaving sable there to finish up, sable took his time barely caring if the hot water got warm…nor did he care if it got cold his body was fair from “technically” cold anyways, once he did step out of the water tho the cold came back quickly without much warning, the same unyielding cold, frost like feeling from his middle section spending out from there it wasn’t painful but ….normal at this point, uncomfortable feeling it made sable tense all he wanted to do is cover up yet …well he fucking ripped his clothes, he grumbled under his breath swearing at himself mentaly as he grabbed the towel wraping it around himself shivering slightly already, he hasn’t used to being this cold the feeling got worse thanks to the hot water thanks to this fucking bath, he sighed and tried to forget the freezing feeling in his gut as he walked to the font of the house, hands and claws griping the towel behind him the icky feeling of his own body getting to his mind, to his head, felt like he was covered in bugs and spiders as he walked into the house his feet spending water onto the wooden floor of the font room, he cleared his throat once more looking up at the stairs he had half a heart to yell up to his brother but he didnt have the energy to, he forced himself up the stairs holding himself together almost until he got up to axe’s room standing outside the door,
“.......”
His silence was loud enough for axe to notice him outside, he turned to the door with an eyebrow raised confused and a bit annoyed off instinct
“What do you want?”
Axe’s tone wasn’t as upset as sable expected it …was so causal, calm even, sable tensed confused still at their weird talk today, at how normal they are acting today, at how it felt as well
“....i…don’t have any clothes”
Axe opened the door to just make eye contact at least, to look at who he's talking to, he sighed
“I told you a fucking day ago you aren’t stealing my shit, go ask verity or burga-”
Axe caught himself cutting off his words, burga was out today and verity was probably with him must likely at least, he paused thinking of other options i mean fuck there HAD to be, until…he looked i mean really looked, sable was cold i mean shivering really fucking bad his legs were shaking and he was twitching a bit, even his fingers seemed white with the coldness. Sable’s hand was rubbing his arm without him really thinking about it
“...fuck”
Axe gasped lightly mumbling a curse under his tongue, worry went through him, he turned quickly to his drawers, the ones by his bed side sable would go through during the day, sable walked in slightly surprised by axe’s panic standing there…diffdently not shivering at all,
“Why the Fuck are you so cold?”
Axe said roughly as he went through his clothes throwing some to the floor, his actions
Rushed at best, sable tilted his head lightly as he watched the other, axe grabbed out a pair of …dirty looking pants and a shirt and reached over on the floor for a jacket all looking to have stains and such, left overs from wear and tear, sable pouted at the look of them taking a step back, disgusted
“Oh fuck no i dont think so, get your ass over here”
Sable pouted even harder at that, his face scrunching up, despite his coldness and need for the covering he hated that tone, the fucking tone axe used when bossing him around as he saw it, yet he did step closer axe held out the jacket as if checking if it would fit sable, down right humiliating, sable glared at the action half heartily, axe lett out a sigh handing sable the clothes, faking indifference,
“There go change …before you get a fucking cold”
Axe left sable with a pat on the head a weirdly soft touch and that was it, sable walked back to his room leaving the other without any scars or anything, walking by his dad’s room on the way the carpet getting wet slightly, he frowned at the feeling knowing his dad would've said something about it or maybe he will whenever he shows, sable got up to his door opening it using his shoulder his hands holding the clothes, he tried his best not to slam it but it definitely did, he slumped throwing the clothes onto his hammock, he let go of the towel lazily taking a breath as he did his skin crawling still at his own skin, he reached over grabbing the shirt first, throwing it over his own head and down until it was on, it was surprisingly fitting it was baggy sure but not oversized, he felt it out a bit not minding the feel at all,
then he reached for the pants worried more for those when it came to fitting correctly, and….well he was right they really didn’t fit right like not at all, he had to get up from where he was sitting and grab some ribbon out of his sewing kit or whatever stuff he had laying around, he put it into the belt loops on the pants and tied it around them into a little bow best he had really at least it would fit his waist now, he sighed his eyes feeling heavy, he sat back on his hammock, stretching out his arms over his head, he yawned into his hand feeling more tired then he has in a while
“....”
The silence of the room became comfort for him, he had reached under the hammock to grab a few blankets, he never really had to worry for how hot he’d be if he layered on too much or too little on, by a few blankets i meant like 2 one thin the other fluffy and heavier, the weighted feel made sable feel hugged and way better warmed, everything seemed to melt away in his tiredness, the warm bath from earlier seemed to calm his mind, everything today was way too much, better to sleep on it (whatever closest thing sable can get to sleep that is) tomorrow everything will be back to its normal, him and his brother at odds once more, his parents will hopefully be home he wishes they will be at least, slowly sable’s eyes started to fall closed into soft nothingness, his mind at peace for once in his days, he just wished…he could go back to pretending…..