SAW
A/N: Hi! Just thought of this, I hope you like!
Description: Damien and Pip decide to watch a scary movie - SAW. You should really have watched SAW to fully understand, also contains mild SAW spoilers.
Pairing: Dip
Disclaimer: I don't own Pip, Damien, nor the SAW franchise. If I did, I'd be rich. They belong to their respective owners. Enjoy!
Pip sat on the soft black settee, looking around the dark bedroom he had become so familiar with. He was currently waiting for the boy whose room it was to return, with news from his father as to when dinner was going to be ready.
The blonde jumped slightly when the aforementioned boy opened the door and closed it with a loud bang. He spun around and stared into the dark, almost black, eyes of his companion. His own, bright blue eyes narrowed when the other boy smirked at his fright.
"Bloody hell Damien, you scared me." he complained, making a face.
"Aw Pippers. You look so cute when you're scared." Damien's smirk grew wider "And your angry pouty-face is even cuter."
"Damien!" Pip cried, blushing. Damien was especially fond of teasing him.
"And now you're blushing. Careful, or you may look so sweet I'll have to eat you."
Pip's cheeks went even redder and he squirmed uncomfortably. Damien gave a deep, throaty chuckle, which sent shivers up Pip's spine. The demon walked over to the settee and sat himself down. He ran his fingers through the silky blonde hair of the Brit beside him, which evoked a small squeak to escape the boys lips.
"That did it. Now I'm gonna have to eat you." Damien said. He grasped the boy around the waist and pulled him close. Pip made a small noise again, and Damien put his lips to the pale neck. He gave the skin a small nip, and grinned when Pip shuddered and made yet another adorable noise.
"Damien~!" Pip whined, wriggling slightly. The Antichrist had to laugh at how adorable the blonde sounded when he whined.
"Okay, okay." Damien released Pip, who shuffled slightly away, before pressing himself back against the boy beside him.
"So, what are we going to do?"
"I was thinking watching a movie."
"Really? Okay then. What kind of movie?"
"Horror." Damien looked down to see a very uncomfortable looking Pip staring up at him.
"Oh Damien, I don't like horror movies. They are rather..."
"Horrific. That's the point. Now, come on," Damien smirked again "Don't tell me a bit of horror scares you?"
"Well, yes, it does." Pip said. Damien shook his head.
"So, you live in Hell, you date the Antichrist, and you're great friends with Satan, yet a horror movie scares you, even though you practically live in one?" Damien raised his eyebrow in a joking manner.
"Yes!" Pip cried, beating his fists gently against Damien's chest.
"Aw, poor little Pippers. Tell you what; we won't watch one of my super-scary films that, admittedly, might scar you for life. It's one of my favourite horror movies, but it's not exactly too jumpy or scary. Okay?" Damien nudged the blonde, who now had his head resting face-first in Damien's shirt.
"I suppose." Came the muffled reply.
Damien gently removed Pip from his position and stood up to turn on the large TV and put the disk in. While they waited for the DVD player to read the disk and play it, he grabbed a packet of marshmallows and the controller, switched off the lights, and sat down beside Pip again.
"So what film are we watching anyway?" Pip asked once he was comfortably snuggled up against Damien's chest.
As if on cue, the sound of lightning sounded from the TV, accompanied by green lighting that lit up the text 'LGF – Lions Gate Films'. Pip shuddered and moved closer to Damien.
'Twisted Pictures presents... A film by James Wan..."
The writing faded, and there was an eerie blue glow that lit up what appeared to be part of a face. The speakers were turned up pretty loud, and the only sound was the bubbling sound of water, like when you lay back in the bath and let the water close over your ears. Only creepier.
'SAW'
The blue letters glowed, rippled and disappeared back into the darkness.
"Oh dear..." Pip whispered.
"Aw, it's now that bad. Have a marshmallow."
Pip quirked a brow at Damien, but took a marshmallow anyway and turned back to the screen. He watched in silence as the man struggled out of the bathtub he'd been lying in and felt around for his surroundings. Only when the lights were turned on and the camera switched to a dead body in a large pool of blood did he make a quiet squealing sound, burying his face into Damien's black shirt.
"Pay attention to the film, it's quite interesting. Good plot. Interesting twists." Damien said lowly into his ear, and prompted Pip to lift his head.
He watched as the first man (Adam) and the second man (Dr. Lawrence Gordon) found tapes in their pockets, try to discover what had happened to them. He soon became rather absorbed in the plot, trying to figure out what could be happening, and why. Though he still clutched onto Damien's shirt and pressed himself as close as he could to the comfort of the large, warm body next to him, he didn't take his eyes of the screen for quite a while, only flinching slightly at the sight of the blood and dead body in the bathroom.
Pip heard Damien chuckle slightly when Adam discovered the handsaws, and looked up at him. His eyes were glowing slightly red, as they usually did in the dark, and when he noticed he gestured with his head for Pip to pay attention to the screen. Pip did, and his eyes widened as Dr. Gordon spoke;
"...he wants us to cut through our feet."
-X-
After 15 minutes of the film, Pip was starting to think that maybe this wasn't going to be such a bad film and it wasn't all the rumours he'd heard made it sound, when the screen switched to a body hanging from some razor wire. He instinctively recoiled, and gasped in horror at the close ups of the wounds and the jigsaw piece cut out of his flesh.
"That's barbaric."
"That's a very good way of teaching someone to appreciate life." Damien countered, sounding almost admiring.
"You can't really admire these?" Pip questioned.
"We've copied some traps before, these are two of them." Damien replied, referring to the razor-wire and flammable traps. Then he shifted, nodding towards the screen which now showed a girl being questioned.
"Amanda... in your own time... tell me the first thing you remember." Said the black police-man questioning her.
"This is one of my favourites." Damien grinned.
The flashback showed the girl with a strange contraption on her head.
"What is that?" Pip whispered.
"Reverse bear-trap."
"What does it do?"
"Watch the film, it explains it." Damien said. Pip was quiet, and turned to watch. He listened and watched in horror as the creepy looking puppet on the TV screen appeared and started talking.
"...I wanna play a game." The line from the movie, which anyone, including Pip, would know because it was so famous, was accompanied by Damien quoting, and made possibly creepier by the double-tone Damien provided.
He jumped slightly as the polystyrene head was torn in half, and watched as Amanda struggled in vain to get it off. He gasped in horror as she cut open the stomach of her 'dead' boyfriend to get to the key, especially as he could see the man wasn't actually dead. He gaped at the screen, and eventually hid his head when he saw the blood-covered intestines in the girl's hands.
He heard the sound of the trap snapping open and squeezed his eyes even tighter shut. He felt Damien's hand stroke the back of his head.
"She's not dead. It didn't rip her head open." Damien assured him, so Pip risked a peek at the screen.
Damien was telling the truth; Pip could see the woman sitting and crying.
-X-
The rest of the film went on much in the same way; Pip would watch, but as soon as there was any gore he hid his face in Damien's chest until the demon declared it safe to look again. Of course, with Damien's nature, there were a few instances when Damien called a false alarm, so Pip would raise his head and be met with the bloody scenes he was trying to avoid. Whenever this happened Pip would give a small yell, and hide his head again, beating his fist on Damien's chest as the boy laughed at his lover's reaction.
Occasionally Pip would ask Damien about the plot, or twists, or if 'this' or 'that' was going to happen. Damien would always tell him to watch, and pay attention. When he did, he could look through the gory exterior, and see the subtle messages hidden inside the horror film.
The parts Pip found extremely creepy, like the eye in the girl's closet and the pig-headed person capturing the men, would usually evoke a small scream to escape his lips, which would briefly be captured by Damien's before the raven turned back to the film and Pip followed his lead.
Damien was pretty happy at how this movie session was turning out. He had always been told that watching a horror movie with your partner was surprisingly romantic – they would snuggle up to you and, if scared, you had plenty of opportunity to comfort them in whatever way necessary. And he found that this was plenty true, and he loved it. Pip would hide his face, so Damien responded by rubbing his back or head and tightening his arm around him; Pip would flinch and Damien would press him closer; Pip screamed and Damien kissed him gently. Damien had even noticed that Pip was squealing more frequently, and his lips were shaped into a smile as he received the kiss, which made him suspect Pip had caught on.
Not that he had a problem with that.
-X-
When Pip laughed slightly at Adam's extremely fake-sounding dying noises, Damien laughed even more.
"That's the fakest sounding death ever." Pip giggled.
"And you'd know how?" Damien teased.
"It just doesn't sound natural." Pip poked Damien, then squeaked as the sound of electric startled him. Damien pecked him as his pattern demanded, and chuckled at how amusing Pip could be without knowing it. He made funny and sometimes obvious comments on occasion, and Damien could do nothing but chuckle and murmur 'Oh, Pip.'.
One comment, however, was extremely deep and Pip's voice held a lot of sorrow as he said it.
"...Don't worry honey. Everything's going to be okay." Dr. Gordon said down the phone to his daughter.
Pip sighed.
"I hate it when people say that, even though it's a lie. If anyone ever says to you 'it's going to be okay' it's so obvious that it's not." Pip leant his head onto Damien, and continued sadly. "My adoptive parents said that the night they got killed."
Damien cradled Pip's face, and showered his face with small kisses, then placed a long one on his lips.
"Shush." He whispered gently. Pip sniffed and buried his face in Damien's shoulder again, but resurfaced a minute later, and continued watching. When Damien asked, he said he was fine, and Damien left it at that.
-X-
The movie was almost over. Pip was slightly disturbed at how psychotic Dr. Gordon's screams were, while Damien was chuckling slightly to himself. As the doctor started sawing his leg off (which made Pip think about how 'Saw' was indeed a very appropriate name for the film) Pip once again squealed and hid his face. He even released his grip on Damien to block out the screams. At one point he peeked out, to see Adam battering a poor Zepp to death with the top of the toilet. Another squeak and he was hidden again.
"Listen, that's the theme music. That means the film's ending." Damien whispered. "This is the interesting bit."
Pip looked up, and gasped when the 'dead' man that had been lying in the pool of blood for the whole movie stood up, and ripped off some sort of mask.
"Jigsaw." Damien intoned, and Pip suddenly got the twist. It was brilliant and certainly unexpected.
Then came the flashbacks, and the last words.
"Game over." Said Jigsaw, then the door slammed.
The credits rolled to the sound of Adam's screams. Damien stood and turned on the lights, then switched off the TV.
"What did ya think?" he grinned. Pip smiled slightly too.
"Well, it was an okay film, and I'd have enjoyed it more if it was less gory... or maybe if I was a bit more tolerant to gore." Pip admitted. "Though I think the sheer horror of the traps were probably a very effective way to make someone appreciate life. I'm happy to be alive."
Damien chuckled. Then he pounced on Pip, and picked him up.
"Well, my plan worked." He said, glancing meaningfully at Pip.
"Yes, I gathered you enjoyed scaring me."
"Aw Pippers, it wasn't that – it was all the loving I got because you were scared. Though like I mentioned, you are cute when you're scared." Damien placed Pip down, and walked over to the door.
"Come on, dinner should be ready!"
"I'm dreadfully hungry. What are we having?"
"Gordon's foot." Damien cackled, then dodged out of the room before Pip could hit him for the joke.
"Damien!"
-X-
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A/N: Yeah, I was watching SAW when I suddenly thought 'Hey! Watching horror movies with your lover could end up super fluffy! And because it's horror, I decided it had to be Dip! Plus I'm in a Dip mood. I like Dip.
Strangely, I find the SAW movies quite good. Sure they're gory, but y'know – hidden messages. Makes you extremely happy to be alive. And if you're not? Well, there's another five films to get it drilled into your head.
I know it's a weird idea, and I've actually just written it: finished 10:30 on the 30th August (that's England time) and it's now... uh whatever time it is lol. I think it's weird, and I dunno if it works, but I just watched this film twice so I could type it accurately. It was pretty hard, lemme tell you.
Please, reviews to help me improve! Maybe suggest a story for me to write, or a pairing you'd like, just so I have an idea! Make it something crazy if you like, I enjoy a challenge. So yes, hope you enjoyed.
PS: Adding this A/N and the other one, plus the title, this makes 2,466 words. Add 2 and 4, you get 6. 666. Oh yes.