#im going through my Hughes brothers phase

[simmyfrobby]

When you love a lamb / you hold its neck while you bleed it. / Cain raises his arms & pleads: / ‘Close your eyes.’

― After Abel, Dante Émile

Hockey Poetry Post 58/?

(Photo credit: Jeff Vinnick, Derek Cain, Kevin Light)

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

warnings: talk of death, unrequited love

AN: im back in my 80s John Hughes phase so here’s Duckie!

Andie rolled her eyes as Duckie slid into the seat next to me. I smiled at him as he put his arm around my shoulders. my head fell to his shoulder automatically and his head tilted down towards mine.

“What’s the occasion?” he asked, motioning towards the double large milkshake sitting in front of me and the fries Andie kept stealing.

“Argument.” I muttered out as I leaned into him more. Duckie nodded. We spent a couple hours at the diner before heading out separate ways. Duckie had walked so I offered him a ride home.

“So what was the argument about?” Duckie looked at me as I drummed against the steering wheel. I shrugged.

“Same old same old.” I huffed. Duckie nodded. It was silent for a bit.

“Are we going to your bed? Or mine?” I rolled my eyes and looked over at him. ”Ours?”

“Duck.” I warned. He sighed and nodded.

“I know.” he muttered. ”You don’t feel that way about me. I went through this with Andie. I get it. But God, I would have died for you.” I sighed.

“Duck, listen to me. I love you. I really do.” he perked up at this. ”But you’re like my brother. The one person in the world who is always going to be there for me when I need them to be. The one person who will always be in my corner. I don’t have that with anyone else. Not even Andie. So I’m sorry Duckie. I don’t like you that way and I probably won’t. But that doesn’t mean I don’t love you in my own way. Or that it couldn’t happen.”

“I get it.” Duckie finally said. ”That’s probably the same with me but I can’t see it right now.” I looked over at him and smiled sadly. “But if it changes I’ll be the first you tell righr?” I laughed.

“Of course Duck.” I lulled up in front of his house. “There wouldn’t be anyone else I would tell anyway. You’re the only one who would deserve to know anyway.” He leaned over and kissed my cheek.

“If you need a place to stay, just come over.” I smiled and nodded as he got out of the car.