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we become the flowers

A/N: yet another upload from my ao3 bc I like writing about ghouls <3

Summary:

Phantom had a hard day.

A hard day is followed by an accident, leaving him bloody and sore, and feeling like a stupid little ghoul who takes up too much space, while being a waste of space.

Luckily- three ghouls happen to come to the rescue to remind Bug how truly special he is. Rain, Mountain, and Dew are here to save the day.

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Phantom didn’t know how he got hurt.

Well, he did know. He was just embarrassed to admit it. It was just him being clumsy, tripping and falling down the stairs of the abbey in the nighttime when it was dark because he wanted water.

Today was hard. He felt like he made countless mistakes during rehearsals. While no one chewed him out, he could see their weary eyes and sighs every time they had to restart.

He flinched every time. God, why was he so useless?

He had opted out of eating dinner- instead hiding in his room. No one had come to get him- why would they?

He sat curled up on his bed, hidden under piles of blankets and pillows, in one of Dew’s old band shirts. Even Dew didn’t come up. He must be tired of him.

A few hours later, when he finally emerged to get water and subsequently tumbled, he smacked his head on the stairs and fell on his ankle, rolling it, before flailing on the floor, his ribs taking a beating from the unforgiving stone stairs.

“Ah- crap,” He moans and sits up in an embarrassing pile on the floor. He frowns, his lips going into a deep pout, as he feels so stupid for doing that—dumb feet.

He can feel something hot and wet spilling out of the gash on his eyebrow and his nose. He runs his thumb over the blood, frowning. He doesn’t bleed often- it’s a foreign feeling to him. It’s a dark burgundy, running down his purple fingers and into his mouth. It tastes like pennies, like copper.

He scrambles up - there’s a bathroom just off the rec room down the hall, he can slip in there and get rid of the blood.

He doesn’t want anyone to see him, because it was a stupid and clumsy mistake for him to have done.

He feels like he always makes mistakes. So many mistakes.

He’s just a useless, stupid ghoul.

He tiptoes past the room, hearing Dewdrop’s and Mountain’s laugh, and Rain talking. The three are sitting on the couch in front of the fire, Rain sitting with his legs propped on Mountain, and Dew perched on the back of the couch. The small fire ghoul whacks Mountain with his tail.

Phantom takes a breath and tries to jolt past the rec room without them seeing him.

Mountain hears Phantom’s footsteps as he’s trying to sneak by. The large ghoul turns in his direction, grinning. “Hey- little bug, come settle a bet for us, also, we have your dinner,”

Phantom shakes his head and bolts- down to the bathroom and away from them before they can notice his stupid face, his feet hurrying, causing a rattling noise to be heard in the hall.

All three of them quikly look curiously after him. Bug never does that, he never runs away from them.

It’s Dewdrop who notices drops of blood on the floor and his heart sinks. “Oh, shit-“ he breathes before launching himself over the couch and dashing after the quintessence ghoul, Mountain and Rain in tow.

Mountain is quickest, slipping into the bathroom before Phantom can shut the door. The startled ghoul tries to hide his face, humiliated and sore, but soft blue hands grab him, tugging it away so they can see the damage done. Rain stares at him intently, worried etched in his features.

All three ghouls gasp- as blood is streaming down the purple ghoul’s face, from his eyebrows to nose, and his eye is swelling and a bruise forming on his cheek. The blood covers his pretty freckles, marring him a muddy brown on his sweet face.

“Bug- what happened?! Did someone do this to you?!” Mountain nearly screams as he grabs a tissue and wipes his face.

Phantom is acutely aware of how much pain he is in, and how humiliated he is, and tears start welling in his eyes and he just shakes his head. “No. No… You’ll think I’m so stupid,” Phantom chokes out. Of course, they would think he’s dumb for making such a trivial mistake. Young, dumb, a poor excuse of a quintessence ghoul after they had someone like Aether.

He’s just not enough. Phantom tries to pull away, but Mountain gently grabs his waist, steadying him and holding him close to his huge body. The giant man leans down, so he is level with Phantom. “Hey. Don’t do that, don’t close yourself off from us,”

Dew can see the spiralling of the sweet ghoul, and he grabs him tight. Phantom is still learning how to navigate his world and it brings heavy emotions that he struggles to grapple with. “Did you have an accident?”

Phantom finally breaks down, amethyst tears rolling down his face, mingling with the blood. Dew is holding his hands away from his face and Phantom finally nods, sniffling. “You must think I’m so stupid,”

Mountain frowns at the accusation. “Why would you say that…”

“I fuck up all the time,” Phantom snuffles quietly, wiping his face.

Rain is beside him, leaning over, his fingers gently grazing over the mating bite on the boy's pretty freckled neck, and Phantom shivers.

“Phantom, don’t be upset- I fuck up all the time,” Rain tries to assure quietly by calling out his own faults.

Dew nods, his thumb wiping the tears away on his cheek. “Yeah, bug, don't worry. Rain is right, he does fuck up all the time, and we still love him,"

“Jackass,” Rain sneers and swats Dew hard on the head, before turning back to look at Phantom, and he begins sponging the blood away.

“Why are you feeling like this all of a sudden?” Rain asks quietly, tucking Phantom’s dark curl behind his ear.

Phantom just sighs and looks at the ground, not wanting to talk anymore for the time being. Rain recognizes his behaviour, and he frowns, before leaning forward and pressing his forehead against the little bug’s.

He can’t fix the bug’s sometimes fragile self-confidence, he wishes he could. But; he does know how he, Dew, and Mountain can help.

“Come on. We haven’t had a date night for you in a while, and you deserve it,” Rain says firmly, grabbing Phantom’s hips and spinning him out of the bathroom.

The quintessence ghoul squeals in surprise. “Hey, wait- what?!”

Dew smiles, his hand resting on the small of Phantom’s back. “Fucking great idea, let’s go,”

And with that, all three quickly fall into place. Mountain goes to the kitchen, gathering some food that he knows Phantom likes. Chips, apples, and sandwiches. He also grabs a bottle of whiskey.

The giant shuffles back up to Dew’s room; where they typically congregate when in a group. Dew has turned his little quarters into a cozy, warm nest. The entire room is covered in pillows and blankets; rich, soft fabrics. Records lay strewn about, with his guitars showcased and papers with music notes on each surface.

Rain is sitting with Phantom in the nest, tucking the young ghoul into the burgundy blankets. Both ghouls are in thick hoodies, with the hoods up, and curl up together. Dew is pulling his long blond hair up, to keep it out of Rain’s sometimes twitching fingers. Dew grabs the laptop he has and begins scrolling through the movies before settling on a stupid, animated comedy that none of them will be watching.

Mountain walks over, kneeling beside Phantom and piling a plate full of food to make up for the missed dinner. Phantom pokes out, tentatively eating small bites as he still feels emotional. Dew slides in between Phantom and Mountain, and the large earth ghoul presses kisses along Phantom’s cheekbones, nearly crushing Dew in the process.

The stompy fire ghoul frowns and elbows Mount in the ribs. “Hey! Don’t squish me! You can kiss him after,” Dew snaps and curls into Phantom’s waist, one arm strewn over the boy as he eats.

Rain glances at the two, before he turns and focuses on Phantom. The water ghoul and bug have a special bond, more so than anyone else. Besides Dew, Rain and Phantom bonded so quickly, and it was Rain who gave Phantom his first mating bite. He feels the young ghoul so vivdly- and the water ghoul frowns at how harsh Phantom is being on himself.

“You know we are proud of you, right?” Rain asks quietly, his tone softer than normal.

Phantom sighs, shaking his head. “No… you had Aether- how can I ever be him-”

Rain puts his hand on Phantom’s knee, squeezing it hard. “Bug, we love Aether. But we don’t want you to be Aether. We want you to be you . We just want bug. We don’t want you to try to be anyone else because you don’t need to be. You are you. And that’s everything you need to be,”

Phantom buries his face into his hoodie, covering the tears, but the words sink in.

They just want him to be him. And he is good enough.

Phantom has to bite down tears, as the waves of emotion wash over him. Phantom always feels emotions heavily, they’re intense for the powerful ghoul.

Rain wraps his long arms around the ghoul's torso as he tugs the bug closer to him, hugging him tightly into his torso and letting him cry as he needs to. Rain sighs heavily, kissing Phantom’s forehead. There’s a noticeable sag in his shoulders and the thought the boy could be anything other than joyful practically breaks his heart.

Dew and Mountain also end up hugging him, whatever part they can reach. Mountain just wrapped his huge arms around Dew and Phantom, nuzzling his face into the fire ghoul's neck.

“Oh! I forgot I got you something,” Dew exclaims and wriggles out from under the pile of arms and blankets, not an easy task, considering Phantom pouts and tries to hold on to him.

With as much grace as a newborn giraffe, Dew finally tumbles out of bed, before nearly crashing face-first into the ground. “Shitfuckdammit-” and is only saved by Mountain’s hand steadying his waist.

Phantom watches him; he trips and falls too.

Dewdrop goes to his dresser, yanking open the oak doors, before pulling out a bouquet of flowers. Phantom sits up, the bright colours attracting his gaze immediately. Cirrus often refers to Phantom as a magpie, with his fascination for bright colours and shiny things. A young soul- seeing the world for the first time through beautiful, bright eyes.

Dew brings over the bouquet consisting of pink, red, yellow, and orange blooms and is laced with fragrant eucalyptus leaves. It was the most beautiful bouquet Phantom had ever seen. His hands reach for it, gasping happily as Dew hands it to him.

Mountain smirks. “Oh Dew, you romantic. I knew you love shit like that,”

Dew blushes, steam rising out of his ears. “Shut up, Mount. It’s because he likes pretty things,”

Phantom is enthralled in the blooms but nods at Dew’s words. “That’s why I like you so much,” the quintessence ghoul says nonchalantly.

Dew’s cheeks flame red.

As Dew nestles back beside his bug, warmth and light seem to once again seep out of Phantom. It spills into the small living area, making the room warm and full of life again.

Rain watches carefully; it almost seems like things seem to come to life around the quintessence ghoul, the flowers, despite being cut and dead, nearly perk up in his hands. Interesting, as if he quietly instructed them to.

Phantom begins pressing fevered kisses to Dew’s lips, nearly ignoring the other two, but Rain just glances at Mountain and shrugs, before crawling over to get into the earth ghoul's lap, his hands going to his sandy hair as he kisses him, greedily, too.

Mountain moans, as Phantom’s hands begin running down Dew’s tight stomach, making the fire ghoul whine. “Well, I guess Phantom feels better,”

Rain unscrews the whiskey bottle and takes a swig, before pouring some into Mountain’s mouth. “Yep, he sure does. Go us. Now let’s go fuck,”

“ Ah . My ever-romantic water ghoul.”

originally on: we become the flowers - hiraethnefarious - Ghost (Sweden Band) [Archive of Our Own]

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