Chapter Text
Ship: Zaleb (Zach×Kaleb)
(BottomZach)
Angst-fluff?
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TW: panic attack, self harm, knife, blood, uncensored swearing
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Kaleb woke up from the bed and saw broad daylight.
" Great, now the monsters are gone " he said out loud.
" Oh, are you scared of them, big Q? " Zach teased.
" No, not with you by my side " Kaleb played back.
" You wouldn't make a day by yourself " he continued teasing.
" Yeah, wanna bet " Kaleb said, getting more and more mad at him.
" Sure, if you can marry me and fix the wedding all by yourself, I will believe you "
" Are you asking me to marry you? " Kaleb was stunned, they were enemies. Right?
" Kinda " Zach said casually.
" Alright, I will say yes " Kaleb murmured.
" Give me a sec... " Zach said and muted himself. Kaleb quickly went to twitch, knowing Zach was live and saw that he was streaming happily and talking to chat. The Mexican boy laughed to himself and went back to the game. Now it was real, he was going to plan a wedding. How long time did he have?
" How long time do I have? " Kaleb said after about an hour.
" To do what? " Zach said, having forgotten about the wedding.
" The wedding? " Kaleb said, trying to remind him.
" Oh right, ummm, you can get... a week " Zach said finally, it took him almost three minutes to say that sentence ( don't try to read as he said it in your head, I can't do that lol ).
" A WEEK?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, Zach?! THAT'S NO TIME AT ALL " Kaleb screamed into his mic.
Zach gave out a laugh at the sudden change of mood, " yeah, so you better start working, no pressure " he said and winked, we had turned on face-cam a few minutes ago.
' Was he serious? Fuck sake... GREAT, NOW I TALK LIKE HIM! ' Kaleb thought.
He left the call and started planning the wedding.
His fingers trembled nervously two days before the wedding, as he tried to build a house for the party ( don't judge me I have never seen a Minecraft wedding ) and get all the food he needed.
He knew what this trembling was. He recognised the felling of not being able to breathe. He knew it from when he got the answers to his lawyer test a few years ago, he knew he would have to tell his parents he didn't pass it. A panic attack, that's what it was.
Why did he get one now though? He and Zach were just marrying in Minecraft, it wasn't in real life.
That thought did not work very well. He looked around to see if there was anything he could fidget with but saw nothing. He felt a feeling like dying and stood fast up, tried to walk to his bed but fell on the floor a few feet from the bed. He forced his hands to his cheeks and felt them wet. He was crying. Kaleb, big Q, was crying. Kaleb's panic rose, he shouldn't be crying, he's a grown man.
Kaleb was home alone, his parents were on a trip, without him. They would come home in two weeks. Kaleb thought for a while, why did he get this damn panic attack? Was it because of stress or the fact that he hadn't talked to Zach in five days? Probably stress, he thought, although, he wasn't absolutely sure. Maybe, just maybe, he actually liked Zach. No, no, definitely not. Right?
Kaleb was now trying to breath again, he felt like he was dying.
A few hours later he was fully out of the attack. Now he just felt like the wedding was gonna suck because of him. He was still crying, but tried to be happy. He decided to watch Zachs YouTube videos instead. He had posted a new video, saying he wasn't going to post for a while.
' this is all my fault ' Kaleb thought and went to the kitchen. He opened the box with knifes. He closed the box with knifes. He opened it again and took out a small knife. He looked down at his scarred underarm. Should he do this? Yes, yes he should.
⚠️The triggering stuff start here!!⚠️
Kaleb pov:
I weakly walked to the bathroom, knife in hand, and locked the door. I didn't know why but that's what I did. I looked down on the floor and sat right down. I am just a meaningless, unsuccessful boy, I don't need happiness, or a clean skin.
I was still crying. Fuck, I shouldn't cry. I held up my knife and made a cut, and another one. It hurt but I didn't care, all I could think of was forgetting Zach.
Suddenly I heard the doorbell ring but didn't care and just continued crying and cutting. The doorbell rang again, and again, and again. Who would care this much about me? I continued hurting myself until I heard a loud bang and footsteps running around the house.
I quickly stood up and opened the door, leaving the knife a little bloody on the floor. He looked through the hall and saw a male, tall, with brown hair, wearing a black hoodie with a white top over it. Was it him? No, it couldn't. Was it? Yes, yes, it was Zach.
⚠️The triggering stuff ends here⚠️
A/n there are still mentions of a bloody knife
" Oh my god, Kaleb where were you? Why didn't you open the goddamn door? " he asked, actually sounding worried.
I couldn't talk, he was so hot in real life. No, what was I thinking?
" Uh- um- I- what are you doing here? " I said instead of telling the truth.
" I wanted to meet you, that's why I've been so distant, I'm not good at keeping so exciting secrets. I knew your parents were out of town, so I decided to visit you, Q " Zach said truthfully. Then he asked, " where is the bathroom, I really need to use it? "
Without thinking, I pointed to the bathroom I had come out of. The British hottie walked over there, stood still in the door for a few seconds, and walked back again.
" Why the fuck, is it a bloody knife on the floor? "
He looked at my arm, and widened his eyes. I wore a t-shirt. The cuts were totally visible.
" Kaleb. What the fuck have you done? " he said in his most serious voice.
" N- nothing "
" You sure? " he said, going to get the knife from the floor.
It took me a few minutes to take in what just happened.
" Zach, what in the word bad've said LANGUAGE to? " I said.
" What do you mean? " he said, " your the one who cut your fucking arm "
" YOU JUST CLAMP INTO MY HOME "
Me and Zach argued for a while, then I accepted the fact that Zach ghosted me for five days and then showed up at my house.
I looked at the man in front of me. His eyes were beautifully brown and he was my fiancé. THE WEDDING!
" Zach, the wedding, what are we doing about tha- " I couldn't say anything more, Zach had taken his shirt and hoodie off from the heat and I was now staring at a half naked Zach. Wow, this man was hot.
" What're you staring at? " Zach asked, smirking.
" N- nothing " I said, but I didn't take my eyes away from his stomach.
He smirked even more and stood up, walking slowly towards the sofa, where I was sitting.
" It's weird, how we are getting married in two days and haven't even shared a kiss " he said, sitting down and looking at my lips.
I looked at his face. His stupid... ly cute, face. He leaned in, stopped a few inches away from my face and waited for a nod. I nodded and he smiled, cupping my face with his hands and kissed me. A long, nice, kiss, I didn't want it to end at all. But it did, sadly.
I knew it now, I was in love with Zach.