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HLVRAI Oneshot: Chalk
My muse continues to be a stuggle, Snowcon followers I am sorry XD
Word count: 2687
Summary: Kids were easy to be around. Their minds were simple, focused on entertaining themselves and being happy. It was something Benrey could relate to. But sometimes they could be so damn observantâŚÂ
âYou love dad, donât you?â
âuhhh, sounds kinda cringe bro.â
The warm, summer winds blew through the surprisingly quiet neighborhood. Faint sounds of children laughing could be heard, most likely in the park not too far away, and the scent of smoke wafted off the barbeque Gordon was currently cooking food on.Â
All and all, a pleasantly calm day. It was one that he could enjoy with his son-
âhey, hey, you wanna play some tic tac toe?â
And Benrey.Â
The duo were both seated on the pavement not too far away, drawing on the ground with pieces of chalk that were all sorts of colours. Benrey was wearing a rather large hoodie with some game logos and stickers plastered across it, and his security helmet of course. From his position, Gordon could see that Joshua had drawn several stars, a rainbow, and several other miscellaneous drawings. Benrey had, after being scolded several times to not eat the chalk, drawn what appeared to be colourful smears across the ground, mixing and blending them together.Â
It sort of reminded Gordon of Benreyâs sweet voice, the blues that were present and the general colour gradient. He was glad to see everything was calm, nothing bad had happened, but still felt the urge to check.Â
âYou two still holding up good?âÂ
âYeah dad!â
âweâre just doodlinâ passports over here, bro. josh dude gave himself a neat stache.âÂ
âItâs a rainbow mustache thatâs extra swirly.â The young boy sagely nodded. âBenrey says it needs glitter though to look super nice.â
âgotta make it sparkly like your personality, little dude.âÂ
Joshua grinned and started laughing while Gordon could not stop himself from smiling at the rather wholesome sight. While Benrey was his typical somewhat apathetic self, his words were far more cohesive, and he sounded less⌠flustered when speaking. His words were less frantic, far calmer.Â
Like he was truly relaxed.Â
âAlright.â Gordon nodded as he turned his attention back to the barbeque, not wanting the veggies to burn while he was not paying attention. âBenrey just⌠keep not eating the chalk, please.â
He did not notice the wink that the ex-security guard sent Joshua, nor did he witness Benrey pull out half a piece of blue chalk from his pocket and carefully crunch into it.Â
Blue tasted the best, it was like gatorade.Â
The young boy laughed once more before returning to his doodling. Benrey looked at it for a moment, noticing the blue, orange, and yellow pieces of chalk that were clearly intended for whatever it was he was drawing, but Benrey decided not to question it at the moment.Â
Joshua would more than likely ramble about it at some point, the kid was full of all sorts of words and tended to ramble to whoever was nearby. It was pretty amusing to listen to and gave him all sorts of insight on both Gordon and what the pairâs home life had been like before he crashed into it.Â
Literally.Â
Breaking into someoneâs apartment at around three in the morning was not the best of plans, especially since it ended with Gordon bringing a bat down on the top of his helmet. Not that Benrey had been hurt of course.Â
Seeing Gordonâs dismay and shock as the bat snapped in half and flew off to the side, shattering one of the windows, was hilarious.Â
Had that been Benreyâs fault?Â
Maaaaybeeee.Â
Either way, months had passed since that point. Months spent working on building up Gordonâs trust in him, learning how to do human things like buy groceries that were not just soda.Â
A shame since Benrey loved that gamer fuel.Â
Getting to know Joshua had been⌠nice, too. The young boy never had the same anxieties that his father felt, never worried about whether Benrey would hurt him or not. He had been happy to make a new friend who was willing to listen to him ramble and play games with him. Of course, Gordon had not been happy with the developing friendship between the two, but as the months passedâŚÂ
Gordon had gone from constantly hovering over them, to occasionally checking in on them, and then finally to trusting Benrey.
Trusting him to watch over his son and not hurt him.
The first time Benrey had noticed this change and realized what it meant; it had been impossible to stop the bright pink orbs that left his mouth. Fortunately, Gordon had not noticed the sweet voice, but Joshua had.Â
Joshua, who had later told him how pretty the âglowing ballsâ looked and how it resembled a very nice, peachy pink.Â
Kids could be so blunt sometimes, but Benrey appreciated it. He appreciated how simple and straightforward their minds could be and while curiosity was a constant factor when dealing with a kid, it was an enjoyable part of talking to them.Â
Like making a baking soda volcano on the ceiling of Gordonâs apartment.Â
Fun times, especially with the bout of strangely quietly screaming he had gotten in response.Â
Benrey didnât know Gordonâs face could turn that red.Â
He let out an amused chuckle and drew some loops on the ground with his mostly eaten piece of chalk. He loved getting Gordon so riled up, hearing the insults that were thrown his way and how the agitated man would run his hands through his hair, ruffling it up.Â
Loved watching his face flush with anger, how his eyes shined with rageâŚÂ
Unnoticed to Benrey, several pink orbs floated out of his mouth as he sighed wistfully. When he realized what he had done, clamping a hand over his mouth to prevent any more from appearing, he noticed that Joshua was staring at him, grinning.Â
Shit, one of the things he was actually scared of.Â
âheyyyyy little joshie buddy, whatâs with that look? kinda⌠kinda looks like a scheminâ look.âÂ
Joshuaâs smile grew a bit wider. âMaaaybe.â
â... kid youâre scarinâ me.âÂ
The only response he got to that was a giggling laugh that was part cackle, which left him feeling no less concerned than he had previously been. Benrey sighed and refocused on his random doodling. Yep, just going to let this topic drop-
âYou love dad, donât you?â
Shit.
Benrey looked up and pretended he could not feel the sweat running down his face. Everything was totally fine, he was cool as a cucumber, kid couldnât suspect a thingâŚÂ
âuhhh, sounds pretty cringe, bro.â He shrugged. âand gay.â
âDad likes all sorts of people!â Joshua huffed. âHe likes gay!â
â... that wasnât-uh... never mind.â Oh fuck, was he blushing? He hoped not. âstill cringe, not a pro gamer move.â
âYou blushing when dad says something nice about you isnât cringe.â Joshua bluntly stated. âItâs cute, and grandpa Coomer says gay stuff is cute! Grandpa Coomerâs super smart so itâs gotta be true!âÂ
âwe-well itâs⌠uhâŚâ Shit, he had no response to that.Â
âDad makes you happy.â Joshua continued to say, now refocusing on his doodle on the ground and Benrey could now see that it was a family of three people. One blue, one orange, and the smallest one was yellow. âEven if youâre weird sometimes, and pour milk in the cereal box before you eat it-â
âfruit loops get super dusty and i wanted to make soup.âÂ
âCereal isnât soup!â
âit is if youâre brave enough.â The change in topic was helping Benrey relax, tension leaving his shoulders as his absent-minded smile returned to his face. Nothing to stress over, everything was chill and-
âSo when are you and dad going to go out on a date?â
Nope no more chill nope nope nope-
A date? Benrey had no clue how dates worked, or how they were supposed to work. Besides, his attempts at âflirtingâ were rarely successful and only seemed to wind Gordon up and, as much as he enjoyed watching the results, sometimes Gordonâs remarks would⌠sting.Â
They would make him hurt, cause him to cringe and recoil from the conversation. Not that such a thing had happened recently, but Benrey knew how unpredictable Gordonâs mood and temperament could be at times.Â
âsounds super cringe.â Was the response Joshua got, combined with a tense shrug. âlike-like over nine thousand level cringer-â
âThatâs an oooooooold reference.â The young boy said as he stuck his tongue out at Benrey. âAnd youâre changing topics again!â
Oh god, there were now hearts scribbled around the doodles that were clearly supposed to be him and Gordon. What could he say, what was he supposed to say? That he was terrified of fucking up the âGood Endingâ he had finally achieved? That he did not want to risk destroying the relationship he currently had with Gordon?
The months of hard work he had put into fixing the damage that had been done because of that stupid, stupid game-
He felt the chalk in his grip crumble and break apart due to how tightly he was holding it, but the thing that snapped him out of his reverie was the sensation of a smaller hand grabbing onto his.Â
Joshua?
Indeed, Joshua had scooted over and reached out to hold onto his hand. He looked up at Benrey with a warm smile on his face.Â
A smile he had seen many times from the boyâs fatherâŚÂ
âIf itâs hard to say it, why donât you show you!â He suggested, still smiling that same smile. âDadâll understand! He gets my drawings all the time!âÂ
Benrey felt his lips quirk up into the faintest hint of a grin at the suggestion, the tips of sharp teeth glinting in the sunlight. âyou sure thatâs a pro gamer move?â
âYup! Itâs super pro gamer!âÂ
âwell, guess iâve got no choice.â Benrey joked while rolling his tense shoulders. âjoshie, toss me that orange one.âÂ
âAnd blue?â
âyou know it.â
As the sun started to descend from its zenith, shadows beginning to stretch across the pavement in front of the apartment building, Gordon finished up his cooking. Everything was stacked on plates and brought over to his, thankfully, ground level room and placed inside. Once that was taken care of, he went about cleaning everything up and putting his barbeque away.Â
He was so focused on cleaning everything up that he did not notice the large drawing that was progressively covering the pavement thanks to Benrey. It was only after all signs of his cooking had been neatly cleaned up or put away that he turned his attention to Joshua and his⌠âroommateâ.
If he could call Benrey that.
âTime to head inside!â Gordon called out as he walked towards the duo. His walking slowed down as he noticed that Benrey was crouched in front of a large piece of chalk art. His eyes narrowed in confusion.Â
Huh, he had not expected Benrey to be the artistic type, aside from spitting balls into the air.Â
Joshua jumped up and rushed to his side, grabbing onto his arm, and tugging him towards Benrey.Â
âCâmon dad, look! Itâs so cool!â
âAlright, slow down there Joshie.â Gordon chuckled as he allowed his son to pull him towards the art. âIt wouldnât be good if⌠I⌠trippedâŚ.â
His words slowed and eventually stopped entirely as he finally took in the sight of what Benrey had created and it wasâŚ
Beautiful.Â
Very abstract in nature, a swirl of colours that seemed to form shapes. Light blues and yellows and greens all circling and intermingling with a core that consisted of a darker, richer blue and orange.Â
Swirls and lines that worked together to create faces. His own and Benreyâs. He could also make out what appeared to be Coomer and Bubby in the background, green and light blue seeming to dance together like the pair would, and that warm yellow that encircled them all, Tommy, uniting them.Â
WhatâŚ
As he leaned closer, Gordon noticed smaller details. How Benrey had drawn his hair to be similar to what it truly looked like despite the effort it must have taken. The dark shadows that had been scratched under the ex-guardâs eyes, the white and yellow that mixed together, an attempt to recreate his glowing irises.Â
How monstrous he looked overall and yet there was a softness in the lines, and the trail of bubbles that left the drawingâs mouth.Â
All a familiar pink.Â
Benrey was not as slick as he thought he was, Gordon had noticed the colourful orbs on multiple occasions before he had successfully stopped them. He had never pushed the boundary and asked what they meant since Benrey always seemed so embarrassed, but nowâŚÂ Â
âWhatâs pink translate to?â He asked, crouching down beside Benrey and bumping his shoulder against the other man.Â
Benrey was silent, contemplating what to say and how to say it, before he finally mumbled out the answer. â.... sâmakes me think.â
â... Pink means you think?â
âyeah,â Benrey shifted and looked up at Gordon, eyes still cast in shadow. âthink of you.â
Gordonâs mind drew a blank at that answer, uncertain of how to respond, but before he could even attempt to get the words out the other man took his chance.Â
He leaned towards Gordon and pressed a gentle kiss against his lips.Â
The gesture did not linger, but as Benrey leaned back Gordon could still feel the warmth of the kiss. He reached up and pressed his fingers against his lips and quietly wondered if he was dreaming.Â
Benrey sighed, a stream of pink sweet voice floating into the air and waited for Gordon to speak. It felt like an eternity had passed before the other man finally responded to the gesture, voice cracking.Â
âY-You⌠really? Me? What? But⌠but you and I-â
âhad problems?â Benrey interrupted, eyes fixating on the ground as he squeezed his hands. âno shit. feetman, if-if you donât wanna-â
âWho said I didnât?â At that, he looked up and stared at Gordon in surprise. âI was just surprised since you hadnât said anything about that.â
âi joked about putting our minecraft beds together, bro.â Benrey bluntly stated, causing Gordon to flail as he struggled to explain himself.Â
âWELL YEAH! But⌠but I thought you were joking and shit-â
âDollar for the swear jar!â Joshua cheerfully interrupted, making his dad groan.
âOkay, dollar later, but first,â He focused his attention back on Benrey, noticing how the other manâs cheeks had darkened and how he kept fidgeting. â... You sure?â
âwouldnât have asked if i wasnât.â Benrey quietly commented, now finally looking back at Gordon. âpsh, pretty cringe doubting me-â
But he was cut off when Gordon leaned forward and returned the kiss. Joshua cheered and Benrey, completely caught off guard, fell backwards which caused a chain reaction of Gordon stumbling, fumbling, and nearly landing on top of him.Â
Gordonâs hands rested on the pavement beside Benreyâs shoulders as Gordon stared into the other manâs eyes. Both were blushing at this point, and a constant stream of pink sweet voice was leaking into the air.Â
âU-Uh-â
âdude, you gonna-â
âAre you guys gonna kiss again?â Joshuaâs innocent question snapped the pair out of their stupor and they scrambled to get back up.Â
âW-Well, probably-â
âlater, joshie bro.â That casual smile was back on Benreyâs face, an attempt at trying to look calm despite how much he was blushing. âwe gotta⌠uh⌠get the meatsân stuff-â
âYeah, like Arbyâs!â Gordon nervously added. âBut firstâŚâ
He quickly snapped several photos of the drawing Benrey had done on the pavement, also making sure to get several of Joshuaâs in the process. Hey, he wanted to be able to look back on it in the future, plus he was certain some asshole would wash it off the pavement soon enough.Â
Besides, there was no way in hell he wanted Benreyâs hard work, one of the few examples of hard work, to go to waste.Â
âOkay, now we can get the meats.âÂ
Joshua cheered and raced over to the apartment while Benrey joined his side, an arm brushing against him. In response, Gordon linked an arm with his and smiled at the other man.Â
âwow, that⌠thatâs pretty gay, bro. You gayman now?â
âTotally.â Gordon rolled his eyes as he walked arm and arm back to the apartment with Benrey.Â
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I continue to be on my bullshit while my muse demands domestic fluff for these two. I suppose itâs a good thing for my followers who are in this fandom XD
I hope you guys enjoyed reading!
- ImmortalCoelacanth
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