Killmaker fanfic: I love you, Julius Doherty
TW: peeled off faces and bad punctuation
It's finally done and probably the longest fanfic I've ever written! I really hope that y'all enjoy it, and if you have any critiques of tips for my work, please let me know!!!!!
Julius looked at himself in the mirror, his last victim had put up a fight. A tough fight....a fight that ended with Julius winning, but not without his own scissors being used to cut up the majority of the skin on his face. His PERFECT face.....and Killian was due to be home in less than 3 hours.
Julius ran back down to his workshop and found a discarded head, cut off the face and grabbed some pins and rushed back upstairs into the bathroom of his and Killian's shared bedroom.
About an hour later, Julius had peeled off the rest of his own face off and pinned the new face on. Great! Now it was just to play the waiting game! So he did!......but there was a problem.
Julius: "what on earth?"
The new face refused to fuse to his own. It SHOULD HAVE fused to his own! but it didn't.....and Killian was due to be home in- Julius checked the time- IN 2 HOURS!
Julius began to panic, he couldn't let his dear Killian see him like this! His face was a mess! and he was covered in his victims entrails! He smelled terrible and looked even worse! Julius held his hands to his face, trying to force the skin to stick....but it wouldn't.
"No no no no no NO!!"
Julius races to the living room and grabs his phone, dialing a number, Devlin's number. Thankfully, Devlin answered only 2 rings later.
"What do you want, Julius? I'm busy and I-, Julius?" Devlin could hear the panicked breathing on the other side of the call. "Julius, breathe, and tell me what's wrong."
"The face, it isn't fusing!" Julius screams into the phone. Devlin raises a brow, "What do you mean? don't you just hold it up to your face and it does its thing?" Devlin asks.
Julius groans, "Well that's the problem! it's not doing it's thing!"
"So what do you want me to do-"
"GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND HELP!!! A-AND TELL CIAN TO GET ME A NEW FACE!!"
45 minutes later, Devlin is knocking on the door of Julius's bathroom. "Julius, let me in. I have the face,". Julius yanks Devlin into the bathroom and shuts the door.
"Is Cian here as well?" Julius asks frantically. "Yes, he is. Why?" Devlin raises a brow. Julius starts to grab some pins for the new face. "I need him to stay downstairs in case Killian gets here,".
"Why would he need to do that?" Devlin asks. "I can't let Killian see me like THIS!" Julius snaps back. Devlin sighs, he knew Julius was vain as a peacock, and cared a little too much about what others thought of him.....especially Killian. Devlin nods "very well,". Devlin gets out his phone and texts Cian what he needed to do and then got to helping Julius with the face.
Devlin and Julius did everything they could to get the face on. Pinning the face to Julius's, holding it up, and even tried gluing it at some point......but nothing would work! And to make matters worse, Killian had arrived home and was getting impatient.
Downstairs with Cian and Killian
Cian nervously bounces his leg as he tries to stall Killian, "S-so, dad-er- boss, h-how was your day?". Cian stumbles over his words, he always got so nervous talking to Killian, and he could tell that Killian was losing patience.
Killian sighs, "Just fine, Cian. Now, where is Julius and why are you stalling?". Cian lets out a 'Pffffft' sound and chuckles nervously. "Julius is busy, a-and I am NOT stalling! I just-"
Killian groans and shoves Cian out of the way and stomps up the stairs. "If you're not going to tell me where he is, then I'LL go find him myself!"
Killian mumbles to himself, "pathetic little idiot....can't even tell me where my damn husband is in MY OWN HOME!"
In the bathroom with Devlin and Julius
Julius could hear Killian making his way up the stairs and down the hall to their bedroom. Julius began to freak out....of all times for this to happen! why now?!
Devlin and Julius frantically tried to get the face on but it was no use. And Julius could hear Killian's heavy breathing behind the door.
Killian knocks on the door of the bathroom. "Julius, you better have a DAMN GOOD reason as to why you had that sad excuse for a man keeping me from coming up here or I promise you tonight will NOT go in your favor!"
Devlin cleared his throat and spoke "Killian, it's Devlin, Julius and I are just-"
"NO, NOT YOU. I WANT JULIUS. LET JULIUS TELL ME WHAT THE TWO OF YOU ARE DOING. HE HAS A MOUTH. HE CAN TALK"
Devlin sighs in defeat and looks at Julius, Julius just shakes his head and unlocks the door, letting Devlin out and Killian in.
Killian enters the bathroom with a huff and crosses his arms, "What on earth is all of this about? and why on earth do you have your back turned to me?!"
Killian grabs Julius's shoulder and is about to force him to turn around when he feels Julius's body shake gently.
Killian takes a breath and softens his tone, "Jules, what's going on?"
Julius turns to face Killian, and Killian sees the problem. Julius's new face is hanging on by just a couple sewing needles and muscle, and the area around the face looks red and itchy.
"Oh Jules.....why didn't you just-"
"Because I didn't want you to see all of THIS!" Julius motions to his entire face. "YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO SEE THIS PART! ONLY THE END PRODUCT!" Julius lets out an angry groan and crosses his arms.
Killian raises a brow, Julius didn't want him to see the mess he was? That just didn't make any sense! Killian loved Julius more than ANYTHING in the world! and he certainly wasn't going to leave him over a failed attempt at putting on a face!
Killan places his hands gently on Julius's neck and strokes the skin with his thumbs. "Julius, We've been married for over 50 years, and I've been with you for almost our entire lives! How could you possibly think that i'd be bothered with something as tiny as this? " Killian chuckles.
Julius holds Killian's wrists tightly, "my entire face is falling off! it's been like this ALL day and I've been trying to fix it!"
Killian holds the face to Julius's and holds it there for a while. "What are you doing?" Julius asks, confused. "Devlin and I already tried that! it's not going to-"
Slowly but surely, the face fuses Julius's own and turns into his signature porcelain doll like face.
"There we go, now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Killian raises a brow and gives him a charming smile.
Julius looks at him in surprise, "H-How did you get it to work?"
"You just needed to be more patient, if you don't rush it, it'll work better," Killian says as he kisses Julius's cheek. Julius's pale cheeks turn to a rosy shade and he looks away. "I knew that! I just- hmph."
Killian chuckles and holds Julius's hand in his own, "You're perfection, Jules, you know that?"
Julius squeezes Killian's hand and hugs him, "I know,"
Killian lets out a small, but genuine laugh, looks down into Julius's beautiful eyes, and gives him a soft, loving kiss.
"I love you, Julius Doherty,"
Fin
Credits:
Devlin Doherty: @scarfaxia
Julius the Dressmaker, Killian Lynch, Cian Lynch: @sanityshorror
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