Remember that one shot I made about Jerry getting killed over and over again by Max? Then they slowly fell in love? This is part 2 of the slowly fall in love
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Jerry was on a set, he wore a long beautiful red gown. A woman was behind him brushing his hair and he himself was putting on makeup. "You're almost done Master Jerry" she spoke up and he nodded. "Thank you" he responded and finished up with his foundation. She put the brush down and looked at him in the mirror, she looked familiar, but her face was a blur of scribbles. "You look beautiful" she smiled at him, Jerry smiled softly back, "I do, don't I?" Suddenly the whole set changed and he was in front of a microphone, an audience in front of him, watching him. Jerry took the microphone land started softly singing into it.

Jerry sang louder, the scene glitched out and the audience disappeared. A man sat in the front row, draping his arm against the chair and smiling. His blue hair standing out from everything else about him. Jerry stopped singing, his green eyes focused on his red eyes, Maxmillian Wilde. "What are you waiting for Jerrbear?" Max smiled. "I'm waiting" Jerry swallowed softly before he started singing again. He watched intensely at how Max reacted, his smile was gone as he focused all his attention on Jerry.

The scene changed to a restaurant. Jerry looked around before setting his eyes in front of him. There were candles lit in front of him, folded napkins aside his plate. Jerry furrowed his eyes in confusion, 'Is this a game?' He thought.

"You like it, Babe?" A voice piped up beside him. He jolted and jerked away from the voice. Max snickered beside him before walking around and taking his seat across from him. Jerry held onto his gown, he knew what was coming next, he knew it. "You look beautiful tonight" Max told him and leaned against the table. Jerry stared at him in confusion before softly saying, "T-thank you?" Max grew a smile and leaned back. "What are you ordering, beautiful?" Jerry looked around before noticing a menu in front of him. "Uh..." he started before picking it up. Max leaned on his hand, "I recommend the steak. Usually it's pretty cliche, but I do enjoy the classics"

Jerry stared at the menu, he started shaking, he was so confused. "I-I..." he tried saying before setting the menu down, he was so scared. He stared at Max and glared at him, "Why are you doing this?" Jerry asked, "Aren't you gonna kill me like you always do? L-like you always do?!" Max felt himself frown. "Why can't you leave me alone?" Jerry felt himself tear up.

Suddenly Max held a knife to his throat. "Now now. Don't cry, you're gonna ruin your pretty makeup" Jerry froze and felt Max's fingers run through his hair. "I like you, y'know?" He held onto his hair and pulled him back. Jerry winced as his head was tilted back painfully. "You always looked pretty terrified. Now you look drop dead gorgeous" The knife against his neck pressed down, Jerry's eyes shot open. He felt blood slowly trickle down before starting to cry, "I'm sorry" he started, "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry, please, I'm sorry" he begged.

Max halted the knife. Jerry felt relief wash through him before Max's smile became deranged and felt the knife cut through his throat.

Jerry coughed and tried to stop the blood gushing out, he couldn't breathe. Gasping for air as he fell from his chair and onto the ground. Blood fell all over the floor as Jerry suffered from tremendous pain. He started to lose conscious as everything around him started turning black. Max rolled him onto his back and crouched down. Jerry looked at him as his eyes started to close, Max smiled and opened his mouth, "You have no idea, how beautiful you look right now" he whispered to him and felt a pair of lips on his own as everything went dark.

It continued like that for awhile.

Jerry opened his eyes and sat up. He rubbed the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes before getting up. He took a look around the room, fresh flowers were propped up against his dresser and by his windows. It felt less stuffy in the room. Jerry sighed softly and went to his mirror, he looked at himself. His eye bags were slowly disappearing and he looked less pale.

"Mm.." he fixed up his hair before jumping at his cellphone ringing. He grabbed it and looked at the person calling, "Faz..." he spoke out to himself before putting the phone down and letting it go to voicemail. He's been through this too many times. Jerry rubbed his temple before getting up and heading towards the kitchen. "You're so boring babe" he heard a voice say behind him. Jerry deadpanned before starting on a pot of coffee, not even acknowledging the man behind him. He heard a pout before blue hair was in front of him, "Jerry~" he purred at him.

"Max" Jerry stated back, "How are you?" he felt fingers run through his hair, "I'm fine! And bored!" Max huffed and Jerry felt the fingers tighten. "It's no fun when you play. With. Me." He felt a tug on every word before Jerry slapped his hand away. Max's eyes widened a bit before Jerry laid his head against his chest, "It's not fun if you don't come up with new material. First it's the scares, the threats, the sex and then we cycle all over again. It's fun when you do it differently or in different order, but... I get used to it" Max huffed and patted Jerry's head.

"Plus I'm stuck in a loop. Nothing matters anymore" Jerry buried his face in Max's shirt before looking up at him smiling maniacally. Max smiled back before kissing him hard.