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Jack: Hey I'm already at the party. You should come by and have fun for once Bad
I know you potato, I'm getting dressed. :Bad
Jack: Alright, I'm gonna shut off my phone. Find me when you get here
Jack: Cya Bad ;)
Awh- Love you Jack :D :Bad
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Bad was quick to finish getting ready, making himself look good for the party. He put on a simple outfit, made himself look presentable, all the small bits that were needed to prepare.
Bad looked in the mirror, giving a smile before grabbing his things and walking out of his shared house.
————Timeskip to where Bad is now at the party————
Bad arrived shortly after, opening the door to the house. He ducked down so he wouldn't hit his head off the doorframe.
Once Bad made it in he looked around for Jack, after not seeing him amongst the people he started asking around.
Bad walked around the house, asking what felt like dozens of people who ranged from sober to black-out-drunk. None of them apparently knew where Jack was.
That was until he asked a rather short girl, she appeared to have drank quite a bit. But she told Bad that she had seen Jack head over to the bedrooms. Bad's eyes lit up as he thanked the girl for her help.
And that was all Bad needed, before he was off looking around the house for some kind of bedroom. Much to his demise Bad only found bathroom's and storage closet's. That was until he opened a door that had a staircase just behind it.
Bad gave an audible "Ohh..-" before he climbed the stares.
Once he had done so he looked around to see a lot less people. And a lot less doors.
Bad made his way down the hall opening each door in hope of finding his beloved Jack, apologizing when he walked in on people.
And then, the last door. Behind this door would be Jack, his dear Jack.
Bad was very excited, opening the door with next to no warning.
That was his mistake.
As soon as the door was open Bad was met with the sight of Jack on top of a girl. It was obvious that they were making out.
Jack hadn't heard Bad open the door, so he continued on.
That is until the girl spoke up and pointed to the door. The door where Bad was standing,
Bad had started tearing up the second he spotted the scene.
Jack only gave a confused noise, turning to see what the girl was pointing at.
Oh.
Oh shit.
"H-Hey- Bad? Are you okay? You- you weren't meant to see this."
"I promise I didn't mean it Bad. It's not what it looks like- I swear-"
Jack kept rambling on about how he was sorry, but Bad couldn't handle it. The moment Jack started speaking, the moment his nightmare became a reality, Bad's eyes pricked up to the point where he was quietly sobbing.
Bad was relatively silent only speaking up to say "I don't think- we should stay together. We're over Jack." As he'd slam the door and walk off.
This was all too much, why did it have to be tonight, why was he with that other girl, why, why, why.
Bad was not known to drink, as it wasn't something he did in public very often. But after seeing that. That. Bad made his way back downstairs grabbing the first drink he could find.
Bad moved his way to the backyard, drinking quite a bit more than he could probably handle.
Bad had taken a seat at an outdoor table, staring up at the nights sky, letting his tears make the most of him.
—————Perspective swap to Skeppy——————
Skeppy was having a killer time at Justin's party, he knew Justin personally so he basically had free rein over the house, he knew where everything he could possibly need was.
He moved around taking sips from his cup, being careful to not get stepped on.
That was until he was practically flattened by a group of very, very intoxicated people. Skeppy cursed at them, but his mood picked up when he overheard that there was going to be dancing outside.
He was quick to the doors, and to getting outside while making sure he wouldn't spill his drink.
Well that was until he did spill it, he had ran straight into a solid something. Skeppy gave an annoyed grumble before a rather sharp throwing knife nicked his face, and burrowed in the grass of Justin's backyard. Skeppy jumped holding his hand over his face where the blade had made contact, backing up, to see what on earth he ran into.
What he had ran into wasn't a something but a very, very tall someone. A someone who could throw a knife, very, very well. But this someone didn't look very angry, in fact it was quite obvious that this someone had been crying about something.
The someone looked down, sniffling as he quietly waved at the rather short Skeppy.
Skeppy couldn't help but feel some form of sympathy for the guy. So in hopes of cheering the person up he made a simple request; "Hey you-"
The someone gave a small giggle his face red from drinking, filling in the blank with a slurred "Bad."
"Right, so Bad could you like- turn and face me, but with your arms crossed and stay sitting." Skeppy said continuing.
Bad tilted his head a little bit confused, but he did as he was asked.
Skeppy snickered, clambering up Bad. First he made his way onto Bad's lap, surprisingly this was only met with drunk giggles from Bad.
But much to Skeppy's dismay, it was made apparent very quickly that he was not going to be tall enough, so he initiated his backup plan.
Skeppy stepped onto Bad's crossed arms, flashing a wide smile to Bad he gave him a kiss on the nose.
This was met with even more giggles as Bad wiped the rest of the tears from his eyes. "Thank you..-"
Skeppy took this as his own chance to fill in the blank, "Skeppy."
"Thank you Skeppy." Bad responded.
—————Yet another timeskip——————
"And that's how I met you Skeppy, at some persons party, you were there even if you didn't mean to be."
Bad leaned over the casket, tears as sad as the ones from so many nights ago as he placed a bouquet of blue hydrangeas onto the one he loved dearest.
"Thank you Skeppy."
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FanfictionI was given a prompt, by a friend. So I wrote a story from the prompt. They also wrote a story from a prompt I gave to them. But as they're a little pissbaby I'm not going to tag them.