Second chapter...this one's slightly shorter and it's not particulary amazing. It'd kinda exploring my headcannon Cecil and my idea of the third eye/tentacle thing xD
I don't own WTNV...~Enjoy~
Cecil stood, scooping Carlos into his arms, bridal style. He moved quickly through the maze like room to the stairs. He rushed through the station, ignoring his broadcast and the growls from Station Management. He stepped through the tinted glass doors at the front of the station and into the desert heat. He crossed the carpark and approached his own car, unlocking and opening it before seating Carlos in the back seat. He ran around to the drivers' seat and climbed in, starting the engine. He drove to his apartment and took Carlos inside. Carlos was holding his side and hanging his head. Cecil gathered his first aid gear to patch up his boyfriend on the sofa. He moved quickly, cleaning and covering the wounds on Carlos' sides, arms, wrists and face.
When he was finished, he moved and sat beside his partner. "You have questions," he stated. Carlos looked up and nodded. Cecil looked at his lap and brought his hand to his mouth, chewing slightly on his nails, (a habit he'd had for a long time). Carlos acknowledged his nervousness and brought his hand up to Cecil's. He held it and sat in silence, contemplating what to say. In the end, he chose to stick with "What happened back there, Cecil?"
Cecil sighed and looked up, his eyes darting around seeing everything but Carlos. "Uh…it's this thing…that happens…when I get protective…sorry." Carlos nodded and waited for Cecil to tell him more. Cecil took a deep breath and spoke again. "Firstly, my hair changes with my mood….but I think you already knew that." He smiled slightly. "Secondly, The Eye is hypnotic. Whatever looks into it is put to sleep. I believe the humming has some contribution to this. The tentacles are merely distraction. There's something about them which means certain creatures can't look directly at them, which means their attention has to be focused upon me and The Eye." He breathed out slowly, still not looking at Carlos. Carlos just nodded slowly. "I see."
Cecil pulled his hands away from Carlos and covered his face with them instead. He sighed loudly. "I'm a freak, Carlos. Nothing else in town is like this. Nothing. Not even The Hooded Figures or Hiram McDaniels are this terrifying." A tear rolled down his cheek. "I literally instil terror into the heart of these creatures. I'll understand if you want to leave now." Carlos gasped and pulled Cecil into his arms. "Cecil. You saved my life. I could not find that terrifying at all."
And that was how they stayed for the rest of the evening, curled around each other (obviously avoiding Carlos' wounds) until they slept.