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macbookpro-hard-drive · 6 years ago

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Hi!! idc which character but could I maybe get some like trauma comfort headcanonnons?? If not that’s totally okay, no pressure!! I hope you have a lovely day/night!

heck yea man

time to indulge y’all in my fantasies of someone comforting me when i open up to them about all the baggage i have

mm.. i think im gonna do short headcanons for all four bmc boys because theyre just. my immediate comfort characters when it comes to writing

if someones interested ill do more hcs for the gals tho!

all of these are about opening up whoopsies

so uhhh lets start w the fact im not gonna try to specify said trauma. if i do, dont rly… put too much thought into it. but im gonna try to keep the event itself a blank slate.

jeremy heere

i think jeremy’s the kind of dude who like. doesnt know how to respond at first? like… when you open up to him, he’s more shocked than anything

not because you’re opening up to him (although he would always have a small ‘they really trust me, dont they?’ internal moment) but because of what happened to you

and to establish it: going into this relationship, he was aware of your baggage. you warned him the moment things started getting serious between you two, and you had never elaborated

but here he is, sitting next to you in his bedroom one hot, summer night in the summer between sophomore and junior year

and you finally open up to him, and he just… stares at you at first. it’s very nerve-wracking because you just kinda told him and you set out to apologize

when he just sorta. gently takes your hand and apologizes that you had to go through that

and he probs make a small comment that he’s glad you’re comfortable enough and trust him enough to tell him this since he knows from experience that opening up isnt the easiest thing in the world.

and hes soft. theres no kisses to make things better, nothing more than him maybe holding you if you’re comfortable with it - because his stomach sorta dropped the moment you said what happened and kissing you in this instant would feel… wrong

he’s just very gentle. every move he makes with you, he asks you first for consent - whether it’s just him asking to hold you, or asking if you’d be okay with sleeping next to him again right after you told him all of this because sometimes reliving that sort of thing can mess a person up

more than anything, jeremys extremely understanding and gentle when it comes to comforting you. he might press a kiss into your hair, but that’s the most romantic he’d ever get at this time

michael mell

michael, on the other hand, is good for distractions. so you two are sitting in his car, driving aimlessly for a bit because sometimes, when neither of you can sleep, you go on quiet car rides together and maybe ramble or just listen to music

and something about that night made you want to open up. you ask him to pull over and he probably makes some small joke until he does so and sees the way you’re looking at him

and he listens. he goes dead silent as he listens to you tell him everything - which isnt like michael. usually he’s much more expressive, but here? here he’s just quiet. and he stays quiet until you’re through.

and i think he’d immediately pull you into a hug if he knew you’d be okay with it. and he apologizes over and over and tells you that as long as he’s here, he’s not going to let that happen to you again if he can help it.

and he traces circles in your back as he just holds you, and maybe you’re quiet or maybe you’ve gone silent and retreated inward - but he holds you nonetheless

and when he pulls away, he smiles at you and asks if you wanna keep talking about this or if you wanna just go back to riding and pointing out stupid signs around town or if you just want to go home

and if you want, he’s happy to distract you with dumb stories that happened in his classes last semester - and about how one of his professors seems to never be where he’s expected to be, joking about how he’s totally a cryptid

and its sweet. he doesnt force you to open up anymore than you already want to, but theres this moment where he starts to go quiet because what you told him really starts to eat away at him

and he finally looks over at you and he just… he says he loves you. maybe he’s said it a few times before, or maybe he’s said it a million - but it feels so much more weighted in that moment that you probably start crying

and he pulls over again to comfort you and its just… really soft and sweet and good

jake dillinger

jakey d, the light of my life. i like to think that when he shows up to your apartment one afternoon, he’s sorta joking about how this is pretty early for a booty call yknow-

you just sorta laugh along with him, sorta forcing yourself to stay happy until you finally sit down with him

and he knows. he knows you’ve been through something because, like i said with jeremy, you would have told him beforehand that you have baggage.

and i think he, out of the four, is the most unsure about how to respond. because sure, jake broke both his legs and had to deal with the aftermath of losing his house and everything he had, and the squips and the shit that follows in a situation like that, but… he’s never hurt like that and he just doesnt know what to say

and i dont think he does

i think he probably literally excuses himself to the bathroom and immediately starts googling how to respond when someone opens up

and he probably texts his friends asking how should he respond when someone opens up to him about their past trauma

and when he finally comes back to you, he sees you’ve kinda broken down a bit because - fuck, how else could you really respond when your boyfriend has to leave because he just doesnt have a response and you assume that hes gonna leave you because of your baggage

and i think hes immediately in front of you, sorta kneeling in front of the couch and apologizing profusely because he left

and he admits that he didnt know how to respond because he didnt… expect that you’d open up to him like this

and then he sorta apologizes and clarifies that like… he just didnt know what to say

and you start to apologize because fuck, thats a lot to drop on a person-

he stops you. he gently holds your hands and looks you in the eye and he promises that this didnt change anything. you’re still you, and he still loves you - no matter what you’ve faced in the past. and he thanks you for trusting him.

and he also just apologizes again because he didnt mean to scare you when he walked out - he was just… scared of saying the wrong thing, or not saying anything at all, right after you told him what happened to you

but he still loves you and he makes sure thats clear

rich goranski

out of the four, rich is probably the most equipped when it comes to trauma. hes dealt with a lot of shit and has gotten a lot of help for his shit and so he has a vague idea of how to like… respond, basically.

so when he finds you crying in the kitchen at three in the morning, he immediately knows something is off.

youve talked about things before. about having baggage, hinting at your past, but you never outright told him what happened to you to make you so distrusting of people, and so bitter about the most mundane things that feels like its destroying your friendships

so when you open up to him about what happened, hes quiet. he lets you talk and he asks you what you need right now - comfort, a distraction, ect - because everyone is different and he wants to make sure he’s doing whats best for u

and he’s more than happy to do what you need him to. he probably sits down across from you and takes your hand for a moment to tell you he’s glad you trust him enough to open up about this

because honestly, rich probably has had those talks before with him opening up about his own shit - mostly finally opening up about everything to therapists and them thanking him for being trusting enough to open up about this trauma he’s gone through

so its just… something he feels is right to do in the moment

and i dont think rich has 100% opened up about the squip to you at this point. hes been meaning to, and he wants to, but he’s talked about having some shit in his past and hes been waiting until he was ready to tell you - mainly whenever he was sure y’all are serious bc he doesnt just wanna open up to just anybody, yknow?

he kinda wants to be able to envision a future there

but i think ultimately this ends w rich and u going back to bed with rich holding you and sorta aimlessly rambling about how much he loves you like the sleepy dumbass he is

and its just… very soft

thats all ive got sfkshdf but thank u for this request it was nice to write something like this since idk i have a lot of fantasies about things like this

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kittyjoestar · 6 years ago

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BMC boys as Dads?

(i’ve done rich before so i’ll skip him)

michael: he loves playing video games with his kids, he always goes easy on them in mario kart so they win. totally protective over them, will fight anyone’s parents if his kids are being picked on

jeremy: he’s kinda awkward as a dad(most dads are), but you remind him that he’s amazing and they’re his children he doesn’t need to be so weird. after their first few years he tries to get them into theatre, they love it

jake: he’s such a sweet dad, he always wants his kids to be happy. he goes ALL OUT for their birthdays. they invite so many people, and have fun parties in the backyard. bounce castles, ice cream, cotton candy, kid stuff ya know? he loves them so much he can’t bear to see them upset

#be more chill x reader #jake dillinger x reader #michael mell x reader #jeremy heere x reader

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andrewgarfieldslut · 6 years ago

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okay but hear me out:

michael in the bathroom but it’s michael scott from the office (us)

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lesbian-stu-macher · 6 years ago

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what am i doin’ hangin’ ‘round? [bmc, j.d. x reader fluff]

A/N: HEY YALL HERE’S MY BELATED BIRTHDAY GIFT TO MY FAV PERSON EVER AND LOCAL JAKE DILLINGER STAN @stargirl-murphy !!!!!!!!!! this is uhhhh my first jake fic ever and my first bmc fic and uhh wow first fic of 2019 wooooooooo lets get this show rollin (the title is based off a song by the monkees ok it’s a bop and also it fits so shhhhhhhh) Triggers: not a lot ???? this is pure fluff uhhhhhhh,, cursing but defs not as much as in my like connor fics obv, jake being jake,,, yeah he’s like shirtless for a good 30%(?) of this so enjoy that ig,,,, probably minor sex jokes but yeah this is like all the cheesy ass tropes (shoutout to the Official AU Queen @cleverbroadwayurl)

Word Count: 2,209 (jESUS CHRIST WHO IS T H I S B I T C H)

You mumbled a small thank you to the desk clerk, glancing over the minute details of the card for your room. B19, it said in bold letters. Smaller, lesser important details covered the card, along with the barcode and the name of the hotel in a gold, cursive font. The McDoon Hotel; Take yourself away.

You began to walk, per the directions of the concierge, your carry-on rolling behind you as you glossed over the numbers to look for your room. 15, 16, 17, 18… 19. It took a second of fumbling with the keycard to put it in the right way before it gave off the unlocked sound. You opened the door and walked in, only to be met with some complete strangers in your room. He was tall; there wasn't much else you could tell from the back. He wore a muted green jacket with some dark jeans- pretty basic stuff, but his stiff muscles filled the clothes well.

Your immediate reaction was a small scream, followed by a completely subtle “Jesus!” as you jerked back by impulse. He turned around slightly, only to give a similar, yet toned down remark of only, “whoa.”

Once you saw his face, your eyes somehow managed to widen a little more. That one scene in Inside Out? When all the emotions are freaking out over a girl? That was exactly what was going on as you saw his face. Yeah, he was in your room, but with that surprised look on his face, he looked… was the right word ‘hot’ or ‘cute’?

Did it matter? Why was he here?

“What the hell are you doing here?” It only took a second to notice that he was unpacking and the room was barely touched, which likely meant he sure as hell wasn't just leaving.

“Uh, unpacking?” He said as he slowly set his toothbrush on his folded clothes. “What the hell are you- doing here?”

“I was about to unpack. In my room. But then I walk in and I see 6 foot of you in here.” You didn't want to get on his bad side, but he was clearly in the wrong. “You need to leave.”

“You sure?” He asked, picking his keycard off the bed. “B19?” He took a couple steps, showing you the card, and even offering it for you to get a closer look. You showed him yours, revealing how they were, in fact, both for the room.

“How did they manage to double book a room?”

He merely shrugged, a hand sneaking to his brown hair and pushing it back- he had a very fuckboy-esque appearance, but slightly more fashionable, his muscles definitely indicated someone who went to the gym, leg day included. Once he faced you, you realized his shirt said “GENDER IS OVER! (IF YOU WANT IT)” in black letters over white, a la John Lennon. “Don't know. Couldn't you just get a different room?” He paused for a second, before figuring he should add to that. “I don't wanna sound rude, but uh, I'm here for my best friend's wedding and uh, everyone's already got a room and stuff, so I gotta be in the… block… thing...” he explained, almost sheepishly. Not what you'd expect to hear.

“Lohst-Murphy?” You asked as he gave a small nod, almost surprised, as if it seemed coincidental. “I'm here for the same one. Don't you have a friend or someone you could share with?”

“Well, my best friend is one of the brides, Rich is with Michael, a maid of honor is with her girlfriend, Jeremy's with his date, Jenna is with her boyfriend, and Chloe is with her boyfriend,” He explained it like a list, exhaling at the end.

“I mean, I would, but my cousin is the other bride and Connor, Evan, Jared, and Alana, also have girlfriends they are spending the night with.”

“Huh,” he remarked. “Looks like we've both been third wheeled.”

“More like thirteenth wheeled.” You said with a small laugh.

An awkward bit of silence passed before the other extended his hand. “I'm Jake by the way,” he said with a small clearing of his throat. “Dillinger.”

You accepted his hand, before giving your name in addition.

“So,” he mumbled, glancing at the carpet.

“So,” you responded, looking up at him. Holy shit, he was hot. Or cute. Same difference.

“Roomies?”

“Roomies.” You smiled, wheeling your bag into the room.

“Here, lemme help you with-”

“Thanks, but it's just one bag. I got it.” It wasn't that you didn't like Jake; he seemed nice. But seeming nice and being nice were two different things. As of now, he was still a stranger. Maybe an acquaintance if you squinted. But it's not like you were completely sure that he wouldn't murder you or something.

You slowly moved to the other side of the bed, where you began to unpack what you needed to for the night.

But of course, the silence was killing the both of you.

“So,” you said, glancing at Jake from across the queen size bed. “How long have you known Brooke?”

“Uh, middle school maybe?” He said, unfolding another graphic tee- grey with the words “Athletes Against Alzheimer's” on it in navy. God, you hoped he wasn't some creep, because he seemed almost too good to be true. “But it wasn't until this whole thing happened and she realized her best friend, almost my ex at the time, was just not good for her, then we kind of just… befriended each other. She's like, the sweetest girl with the biggest heart. I mean, we're both pan and all, but we know we'd never date each other or anything. And she met your cousin, who I'm guessing is good enough for her.” He finished his small spill as he slipped his jacket off, merely tossing it in his duffel bag on top of the neatly organized things still inside.

“Oh, definitely. Zoe's great. She's so independent, I was surprised she'd ever get married. She's a strong person, but still so sweet and-“ You paused, noticing him casually pulling his shirt off revealing a bare, yet well defined chest. “What the hell are you doing?” You nearly screeched, looking away and shielding your eyes as if by impulse.

“Uh, changing? What, do you think, I'm gonna sleep in jeans and a tank top?”

“I didn't think you'd start changing out of nowhere!” Really, there was nothing that you needed to look away for. It wasn't like you hadn't seen men's underwear ads before. But to see it in front of you was still… something new.

“I could change in the bathro-”

“Yes! Do that! Please!” You insisted, still keeping your eyes averted. Your temptation to say ‘take your six pack with you’ was strong, but you managed to hold it in as he grabbed… whatever he needed.

Once you heard the door shut, you finished laying out the things you needed. Your change of pajamas, toothbrush, all that jazz. As you set out each thing, you realized something that lingered in the back of your head that only just now came to light.

There was only one bed.

You would be sharing a bed with a stranger.

Suddenly, Jake stuck his head out of the bathroom. “Do you need anything right now? I'm gonna take a shower if you don't mind,”

“Go ahead. I'll probably brush my teeth later though.”

“Great.”

The second you heard the shower turn on, you immediately went to change your clothes, getting ready for bed, despite knowing very well that you'd spend a long time before you actually slept. The fact that you still had to share a bed… would be awkward. Jake seemed so comfortable, it was pretty obvious he was some level of high school fuckboy. But at least he was a little more… sympathetic. Checking on things. Asking if you needed the bathroom before him.

Jesus, why couldn't you get over such a... sexy stranger?

You needed to get your mind off it. And brush your teeth.

You grabbed your toothbrush and toothpaste and slipped into the bathroom; surely he wouldn't be done already. But by the time you were spitting out toothpaste, Jake had slipped his head out from behind the curtain. “What are you-” before he could finish his thought, he must've leaned too much as he peaked out of the curtain, slipping, and yanking the white curtain down with his tall body as a curse slipped out of his mouth.

You jumped back, watching him frantically cover up the hips and below, his face looking up at you with and startled look, his dark hair all wet and matted. Jesus, how was he still hot?

In full rom-com fashion, he stood up, keeping the shower curtain covering his waist as he awkwardly reached for his towel. He finally managed to wrap the white cotton around himself, dropping the curtain and finally saying something. “What the hell were you doing?”

“Brushing my teeth? I didn’t think you’d be done so quick!”

“Well,” he sighed, trying to fix the shower curtain with careful attention to his towel. “Guess it won’t be so weird when we sleep together now I guess, right?”

“I-”

“Yeah, I phrased that weird.” He said with an awkward chuckle. “Unless you want me to sleep on the floor or something! I can do that, I-”

“No, no, it’s fine!” You insisted, trying to keep things from getting any more awkward. “I mean, you deserve the bed as much as I do- it’s a queen, right? There’ll be some… space.” Hopefully you both were able to respect each other’s boundaries, but that apparently was not a thing between you guys. “Anyways. I guess I’ll leave you be, I’ll be on the side of the bed with all my stuff I guess. What time are you getting up?”

He shrugged. “Whatever works is fine with me.”

“Seven-ish then?”

“Seven-ish.” he repeated with a small smile.

Jake walked out of the bathroom a couple minutes later, seeing you hang up your dress for tomorrow so it would be ready. He gave a small smile as he looked at the color. “Purple. Nice.”

You were almost startled as you turned around and saw him there, simply in boxers and his aforementioned t-shirt, his hair fixed to some extent from its former messy state, but it looked cute either way. “It’s actually orchid, you uncultured swine,” you scoffed gently as you moved closer to the bed, still unsure of what exactly was about to happen.

“Well, whatever it is, I’m sure you’ll look great in it tomorrow.” Was he flirting?

“Thanks,” you smiled. “I’m sure you will too- unless your wardrobe for tomorrow is another tank top, jeans, and jacket ensemble.”

“Nah, I wouldn’t ruin Brooke’s special day like that. I’m actually a, uh, pretty good dresser.”

“We’ll see in the morning.”

The conversation was nice and fun, it was like you guys were actual friends. But there was still five feet that stood between you two, and you weren’t exactly sure what would be next. Jake glanced down at the bed as you did, looking at the thick, crimson sheets before back up at you. “Well, uh, ladies first.” he said, his arm extending in a welcoming manner over the bed.

Slowly, you slipped into the bed, trying to focus more on the comfort than the awkward. Jake, however, didn't get in bed, but got on the floor instead, doing, of course, push-ups. “I'll be there in a sec,“ he mumbled as he began counting to himself semi-audibly.

All you could do was laugh slightly as you saw some of what he was doing. Was he trying to be hot right now? You two at least managed to hold a conversation while this happened, learning a couple new things about each other.

You learned Jake had two sisters, both younger. You learned about the really weird junior year he went through, featuring his two broken legs. The two of you exchanged a lot of stories- you guys even had more interests than you’d expect. By the time you two fell asleep, it didn’t even seem awkward that you two slept in the same bed.

Stripes of sun shot through the crevices of the blinds and curtains over the windows, giving the basic effect of the morning inside the hotel room. You woke up to the sound of your alarm, noticing the two of you had apparently moved around a lot in your sleep. So much so that you wound up asleep on Jake’s chest, an arm loosely slung around you. You almost panicked by impulse- but you managed to study his features a little. Half his face was buried in the amber hue of the pillow, his hair disheveled once again and pointing every which way. His torso gently rose and fell with each breath as he continued to sleep, despite the sun indicating it was time to get up.

You smiled slightly, pressing snooze on the alarm as you tucked your head under his chin, inching slightly closer to him as you closed your eyes again. Surely no one would mind you guys getting sleep for another five minutes… ish.

#be more chill #bmc #bmc x reader #bmc self insert #jake dillinger x reader #bmc fluff #jake dillinger fluff #bmc fic #jake dillinger fic #brebbo if ur reading this ily #hap birt

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chaoticxgoth · 6 years ago

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So, I'm think about writing fanfics, give me some ideas??? #michae

#michael mell x reader #jeremy heere x reader #jake dillinger x reader #rich goranski x reader #be more chill x reader #dear evan hansen x reader #evan hansen x reader #connor murphy x reader #jared kleinman x reader #musicals #oneshots #gay #lgbtqa #biseuxal #panseuxal #loveislove

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mylifesjustacarousel · 6 years ago

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imagines requests

I know I do a lot of hc requests, but i’m writing a Michael imagine and I thought I might as well write some others! :)

#dear evan hansen #be more chill #evan hansen x reader #connor murphy x reader #jared kleinman x reader #zoe murphy x reader #jeremy heere x reader #michael mell x reader #rich goranski x reader #jake dillinger x reader #chloe valentine x reader #brooke lohst x reader #christine canigula x reader

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marrymebroadway · 6 years ago

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can you do Rich and reader on a first date..? or if not with him other BMC characters...

of course!! i just went ahead and did this with the bmc main boys

Jeremy: Jesus hes nervous. He’ll try to dress nicely and wear cologne, but once he actually sees you his whole “Presentable cool guy” thing falls apart a little. He’ll stutter a lot and make jokes he thinks are stupid tripping over himself to impress you, but you think its just cute that hes so sweet about it. He’ll take you to coffee and then walk you home :’) hes too nervous to kiss you on the first date though aw

Michael: Hes sort of trying to blow off how excited he is and feign confidence but you can tell by the sparkle in his eyes that hes so in love already. Hes blown away by how gorgeous you look, complimenting you and joking about how lucky he is. He’ll take you for sushi then to an arcade

Rich: Rich is his usual confident self but hes so humbled when youre around. He’ll be nearly speechless as you great him with a kiss on the cheek, blushing and laughing it off. He feels immediately as if you are far too special for him and will disregard him, but you love the way he is in his cockiness and gentle spirit. He would take you to stargaze and watch a drive in movie and make out with you in the front seat of his car during the boring scenes

Jake: Jake is excited to see you, but still relaxed and calm. Being around you makes him feel even calmer and safer than he usually is, so he sheds his cool exterior around you. He invites you over to his house for a movie and the two of you cuddle a lot more than planned

#bmc #be more chill #be more chill headcanons #bmc headcanons #michael mell #michael mell x reader #michael mell x reader headcanons #michael mell headcanons #jeremy heere #jeremy heere x reader #jeremy heere headcanons #jeremy heere x reader headcanons #rich goranski #rich goranski x reader #rich goranski headcanons #jake dillinger #jake dillinger headcanons #jake dillinger x reader

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justabigassnerd · 6 years ago

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One step at a time

Pairing - Rich x Squipped!reader

Word count - 2,554

Warnings - swearing, mentions of bullying

A/N - Ya girl got struck by inspiration the other day about a Rich x reader where it’s basically the plot of BMC but the reader is the one who gets the SQUIP. Not Rich and this is what emerged. Please feel free to send in more requests as y’all have great ideas and I want to get my drive back.

EDIT - I was unsatisfied with the original ending for this fic so I added some more onto the end (I apologise) but enjoy the new and improved ending : )

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When people mentioned iconic friendships at your school, people would say, Jeremy and Michael, Chloe and Brooke and finally you and Jake. But what people didn’t know that in freshman year before people even knew you existed and before you became popular, you were best friends with Rich Goranski. You and Rich had been friends since you first moved to New Jersey, your parents quickly became friends with his parents and you two were brought up together, you did almost everything together. When you started high school you two stuck together as much as you could to avoid harassment from the people who had quickly become popular and were starting to pick on people. You knew you shouldn’t have let it get to you because you had a friend like Rich to support you through everything but soon the bullying became too much and you started to search for ways to help improve your status in school, you caught wind of a pill called a SQUIP which contained a supercomputer that would help you with anything you wanted it to. You managed to get a hold of one and that night alone in your room, without telling Rich, you took the pill with some Mountain Dew to start your new ‘cooler’ life. The next day, Rich went to your house to walk to school with you like he always did, but when he knocked at your door your mum opened the door and looked at Rich apologetically.

“I’m sorry Rich, y/n has already gone to school, I thought she was meeting you at your house.” She says, Rich is taken aback at that, you always waited for him at your house or you would text him saying that you were coming to his if he was running late. Rich thanked your mother before turning away from the door and starting the walk to school by himself for the first time. When Rich arrived at school you barely noticed him for the entire day, at lunch he went to sit with you but when he saw you sat with Jake, Chloe, Jenna and Brooke he quickly turned around and tried to find somewhere else to sit. That’s when Jeremy and Michael noticed the short boy trying to manoeuvre his way through the crowd of tall teens with his tray and they took pity on him and invited him to sit at their table with them. The two had often noticed you and Rich hanging out together at lunch and wondered why you weren’t sat together now.

“I don’t know, she didn’t wait to walk to school with me this morning and now she’s sat with the popular kids, I don’t know what happened to her.” Was Rich’s only response to the question asked.

Now you are all in your junior year and Rich had watched as you and Jake grew as close as you and him once were and it broke his heart every time he saw you two messing about in the hallway together, Rich had always had feelings for you since you had been friends for so long and even though you suddenly stopped talking to him for no reason, his feelings never vanished. Rich now hung out with Jeremy and Michael, being grateful that they showed pity on the day you first ditched him and invited him to sit with them. The three got along well but Rich couldn’t help but miss you whenever he saw you in the hallways, but you acted like he never existed. One day, your SQUIP told you to approach Jeremy Heere and tell him about him getting a SQUIP of his own. You corner him after play rehearsal, which both you and Jake signed up for, and tell him about how amazing having a SQUIP is.

“So that’s why you ditched Rich? For a SQUIP?” Jeremy asks, you feel your heart pang at the mention of you old best friend, you would be lying if you said you didn’t have feelings for him but your SQUIP convinced you that you didn’t need him.

“I didn’t intend to ditch him, I only did it because my SQUIP said I had to, it said it was the sacrifice I had to make for popularity.” You say and although Jeremy is skeptical and angry because of what you did to Rich he’s still curious as to what a SQUIP could do.

“One more thing, getting a SQUIP is a one-way ticket to getting the girl of your dreams, I’ve seen the way you look at Christine.” You say, quickly making Jeremy flustered but also more interested in getting a SQUIP. You tell Jeremy how much a SQUIP is and he runs off excitedly. As soon as Jeremy’s gone you feel a shock travel down your spine.

“Stop thinking about Rich, you are more, and you are better, you don’t need him, he’s a link to y/n 1.0, must I turn on optic nerve blocking again?” Your SQUIP growls, making you nervous.

“Rich was my best friend, I just like seeing him, it’s reassuring.” You reply, avoiding looking at your SQUIP which has taken a physical form in front of you.

“It’s reassuring? You have friends, Jake, Chloe, Jenna, Brooke, they’re all your friends, not Rich.” The SQUIP says before demanding you go home. Over the weeks your SQUIP started to crack down on you, any time you thought about Rich, you got a shock, anytime you looked at Rich, you got a shock. It even started to turn on optic nerve blocking when you thought about Rich too much. Soon, the time came for Jakes Halloween party since his parents weren’t home. You had helped Jake organise the whole event and when the party started you were enjoying yourself, dancing with Brooke, Jake and Jenna while Jeremy had disappeared with Chloe somewhere, making Jake increasingly on edge and irritable. Jake soon went upstairs, followed by Brooke, leaving just you and Jenna. Upstairs, Jeremy had just escaped a furious Jake, who had caught Chloe kissing him on his parents’ bed. He locked himself in the bathroom and was shocked to find both Rich and Michael hiding in the bathroom. The two told him about how they found out about someone going insane trying to get their SQUIP out, Jeremy paid no mind to their warnings and tried to leave, being blocked by them both, since Jeremy was slightly intoxicated, his SQUIP was not working leaving him to make the most difficult decision of his life.

“Get out of my way, losers.” He growls at them before barging past and leaving the room. Meanwhile, you were downstairs trying to hunt down some Mountain Dew Red, your SQUIP had been tormenting you for too long and you wanted it to end, you yelled at people, shouting that you just wanted some Mountain Dew Red and all you got was drunken laughs and stares, since you were also slightly drunk your SQUIP had no control over your actions, leading you to a separate room away from the party and you find a lighter.

“I’m sorry Rich, this is for the best.” You whisper, before lighting a fire.

The next day, Rich and Michael go to school and they hear a large commotion coming from the area where both yours and Rich’s lockers are, leading them quickly over to that area where they see Chloe and Brooke sticking a large ‘Get Well Soon y/n’ banner on your locker.

“Wait, what happened?” Rich asked nervously, his heart beating ten times faster than it usually does out of fear for his best friend.

“Oh, you didn’t hear? y/n set fire to Jake’s house and she’s now in hospital.” Jenna says dismissively, as if she doesn’t even care about what she just said. Rich looks at Michael with tear filled eyes, his best friend was in hospital and there was nothing he could do about it. Rich spent the whole day staring at the clock, willing it to go faster. The second the bell rang to signal the end of the day Rich darted out of the school building as quickly as he could, and Michael gave him a lift to the hospital where he asked to see you. The nurse told him which room you were in and we located it as quickly as possible. When he entered your room, his heart shattered into a million pieces, he saw you laid on the hospital bed in a full body cast, he sat down on a chair next to you and felt some tears fall down his face. He felt so helpless, if he had been a better friend to you, you wouldn’t have gotten a SQUIP and you wouldn’t have burned down Jake’s house and you wouldn’t be in a hospital bed right now. Rich took your hand lightly and apologised over and over while he cried. Before long, your eyes fluttered open and Rich sat up straight, almost in shock.

“Rich?” You croak out, unable to believe that he’s by your side right now, after all you’ve done to him.

“It’s me, I’m here.” He says reassuringly, causing you to burst into tears, the guilt of what you did finally catching up to you, now that you no longer had your SQUIP you were suddenly aware of your shitty actions. Rich gently takes your hand again and rubs his thumb over your knuckles while shushing you gently.

“I’m so sorry.” You sob, unable to look him in the eyes after all you did to him.

“Hey, I don’t care what you did, I knew that wasn’t really you, it was your SQUIP.” Rich whispers reassuringly, soothing you. After you calmed down, you got the guts to ask Rich why he was here seeing you.

“You’re my best friend y/n/n, what you did doesn’t matter to me, I’ll always be there for you.” Rich says, smiling shyly at you, a faint pink blush washing across his cheeks.

“Ok, Rich this may sound really weird and stop me when you want but I need to say this, I like you, like more than a friend, since freshman year and I thought the SQUIP was going to help me gain your attention but it made me choose other guys, I’m sorry, I’ve just fucked up our entire friendship more than I already have-” You’re suddenly cut off by Rich pressing his lips to yours, you melt into the kiss and you longed to wrap your arms around him but you couldn’t since you were in a full body cast. When you pull away for air your smile at each other widely.

“So, would you like to be my girlfriend… thing?” Rich asks, scratching the back of his head awkwardly, you smile and nod.

“I would love to be your girlfriend thing.” Rich smiles widely and pecks your lips once more before starting to tell you about his two friends Jeremy and Michael who looked after him when you first got the SQUIP, you watch intently as he explains everything they did together and you wonder to yourself how you got so lucky with this boy and while things had been shitty for the last couple of years, having Rich back by your side again is going to help everything get better, one step at a time.

By the time you were finally better and ready to go back to school, Jeremy’s SQUIP had tried to take over the school but Michael managed to save everyone because of his love of old discontinued drinks. When you went back to school for the first time, you were petrified to say the least. You were covered in scars from the burns from the fire. Rich met you at your house and saw you tugging on a hoodie to cover the scars on your arms and he smiles kindly at you.

“If anyone says anything, just let me know, I’ll beat them up for you.” Rich says, winking at the end of his sentence causing you to laugh slightly at the thought of your boyfriend who is 5”5’ trying to beat up someone taller than him. You two head off to school and when you arrive you are greeted by Jeremy and Michael who welcome you back with large hugs despite you not knowing each other that well. When you entered the school, you felt the stares and the whispers as you walked down the hallway.

“Didn’t she set fire to Jake’s house? Who let her back in? She might burn down the school.” You felt Rich tighten his grip around your waist as he heard the girls snickering to each other silently. Rich glared at the girls and they just scoffed and continued chatting to each other. Once you both got your stuff from your lockers you head to your homeroom and the first thing you see when you enter is: Jenna, Chloe, Brooke, Christine and Jake holding a large banner that says ‘WELCOME BACK Y/N!’ your eyes widen and you cover your mouth in shock, tears welling up in your eyes at the sight of your friends welcoming you back so warmly even after what you did. When they put the banner down to greet you with hugs you notice Jake is on crutches with two broken legs, once you’ve hugged everyone you head over to Jake to make things easier for him.

“I caused that didn’t I?” You whisper, looking from his legs up to his face where his eyes have softened, and he pulls you into a hug.

“It’s not your fault, it was your SQUIP wasn’t it? Don’t you dare blame yourself for this, I couldn’t just leave you to die in that fire, I just couldn’t.” Jake says, tightening the hug slightly. You were shocked when Jake revealed that he rescued you from his burning house. You set his house on fire and he still risked his life to save you, you’ve potentially fucked up his entire athletic career because you setting the fire caused him to break both of his legs. You feel your eyes welling up with tears as you hug Jake back tightly.

“I’m so sorry Jake.” You say, squeezing your eyes shut and allowing some tears to seep out before you two release each other from the hug.

“It’s ok, I’m just glad you’re ok, when I first got you out of there, I couldn’t do anything because of my legs, I freaked out so bad y/n, but the main thing is we’re both alive and kicking.” Jake says, a smile working its way back onto his face. You step back away from Jake and Rich is right back your side again and wraps his arm back around your waist, causing everyone to notice it and bombard you with questions. You two answer as many as you can before lessons start, with the promise to your friends of explaining everything at lunch. When lunch rolled around, both you and Rich located your friends and sat with them, you let Rich explain the story as you watch as his eyes light up whenever he mentions you making your heart flutter, you thank god for a lot of things, your friends being one of them, and your amazing boyfriend Rich Goranski being the other.

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