Fear of failure.

I'll be writing this chapter in 3rd person (he/she perspective).

Ethan groaned in frustration as he crumpled the paper on his desk. Kaizer was just chilling on his bed. He looked up from his phone and walked over to Ethan.

"Hey? What's up?"

"I- Why is this so fucking hard? Why is drawing so hard?"

Kaized sighed and ruffled Ethan's hair.

"Some people are just not made for it. But you're really good at writing right? So what is the problem?"

Ethan gritted his teeth in frustration.

"You just don't fucking get it."

He snapped. Kaizer frowned. Why the fuck is Ethan acting like this? What's up with him?

He leaned forward and rested his chin on Ethan's shoulder.

"Ethan. Spit it out." He said with a cold, firm tone. Ethan rolled his eyes and tried to draw again. When it failed, tears filled his eyes and he screamed in frustration.

"IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE SO FUCKING HARD! WHY CAN'T I DO IT? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?"

Ethan sobbed and dried his cheek with the palm of his hand. Kaizer nuzzled his face in the side of Ethan's head.

"Don't cry.. fuck. Ethan, you can't be good at everything."

"Why the fuck not.." He whimpered and tried to swallow his sobs.

Kaizer sighed. "Some people are good at basketball, but can't paint or do any other hobby. It's normal. No one is good at EVERYTHING."

"B-but why not? Why can't I be good in drawing, writing, singing- everything? You don't fucking understand how-"

He screamed and crumbled the paper in a ball and he threw it at his wall.

'What the fuck is wrong with me? Am I not fucking good enough?' Ethan thought.

Kaizer picked him up and carried him over to the bed. He laid him down and laid on top of him, with full weight.

"You do have multiple talents, you know? Like a lot." Kaizer said.

Ethan scoffed and slapped his head, trying to get him off.

"Sure."

"I'm serious. You're good at irritating or annoying me, cuddling, abusing me and so much more." He grinned up at Ethan.

"Yeah and you're fucking good at suffocating me."

"I have many more talents than that, love."

"First of all, disgusting. Second of all, which ones?"

Killing, stalking, torturing, abusing, being a psychopath and much more, Kaizer thought. He just smirked and said nothing. He nuzzled into Ethan's neck.

"You'll find out, love."

"Oh yeah- you're great at being a pedophile too."

Ethan said sarcastically with gritted teeth as he pulled on Kaizer's hair. Kaizer yelped and finally sat up. He scoffed and rolled of Ethan.

"I'm great at loving you and flirting with you too."

"You mean bad, because you're the worst. Thobias is bett-"

Before Ethan could finish his sentence, Kaizer jumped on top of him again. He was extremely pissed off and jealous.

"You are the best at being jealous though." Ethan said with a smirk.

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Ethan fell asleep on Kaizer's chest (unwillingly.) Kaizer ran his hand through his precious boy's hair and thought about it. He always knew how much Ethan struggled with failure. Kaizer blamed his abusive parents. Always putting the line so high, not knowing that it hurt Kaizer's little baby. He leaned down and pressed kisses all over Ethan's face.

"I love you." He mumbled as he kissed his temple. He leaned down and nuzzled in his hair as he thought about what happened earlier. He saw Ethan crying all over again in front of him and it pained him. It crushed his heart, knowing he can't make him feel better, or help him.

'I'll fucking kill his parents..' Kaizer thought.

'No one will ever hurt you again. Not on my watch.'

He smiled at that thought and fell asleep with his beloved one in his arms.