#//also im soz this took a while to circle back to

[originemesis]

@micsmasmuses xxx

“I do that because I enjoy tormenting you, it’s my job after all” he teases raising a brow at his snap back. Only to make a disgusted face as he says the next sentence. Hes so vulgar! It’s disgusting! But he can also tell the man is lonely and jealous… and sad. “Please stop being so vile, you’re killing the mood here” he mutters glancing away from him. Why does he try with him, he’s so aggravating. But maybe it’s the thought of back then that still comes to him. How close they were and how badly he wants to be that again. Or maybe it’s that need to make him his own, to claim him. It’s pathetic really, how desperate he is to have him. A need so strong it would put Ozzie under but it’s not lust… maybe it’s something else. Love? Annoyance? Sounds like a married people thing. But holding him right now feels so nice. So right. Even as he gets his gross snot on him as he cries, it’s fine, not the first time. He’s a dad he’s had worse for Pete’s sake. A hand makes it up into his hair. Gently playing with his brunette locks, feeling how soft it is as he tries to comfort him. A soft kiss pressed to his head as his wings wrap around them. Red eyes glancing over the pretty gold of Adam’s wings. His other hand continues to rub soothing circles on his back as he looks down at him. Rolling his eyes at the mention of himself being the stupid thing. He is… but Lucifer isn’t that childish.

“Well… I actually wanted you at my side, not Lilith. Yes I adored her but you always took my breath away” he says as the hand in Adam’s hair caressed over the back of his neck. Gently rubbing the soft skin with his thumb. “But I chickened out of courting you after Lilith confessed to me” he frowns, he sounds ashamed of himself.

"Oh yeah? The eternal edgelord of making the masses as miserable as you and that micro-dick energy, huh?" He mused, though the usual and persistently ornery peck to his rendition of a fighting cock in human's clothing sounded as wet as if he'd clambered out of a farm pond after being knocked in and left to dry with sopping, emerald tail feathers under an overcast sky. The muttered complaint earns a huff from the man as well as the risen edge of a thumb as he absentmindedly worked at digging out the golden beads that seemed layered in lower lashes now like sap. "...and what mood exactly is that, dude? The one where you come all the way here to-what? Twist the knife of all the bitches that ever left me in deeper on the feast of the fuckin' saint of hearts? Yeah. Hilarious."

As much as his dedication to upholding the ever tumultuous kick of a tantrum born of their usual dealings from a garden-esque era long passed, but hardly shaken far from his mind like dandelion seeds stubbornly stuck in the fibers of his robe's hem, the bubbling over of his miserable mood for the evening and its unintended exposure has him slowing down to emit only the occasional sniffs smothered by the collar of his vexing visitor's dress jacket. Between the woven fibers, a scent oddly reminiscent of daisies drifted out... and they were burning. Of course. As far as burning went, his eyes- when exposed to the extra crisp draft of heaven's mesosphere- weren't much better, and to wipe out their collected sting, he ground the grooves of his gaze along a button fastened to his company's collar with a plaintive puff quite common to the species of a first man. Always so insistent on being heard...but never wanting that sound to expose the weakness at the heart of mortality that he'd fought blunt tooth and black-painted fingernail to hide under an air of viciousness- a shield of vulgarity that never seemed to fail him even as it continued to do just that.

He'd been in the stubborn state of mind that since Lucifer offered him a shoulder, he'd just up and clean the mess off his face using the other's shirt as a tissue to blow his nose in, but even as the shimmering in golden irises hardened back to a remotely solid display, he found himself stuck under a blanket of seraphim wings weighing down his shoulders and an entanglement of fiddle-worn digits in his hair. Well, it's not exactly a knife twisting- much as his pride would tell him otherwise. It's simply not loud enough to startle him back to his usual prickling protests, aside from finding a crook on the shorter being's shoulder to rest his chin- somewhere with a proper headbutting angle if he did go ahead and admit to the man being the dumb thing of which he spoke.

"Hey- careful with the merchandise." A grumbled warning followed the fingers that found the curve of his wing tucked under an arm like a tickle proof shield- or an extra armor layer fastened securely over the soft spot located in the large width between two of his ribs. "Out here grabbing for wings like you're cool ranch?" A short tsk of the tongue fumbles into a flinch and a sputter with the other's next admission. Delusion? Maybe both-

"Bro- th'fuck? That's..." Impossible? Unbelievable? Something that every bristled edge that made him so coarse in manner from all the callouses collected from Earth rose to dispute like the side winding of a porcupine's tail? He'd jerked up straight again, though Lucifer's wings weren't budging even with a restless, preliminary elbowing. Expression sapped of its previous raw glisten drifted down listlessly to squint at the fallen angel and the purple tint his red gaze took with the blue undertones of heaven's shadows.

"...that's really all we are to you, huh?"

A flash of teeth shone white and sharp between them, poised to snap and sever whatever loose thread hung between them like the strings he sometimes found on the sloppy amount of his robes' sleeve fabric. "Toys? Toys to break, because if you can't have us- no one else can, right? That your big reveal, bud? 'Cause you're right-" The helmet clinked at his side as he shifted his weight around restlessly and lifted a free talon to jerk a sharpener thumb up under the other's chin. With a firm press to crane Lucifer's head back so he could drop the scarred edges of his gaze down into the lower perch of the other's perception, he admits-

"-that is fucking stupid ~ "

[punkscowardschampions]

Ali & Carly

Ali: How do you like your  🥚🍳 in the morning? Carly: no 🐣 Carly: ha Ali: 🐔 didn't show up in your roost later, did he? Carly: he must be scared of you Carly: 🔮 Ali: or my 🐺 Carly: maybe Ali: eggs aside, how you feeling, chick? Carly: 😷🤒🤕🤢🤮 Ali: 👎👎👎👎👎 Ali: unacceptable! Ali: what do you need, kill or cure? Carly: cure forever Carly: im too young to die Ali: I'll swing by with my witches brew Ali: actually doesn't taste like ☠ either Ali: pure 😇 Carly: aw Carly: really? Ali: 'course, not gonna half-arse the job Ali: and it makes a full pot, no sense in not sharing the 💚 Carly: 💙 Carly: wat does it taste like? Ali: like Christmas 🎄🎅🤶🎁❄️🌨️☃️✨🌟 Carly: 😋😊🥰 Ali: it's got ginger and peppermint in Ali: the only other person hanging out their arse is my brother and he would rather die 'cos he's grumpy 👴 man energy so Carly: no 🦃 tho yea?! ha Carly: oh no he sounds like my da Carly: which cute bro is it? Ali: definitely not 😂 Ali: some greens but not sprouts Ali: the freckly one Carly: did u heal my heart to 💔😢? Carly: course itd be the most beautiful one Ali: oh no, you're delirious Ali: I'll come quick 😜 Carly: dont b jealous 👼 hes only the most beautiful boy Ali: 😏 My ma'll be gutted Carly: do u have a tea for that? Ali: 🍋 'cos she's so bitter? Ali: I'll see if she goes for it Carly: noooo 🍯 so she wont be Ali: you're too sweet yourself, Walsh Carly: aw Carly: but ur the 1 who saved me Carly: ur the sweetest Ali: anyone would Carly: nah ur the 1st Carly: not just saying it to u get ur fairy wings Ali: had to fly away from that particular 🐔 plenty myself Ali: harmless and flightless though he is, most the time Carly: yea Carly: he talks about u wen hes been on it Carly: the 1 that flew away Ali: uh oh Ali: can't let a boy ✂ your wings Ali: ever Ali: ever Ali: 👼🏽 🐔 🐧 🐦 🐤 🐣 🐥 🦆 🦢 🦅 🦉 🦚 🦜 🦇 🐝 🦋 🐞 🦗 🦟 🐓 🦃 🕊 Carly: im 😕💫🙃 but idk if those were the guests i danced with Carly: did get a cute lil 🎶🎤 to fall asleep to tho 💙🕊 Carly: 🌚🌝🌛🌜🌞 Ali: very 👸 of you though Ali: I can 👀 it Carly: my ma is trying to make me clean Carly: 🐇��🐀🐿🦔🐾 pls Ali: also unacceptable Ali: not 'til you're better Ali: use my wings to fly through and 🤞 he don't get the wrong idea about who I'm there to see Carly: [sends her a pic of whatever caravan mess she caused last night that her mum is raging about] Carly: so u can play a game of spot whats got her 😠 Carly: cuz idk Ali: Fun 🧐🤔🤨 Ali: angry mothers are my forte Ali: [does the circling the hazzards moment on the pic] Carly: making her angry is mine but nah to knowing y ever ever Carly: k ur cute & smart Carly: 🌟 Ali: it's rarely logical, but 🤫 on that or it's hulk levels in 0-60 Ali: how are you this nice when you're 😷🤒🤕🤢🤮 Ali: that's a skill, rare one at that 💎✨ Carly: my da is looking green must of had his own 🎶🍻💃 ha Carly: idk i can b nicer? but k now i know ronan aint been talking bout me when hes 🍺 or 💊 Ali: can be a tea party for three Ali: have to bring his own 🎩 though Ali: not to me anyway Ali: but as you can tell Ali: 🐺 keeps all the 🐓🐓🐓 away Carly: 🐇🐇🐇♠️♣️♥️♦️🐇🐇🐇 Carly: she is fierce Ali: she likes to think so Ali: 🐶 really Carly: course ur not scared of her silly Carly: u love her Carly: im a 🐈 person ha Ali: [sends her a load of pictures of Bluebeard she didn't ask for rather than being like do I love her hmm] Carly: AW!!!! Carly: 🥰🤗 Ali: he's captain ☠🏴 but there's always room aboard Carly: thats the best offer ive had from a gentleman ever ever ever Carly: whats his name? Ali: Bluebeard Ali: and he is MOSTLY a gentleman if you can handle some toe nibbling Carly: 😍😍😍😍 Carly: into it Carly: ive done more for lads i just met who aint as beautiful so Ali: 😂 I feel that Ali: honestly, it's quite comforting, when he doesn't sneak attack you with it Carly: [sends her a selfie that shouldn't be as adorable as it is] Carly: now u can introduce us Carly: 👋 baby blue Ali: the 😍😍😍😍 are mutual Ali: I can tell Carly: yay Carly: 🧡 Ali: is there anything else you need/we want for the tea party? Ali: en-route at last Carly: ur really coming? Ali: yeah, sorry I was ages, it's a whole process brewing it Ali: also a dead giveaway you're 😷🤒🤕🤢🤮 which obvs my ma takes as her cue to be all Spanish inquisition about it Ali: 📚 of my mostly-fictional-but-which-are-and-which-aren't-mother exploits later Carly: sorry iou so much magic Ali: nah, don't worry about it 👸 Ali: who doesn't love a little scandal with their morning brew? she deffo does Carly: its too late im looking for 🍀 Carly: among the 🌼🌼🌼 Ali: awh Ali: I'm never turning down extra luck Ali: we can make daisy-chains Carly: its the dresscode Carly: soz da Ali: does he have a 🧔? Ali: that's a #look Carly: not rn Carly: my ma wasnt on @ me only to clean up Carly: he had his turn Ali: damn it Ali: maybe a nice belt Ali: I'll be 🤔 Carly: dont b 💔😢 he has bushy eyebrows Ali: same Ali: he's earnt his invite back Ali: your ma gonna have to chill though Ali: and it ain't that kinda tea 💔 Carly: you wont b able to tell if shes angry or surprised Ali: 😚 ��� I know the vibe Ali: you do you babe Carly: she used to let me sort em out but there was an accident Carly: which im sworn to secrecy about Ali: I'm so good with secrets 🙏🙏🙏 Carly: k Carly: my head zoned out but my hands kept going like Ali: you were meditating you can't help having  🌌🧠 Ali: I'll 🤭 now and never tell, don't worry Mrs W Carly: @ school yea im meditating on your q sir relax Carly: ha love that Ali: they just ask questions to answer it themselves, what is the point Carly: u coming for my ma again? Ali: 🤫 bad first impression, that Carly: shes heard it from ronan too sorry Carly: lad has loose lips Ali: honestly Ali: 🙄 can't keep up with my bad reputation Carly: ud think hed be better at kissing Carly: its talk talk talk Carly: more good things about u than ive made it seem like tho Ali: he was a big talker Ali: probably 'cos he ain't allowed with the lads Carly: if he talked about what a 👼 u are & how 💔😢 he is theyd uninvite him from the bonfire Carly: its sweet really how hung up hes got Ali: he only thinks I'm an 👼 'cos he took my virginity probs Ali: that's more suitable 🔥side chat Carly: he goes on about that alot but I thought he was lying Carly: oh no that sounds bad Carly: not calling u a slag ur obvs not its y he likes u more Ali: 😂 I'm fine with slag Ali: all definition dependent anyway Carly: yea same Carly: can be hot if ur in the mood Ali: right, and if I'm a slag 'cos I didn't marry him then I'll take it Carly: & hes not allowed to marry gorgers theyd wanna throw him in the 🔥 Ali: exactly Ali: we can't both be 💔😢 forever can we boy Carly: just me @ the party til u came to my rescue Ali: 🥺 Ali: What was he even on about then, like? Ali: dickhead Carly: idk i zone out wen he shouts @ me too Ali: I can always poison a cup and send it his way Ali: just say the word Carly: hes not that bad Ali: okay okay, just some laxatives Ali: 'cos he's a bit 💩 Carly: ha Ali: no 🌼🌼🌼 unless he says soz then Carly: but his beautiful curls 🥺 Ali: hmm, a good point Ali: be strong, baby Carly: ill throw one @ him & run away Carly: back to u Ali: you're so adorable Carly: says u Carly: 👼👸🏼 Ali: 💚 we're gonna have an adventure when the tea hits okay Ali: I've decided Carly: k thats the kinda 🎄🎅🤶🎁 it is Carly: i do want the energy of a kid on xmas morning Ali: that's the best Ali: how I'm tryna be every day Carly: 💫⭐️🌟✨⚡️☄️ 🚀🛸 Ali: if only 🚀 Ali: this bike can only go as fast as my lil legs can carry, like Carly: aw baby Carly: i shouldve asked u where u live before this 2nd rescue was launched Carly: im sorry Ali: No distance is too far for a fair maiden Carly: ill have to see what other 🔮 i can find before u get here Carly: dont love ious Ali: there's no ious Carly: [sending her loads of pics of her with or just pics of the cat lady's cats that she's rounding up for this tea party and they're adorable] Ali: 😍💞😻 Ali: okay, non-debt fully paid though Carly: [just rambling about the names she's given each cat cos her and cat lady don't know each other properly til Ali comes along and like facts about each cat/her fave things cos she's a big nerd] Ali: I love them Ali: I'm gonna get them some 🐟🐟🐟 when I get tea party tings Ali: some cream, awh, okay, this is happening Carly: im picking enough 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 for everyone Ali: should've put Bluebs in my basket Ali: next time Carly: aw Carly: Humbug might try & fight him Carly: youd b there to protect him tho Ali: I can ref Ali: my little brother is always trying to play-fight everyone so I'm well-versed Carly: is he ticklish? that works for me Carly: broken up lots of fights Ali: big time Ali: his kryptonite Ali: reckon it's against the rules in professional fights but preparing him for anything like any good big sister Carly: ha Carly: aw i bet ur an amazing sister Carly: if i had 1 maybe id wanna be on site sometimes Carly: my ma's eyebrows r hardly a call to home Ali: he might disagree but he's 5 so what does he know 😉 Ali: feel that though Ali: home is just a base, whole 🌍 out there Carly: wen ur 5 you argue to argue Carly: yea if u dont use ur wings theyll think u dont want em 💔😢 Ali: flying is like riding a 🚲 though Carly: r we goin on a 🚲 adventure? Ali: definitely Ali: ugh, need one of those wagons for the 😻😻😻s Carly: ☺️its gonna b so fun! Carly: we might meet more 🐈🐈🐈🐈 Ali: way better than 🐔 Carly: ha Carly: do u have 🔮 left to help me find shoes? Ali: have you checked the fridge? Carly: [a pause while she do] Carly: theyre not there 😕🧐 Ali: damn, that'd be the last place I'd look though Ali: were they in the mess your Ma was sounding off about fr Carly: o mayb Carly: if i was wearing any when you dropped me off Ali: 🤔 I don't know if I recall any glass slippers Ali: I'll ask Lene hold up Carly: 👸 energy Carly: but idk if i wanna scary 🐺 at my door Ali: turns out she's actually your 👵 Carly: ha my grandma is 💍 to god Carly: its not close to the energy shes putting out Ali: she'd probably tell your actual that God is a gay girl Ali: nah she's well 😇 around fam, just hide behind your Ma and me, baby, you'll be fine Carly: ha that wasn't in any of the kids bible stories she sent me every 🎄🎅🤶🎁 Carly: her god is 😠 than Humbug Carly: he likes to shout so i gotta zone out Carly: aw that's sweet ur ma loves her too? Ali: Hooray for Catholicism, yeah? 😏 Ali: she loves my Ma, more like Carly: we spend our sundays on our knees nana but its 🚽🤮 or u kno a bigger sin Carly: u do look like her i remember Ali: that's not QUITE 🚽🤮 levels but close 😂 Carly: nah its nice u have the same 👀💙✨ Carly: idk who i look like Carly: postman maybe Ali: now I don't know whether to 😳 or be 🤨 you like my Ma too Ali: you look like you and that's Ali: 💛 😍 😘 🥰 😚 👸 👼🏽 🐰 🌼 🌻 🌞 🍓 🍑 🍨 🍰 🍭 🍬 🎆 💜 Carly: yea 🤞🙏🌠 the postman isnt my da cuz hes a ride Carly: aw now youve got me 😳 Ali: rude, my postman is not Carly: 🚫💌 then baby Carly: ill text u instead Ali: so grumpy, don't stick your hand right into our house if you don't wanna get bitten, sir Ali: not by me, whatever Ronan has said Ali: though I'm well flattered I'm getting a text back Carly: ha its k its not that u use too much teeth Carly: & course ur my hero Carly: tho 🤞🙏🌠 wont b an sos every time Ali: good, can't have him putting you off with blatant lies Ali: it won't be if I do a better job at the heroics and get there before any bad shit can happen Carly: its k i like it Carly: helps me remember what i did Carly: 💔😢 no lads r spelling their names out in bruises for the who Carly: 🐇🐾🐇🐾🐇 Carly: nooo theres no better u could do Carly: ur flying to me faster than anyone has ever ever Ali: amateurs, like Ali: so rude, ain't they heard you're 👸 Ali: I'm basically there now, prepare for the best tea party you've ever been to Carly: aint wat theyve heard but idc Carly: yay 💙 i havent had 1 since me & my 🧸🧸🧸 Ali: I'll be 🎶🔊 it so get in the know lads Ali: awh, can I meet them too? Carly: not too 🔊 or ur gf will bite me which could b fun but im not trying to do u like 💔😢 Carly: some r shyer than others but if u work ur 🔮 how u did for me ull make friends Ali: fill your boots, babe, I don't reckon she's your type, like Ali: I'll be on my best behaviour 🤞 Ali: the loveliest guest you've ever had 🤞🤞 Carly: be fun though Carly: not boring Ali: 😲😲 Ali: Is that the impression I give off? Ali: or another Ronan tale, either way Ali: gonna have to prove otherwise now in the most extra ways imaginable Carly: nahhh Carly: he don't lie to me its his 1 saving grace Carly: its just like a pls Carly: to u & the universe Ali: I won't be boring Ali: trust me Carly: k Carly: i do ur a lifesaver Ali: nah Ali: just happy to help Carly: im happy we r mates Ali: me too Ali: idk why we weren't before, like Ali: too many people at school Carly: & i dont go much ha Ali: this is true Ali: lesser spotted walsh 🐦 Carly: oooh wat colours am i Ali: 💗💜💛🧡💗 Carly: cute Ali: very Carly: wats ur fave colour? Ali: It's a harder question than people reckon, that Ali: like, there's so many beautiful things of every colour Ali: if I can decide for the day, I feel like I'm doing a disservice to all the others Carly: sorry Carly: i havent decided on mine either Carly: when i was a lil kid it was 💛 for the 🌞 then wen i started goin out it was silver for wat i thought the 🌚 looked like Carly: but ive seen so many new colours since Ali: kids always know Ali: they're much smarter than adults about everything Carly: i bet ur lil bro is the smartest Carly: like u Ali: he likes red for 🚨❌🛑⛔️🚫💯‼️🥊🥤 Ali: and I see the appeal Carly: does he like 🍎? i kno somewhere that sells the reddest shiniest 1s Carly: or we cud just throw 🍅s Ali: he's at the anti-fruit stage Ali: but I reckon he could be convinced if we let him smother 'em in caramel and sprinkles Carly: its a date Ali: Me first

[theperksofbeingawallflwer-blog]

How about Breakeven by The Script?

hi hello im sorry this took so long but I was like brainstorming and didn’t know how I was gonna write this haha (also ily and thank you 💕💕)

pairing: stenbroughwarnings: crying, heartbreak, iTS SUPER LONG AND SADalso they’re like 18 or 19 in this okayyy

“You’re here alone today?” The waitress asks as she approaches the booth Bill is sitting at. She places a napkin and some silverware down on the table and pulls out her notepad and pen as she waits for a response from the boy.

But Bill is far far away from Linda’s Diner. In his mind, he’s back in his and Stan’s apartment - he’s gone back to that night. He can’t help but go back and remember all of the hurtful words that were thrown each other’s way, the way Stan just kept yelling and yelling and Bill just stood there crying and trying to make sense of it all. Bill was shaking and trying to breath normally and Stan was so fucking angry and trying not to cry.

The fight started because every night for four weeks straight, Stan would come home late, claiming he was studying for classes with a friend or at a study group and it ran late. Bill would always act like he believed Stan, but deep down he knew something else was going on. So Bill confronted his boyfriend about it.

And the fight happened.

“Kid,” the waitress said again, noticing Bill was out of it. She sighed and began snapping her fingers in front of his face. “Hey, kid. Wake up.”

Bill blinked, looking up at the waitress with short dark hair and almost too much makeup. He tried to smile.

“Sorry,” he said.

“So,” she said, nodding. “I see you’re here alone today. You’re usually with that other boy with the curly hair.”

Bill felt his heart jump because he knew she was talking about Stan. He wanted to cry then, but he honestly felt as if he’s cried all his tears away already and there’s nothing left.

He just shrugged, not really knowing how to respond to the waitress’s words.

“What happened to him?”

The waitress was prying and Bill was starting to get annoyed by it. He didn’t want to talk about Stan. He hated even thinking about him, but he does so every second of every day.

“Can I just have… can I just order, please?” Bill sighed, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. His eyes burn and they’ve been red with dark circles under them for days now, basically weeks. It’s been weeks.

The waitress stared at him for a second before nodding and looking down at her notepad, the pen hovering above the paper.

Bill ordered his food and gave the waitress the menu before she left.

He slumped back down into his seat and began fiddling with the napkin dispenser next to him. He zoned out again.

And then he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“Mind if I join?” He turned around and saw Beverly Marsh standing there, short hair wild as always and smile wide and dazzling.

“Bev?” Is all Bill could say, confused. He was happy she was there, though. He didn’t like being alone.

“I’ll take that as a ‘oh I don’t mind Beverly’,” she said, letting out a small laugh. She walked around to take a seat in front of Bill on the other side of the table, sliding into the booth.

“How did you know I was here,” he asked her.

“Mike told me,” she shrugged.

Mike’s been staying with Bill at his apartment since Stan moved out. Bill told his friends he’d be find staying in the apartment alone, but they knew that was bullshit. So Mike volunteered to stay with him for a couple of weeks, being that he’s a super supportive friend who cares so much about the ones he love.

So whenever Bill has a breakdown or wants to get drunk and call Stan, Mike is there to hold him and calm him down and stop him from doing something stupid.

And Beverly comes over occasionally to check up on him. She hasn’t been able to do so lately because of school and work, so she decided to drop by the apartment to hang out with Bill and Mike, only to see that the latter was the only one there. Mike told her Bill had had another breakdown and left to clear his mind. There’s only one place he’d go. He told Beverly Bill was at Linda’s Diner.

“You didn’t have to-”

“Hush,” Bev said, shaking her head. “I’m not letting have lunch alone. Plus, I really want a strawberry milkshake.”

That made Bill smile a little, his eyes falling down to his hands that are now resting on the table in front of him. He’s been biting his nails a lot lately and they look fucking terrible.

“I guess Mike also told you I had a really bad breakdown this morning,” he said, not looking up.

“Yeah,” Bev said. “He said it was pretty bad. Are you feeling any better?”

Bill didn’t say anything to that, he just shrugged.

“I understand,” she said reaching over the table and taking ahold of one of Bill’s hands.

It was quiet for a minute after that, Bev rubbing the pad of her thumb over Bill’s knuckles, trying to comfort him. Bill just kept his eyes on the table, feeling numb.

“How is he?” He asked.

“What?” Bev’s eyes went kind of wide then.

Bill finally looked up at her and he pulled his hand away from hers, shoving both his hands into the pockets of his hoodie.

“How’s… how is Stanley?” He asked again, his tummy going fuzzy as he said the boy’s name. “I know you’ve been hanging out with him and everyone else too.”

Bev sighed, pursing her lips. She didn’t want to make her friend any more upset than he already is. But she also didn’t want to lie to him.

“He’s… he’s been doing good,” she said, nodding. “He’s uh-”

“Still with that one guy?” Bill butted in.

Bev’s heart sunk at the look of brokenness on Bill’s face. She hated it.

Bill was talking about the guy Stan was cheating on him with. No one knew his name, Stan never told anyone his name. But everyone besides Bill knew the guy was a total dick, being that everyone but Bill has met him.

“We all hate the guy he’s with,” Bev said. “He’s really nothing special. He’s not nice. He’s a real douche bag.”

That was supposed to make Bill feel better, but it didn’t. It just made him wonder if Stan stopped liking Bill because he was too nice.

“Does he look happier than he did with me?” Bill asked quietly, and towards the end of his sentence, his voice broke. He wanted to cry but he couldn’t. Not in public.

“He… he-”

“Nevermind,” Bill shakes his head. “I don’t wanna know.”

Moments later, the mattress brings Bill’s food and Bev orders herself a strawberry milkshake.

“Want half my burger and some of my fries?” He asks Bev, a small smile on his face. “I don’t think I can eat it all on my own.”

They share Bill’s burger and fries and Bev’s milkshake comes and they share that as well. And when it’s over, Bill says he’ll pay for Bev’s milkshake, which she says no to, but he does so anyway.

The Waitress give them mints and wish them a safe trip home and a good day as they’re leaving.

It’s freezing outside and Beverly asks Bill how he got to the diner.

“I - um - I walked,” he said, shoving his hands into the pockets of his hoodie.

“You fucking walked here?!” Bev yells. “It’s freezing out here, Bill!”

“I’m fine-”

“I’m taking you home.”

The ride to Bill’s apartment in Bev’s car isn’t quiet or silent at all. She plays The Goo Goo Dolls and U2 and they both sing along to all the songs and laugh when they forget the lyrics. Bev makes sounds with her mouth to try and replicate a guitar and Bill does the same with the drums while he pretends to actually play them.

They make it to his apartment and as Bev’s parking, Bill notices a car parked beside his. Stan’s car. He can’t stop staring at it.

“You getting out or what?” Bev asks, looking over at Bill as she began to get out of the car. She realizes Bill is staring at something and so she follows his gaze and when she sees what he’s looking at, her immediate reaction is to get back in the car and close the door.

“What is he doing here?” Bill asked quietly, not tearing his eyes away from Stan.

“I don’t know,” Bev said, her voice just as quiet.

They both sit there for a few more moments until Stan drives away, his car coming towards them.

As his car gets closer, Bill sees another figure in the car. Stan’s new boyfriend.

Bill turns away as the car passes him and Bev, not being able to look either of them in the eyes.

And when they’re gone and Bev turns to ask if he’s okay, he finally let the tears fall and sobs are set free.

Bill’s heart is fucking broken and he can’t see any of this getting better soon.

was this okay??? it’s super long soz haha