well. I know for a fact I'm gonna regret clicking 'post' on this the second I do it but uh. enjoy?? this is the latest Coffinshipping fic I've written (I have a few and I have very mixed feelings about most of them, but I don't dislike this one so far). warning: mind the tags, it's rated Explicit, minors kindly dni
Agent Strahm finds Jigsaw's lair after an exhausting investigation, but he arrives too late: the only person he's able to save is Detective Hoffman, who he finds tied to a chair and waiting for rescue. As Strahm keeps returning the memory later, he starts to get a feeling that something was very wrong with that situation... and he has a harder and harder time avoiding the uncomfortable realizations it's stirring up inside him.