Whump of May day 11
prompts used: “lock the door.” miscalculation
characters: whumpee, caretaker, whumper, whumper two
warnings: intimate whumpers
words: 1048
part one here
@themerrywhumpofmay
Whumper opened the door and walked in Whumpee’s room. Whumpee sat on their bed trying to stop their shaking hands.
“You’re home early,” They said, forcing a smile.
Whumper groaned, “We were super slow today, so I decided to come home early.” They leaned against the door and sighed heavily, their entire body relaxing. “What have you been up to today?”
They swallowed thickly, “I cleaned, and, uh, did the laundry. And made dinner.”
“Oh! What’d you make?” Whumper asked.
Something wasn’t right. Whumpee tried to ignore it. “Grilled chicken, rosemary mashed potatoes and peach cobbler.”
Whumper moaned, “I love peach cobbler.” They stood up straight and crossed their arms in front of their chest, “And is that all you’ve been up to today?”
Whumpee nodded. Whumper looked them up and down, not saying a word. They pursed their lips and shook their head. Whumpee’s heart sped up, did they see Caretaker? Maybe the door was cracked open and Whumper looked inside. Maybe Caretaker came back out and saw Whumper, maybe Caretaker stepped on a creaky floorboard and Whumper heard, maybe-
“Did you forget you mopped the floor? You left the bucket in the living room.”
Whumpee exhaled, “Oh, I’m sorry, I’ll go dump the water.”
“No need,” Whumper said, waving their hand dismissively, “I did it already. So listen, Whumper Two’s coming over tonight. I imagine you only made enough food for the two of us, so they can have your share.”
No, no, no, with Whumper Two over, there was no chance Caretaker would be able to escape. Whumpee felt like there wasn’t enough air in the room anymore. Caretaker needed to leave tonight so they could be reunited with the rest of the team. This was not good.
Whumpee nodded, “That’s fine.”
Whumper grunted softly and walked out of the room, closing the door behind them. Whumpee sighed, they hadn’t seen Caretaker.
They fell back on their bed and splayed their arms out. Caretaker was safe. For right now, they could breathe and relax. The real issue would be when Whumper Two got there.
Whumper called downstairs for Whumpee to come up and sit with them and Whumper Two a few hours later, so Whumpee plastered on a smile, smoothed the wrinkles on their shirt and went up the stairs. Whumper unlocked the gate in front of the stairs and Whumpee sat on the couch, not saying anything.
Whumper Two chuckled and walked over to Whumpee, sitting uncomfortably close to them and throwing their arm around Whumpee’s shoulders. They rested their head on Whumpee’s head and sighed.
“Poor Whumpee, Whumper keeps you cooped up all day long. Don’t you ever want to…get out? Don’t you miss your friends?” They murmured against Whumpee’s ear.
Whumpee gulped and tensed to avoid shying away from Whumper Two’s hold, “Not at all, I love it here.”
Whumper chuckled, “Yeah Whumper Two, they love it here. So much so that they wouldn’t even think about leaving. Isn’t that right, Whumpee?”
They stared at Whumpee, eyes boring into their skull. Whumpee cleared their throat, “Right.”
Whumper Two hummed and tightened their arm around Whumpee’s shoulder, pulling them close to them. Whumper whistled and gestured for Whumpee to get up, which they did so very quickly. Whumper Two fell over and grumbled when their head hit the armrest, but didn’t protest.
“Lock the door.” They said.
Whumpee blinked, what? The door was never locked. Never. Not even when Whumpee was chained to the wall in their bedroom, not when Whumper hosted parties with their friends and Whumpee had every chance in the world to escape, not when Whumper came home drunk and forgot to lock Whumpee in their room. Never.
“Go on,” Whumper cooed. They shoved Whumpee towards the door and chuckled when Whumpee locked it with shaking hands. “Now, go clean up from dinner. Whumper Two and are going to chat while you do that, then we can have some fun when you’re done.”
Whumpee nodded and walked into the kitchen, trying to listen in on the conversation, but wasn’t able to catch anything.
They walked back into the living room and forced a smile. Whumper patted the spot next to them and Whumpee sat down. Whumper Two chuckled and stood up, walking up to the closet. Whumpee tensed.
“Whumpee,” Whumper said, “Are you sure you don’t miss any of your friends?”
Whumpee nodded.
Whumper groaned, “I thought we talked about you lying to me. Whumper Two, open the door.”
Whumpee closed their eyes and turned their head, not wanting to see Caretaker. Not like that.
The door creaked open and Whumpee heard Caretaker’s surprised squeak, the one they always made when Whumpee burst into their room without knocking, or when their dog jumped up on them. Whumper Two chuckled darkly and said, “Hello, there.”
Whumper held Whumpee’s hand and crushed it in theirs, “Who’s this then?”
Whumpee hid their head in the crook of their neck and shook their head.
“No, no, no, Whumpee, look at them. How else are you going to know if you recognize them?” Whumper whispered. They grabbed Whumpee’s chin and forced them to face Caretaker, “Open your eyes.” Whumper spat.
Whumper Two was holding Caretaker by their arm. Caretaker looked at Whumpee, not saying anything.
“Well?” Whumper growled, “Who is this?” Whumpee mumbled something and Whumper sighed, “Louder, Whumpee. I can’t hear you.”
Whumpee looked down, “It’s an old friend. I don’t know why they’re here.”
Whumper Two hummed. “So can I keep them then? I just had an opening.”
“NO!” Whumpee shouted. They jumped off the couch without thinking. They pulled their hand away from Whumper and clasped it over their mouth. They’d just shouted. Oh no, no, no, no. This wasn’t good. Whumper would never let them forget this. Not as long as they lived. Which might not be long anymore.
Whumper chuckled and looked at Whumper Two, “Yeah, go ahead. I don’t have enough space here, it’s not like we can just let them go.”
Whumper Two nodded and pulled Caretaker close, “Good, I think we’ll have some fun.”
Whumpee shut their eyes tight, trying to escape the horrible reality that Caretaker would be forced into the same life that they tried to save Whumpee from.
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