"Thank you berry." [Whitty x BF; Bombeep fanfiction] OLD

VIII

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP."

Whitty groaned as his bright, orange eyes opened. He turned over to his phone that was beeping. Whitty almost forgot he set an alarm so he could wake up early. It was 1:00 P.M. He always slept in late.

Although, since Whitty is once again a slow motherfucker and short-tempered, he slammed down on the 'shut the fuck up' button and lied back down.

Although, he just got up again in a matter of a couple seconds later. He knew he couldn't slack off like this, since he had to meet with Keith today at 2:00.

Whitty got up and head back to his apartments to get ready.

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The only sound that could be heard were the chatter and noises of the individuals around them. Including the clatter of skateboards clicking against the floors.

I mean it was a skatepark afterall. A park was next to it with where younger individuals were roaming.

"I wonder what color your hair is." Said Whitty as he turned to face Keith.

"I don't know. I wish I could see it. I've been told it's a bright blue or cyan but I don't have any image of what that looks like."

Whitty simply nodded his head in agreement as him and Keith lied down upon the grass, staring up at the sky.

"Like the sky.. I think, y'know? I just wish I could see color soon, or atleast some day. What if I never find my soulmate." Keith sighed as he bit his lip.

"Don't think like that Keith. I'm sure you'll find them someday, and I bet that they'll be wonderful." Whitty's heart painfully ached as he said this. "And when you do, tell me about what the world really looks like. I know for sure that I'll never see color.."

He turned to Keith, noticing a sad look upon his face that turned into a smile.

"Yeah.. thanks Whitty."

They lied their for a moment before one of them spoke up.

"So I was thinking about what happened the other day and.. well what was that?" Keith asked turning on his side facing Whitty.

"What was what?" Whitty responded, copying Keith's actions.

"I don't know, when your eyes went into all kinds of funky shapes and the alleyway split into two different timelines. How'd you do that?"

"Oh, well didn't I explain that each subject in the lab had some sort of special ability? I can do a couple things,  such as controlling the heat of any part of my body, reality warp which can warp the reality to whatever is on my mind, I digest twice the food normal humans process, I can project music from my own body, and finally I can explode my head or what is also known as a bomb and grow it back. Although, I can only do very little of these strange powers by command. Most of them are out of anger, and when I'm really angry, my eyes switch between different shapes."

"YOU CAN WHAT?!-"

"Shush shortie, what I'm sharing with you is top secret, k?" Whitty replied playfully yet seriously.

Keith nodded his head and continued. "So does that mean when you were going through your breakdown, you switched the time line between the cracked alleyway back to 12 years ago?! Not only that, but you were close to exploding??"

Whitty simply shrugged and turned away. Keith decided to change the subject, thinking that Whitty might be uncomfortable.

"..You're not the only one who has a shitty past." Keith admitted as Whitty perked his head towards Keith again in interest. "W-well, I mean, yours is obviously much worse than mine. Yet mine wasn't all perfect either like everyone thinks."

Whitty gave Keith the look that he was paying attention and to keep going.

"Well, my parents never really cared about me. All they cared about was having successful children to improve their reputation. That's why they had me, my younger sister Miku, and adopted my brother Ritz. Yes, they took care of us but only to make sure we didn't make them look bad. We had to mentally take care of ourselves. Once I got a career and graduated school, they gave me my shit, a bunch of cash, and kicked me out. My sister kind of just left on her own to start her career in Japan and I genuinely don't know what happened to Ritz. I didn't exactly know him for long. My parents and I never talked, so I don't know if they are accepting to me being bisexual or not either. It kind of worries me."

Keith gave Whitty the signal that he was finished, and the bomb-headed male gave a frown. He moved his hand closer and soon on top of Keith's hand. Y'know, to comfort him. Not in a gay romantic way or anything..

"Hey, my past may be worse, but that doesn't mean yours doesn't matter. That sucks, and your parents should have treated you better. With more love and encouragement. You deserve all the affection in the world Keith. Everyone makes mistakes, but you shouldn't worry about them too much. I'll be here by your side if you ever need anything, okay?" Whitty comforted, giving Keith one of his rare warm smiles.

Keith smiled back, blushing, then looking down at their hands. A gay panic slowly erupting from him, Keith once again changed the subject.

"Hey, we came to the skate park for a reason! How about I teach you how to ride my skateboard?" Keith suggested while sitting up.

Whitty sat up as well and gave Keith a nervous look, giving Keith the hint that Whitty has never skateboarded.

"Don't worry, it'll be fun!" Keith encouraged.

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Whitty huffed as he slouched down on the bench, Keith beside him.

"Come on Whitty, it wasn't bad for your first time!"

"Wasn't bad? How is falling off the board while your still on top of it and breaking it not bad? I told you I shouldn't use your board. It's to small and fragile for my weight." Whitty replied while frowning.

"I said I forgave you!" Keith pouted.

"Yeah well now you don't have a ride to get back home with."

"I can walk home and just get a new one later. Besides, what matters is that you tried!"

Whitty huffed while looking down, ignoring Keith.

The bluenette simply just sighed and scooted closer to Whitty. A playful smile formed onto his face.

"I know you aren't really really angry Whitty." Keith slightly dragged the Y in Whitty playfully.

Whitty looked in Keith's direction. "How come?"

"Well, you said it yourself. When you're really upset about something, the pupils on your eyes switch between different shapes, right?" Keith answered as he put a hand on the side of Whitty's bomb head, staring into the males eyes. "Doesn't look like that's happening from what I see."

Whitty blushed and stared back. A flustered look was given.

"..s-so you really did listen to what I said and rambled on about..?'

"Of course! I take every word you let out into consideration Whitty. I'm not like other people you've encountered. You can trust me Whitty." Keith admitted, letting go of Whitty and leaning on his shoulder as Whitty sat up a little. Whitty sighed a breath of relief.

"Thank you Keith."

[1267 words]

Sorry for so many time-skips and for the boring chapter. I kind of just wanted to make a bonding chapter for them. Not only that, but sorry for taking so long. mwuah