Bad was lying in his bed, his eyes tracing the perimeter of the ceiling.
Soft music played in the background, creating just enough of a subconscious distraction to keep himself from drifting through the deep sea that was his thoughts.
He didn't want to drown.
He wanted to drown the others out.
He thought back to when his mom had told him about his words.
How he had cried.
Darryl turned on his side.
His eyes caught on an alarm clock,that read 1:27 AM.
He sighed, turning back over.
He let his mind wander to different topics as his old train of thought was lost in the past.
Then his mind came to Skeppy.
Skeppy.
He was gorgeous. Darryl had accepted he was bisexual a while back, but he had never really felt the love that comes with finding a lover.
But Skeppy...
He had seen livestreams, videos, clips, pictures, anything he could get.
He would binge Skeppy's videos.
His eyes would trace Skeppys's clothes, usually soft hoodies. He would look at Skeppy's eyes, he could get lost in them for hours, looking through all the details and beauty of his eyes. He had once heard someone say that the eyes were a window to the soul, and If that was true, Darryl has seen Skeppy's soul from the inside out. Skeppy's eyes were like a painting to Darryl. He examined them for hours on end. His eyes would look at his body shape, skin tone... everything. He knew how to draw him by memory.
[hes so delulu. hs js like me.]
At the thought of the boy, Darryl felt butterflies bloom in his stomach.
A picture of Skeppy formed in his mind.
That's when he realized-
He was swooning.As his Spotify playlist shuffled, he spent hours looking at the image of Skeppy that his mind had made.
The butterflies in his stomach dipped and curved, flying through his stomach and whispering things to him with their wings.
Darryl's face gradually turned pinker and pinker.
[And then he got a boner 😋😏
JHSHSHAHA JKJKJK]Darryl draped his arm over his face, hoping he could forcefully lull himself into sleep.
He needed to stop thinking about Skeppy-
It was weird, and unrealistic.
Skeppy is his friend.
Right?
Darryl sighed, and mentally cursed himself.
As he drifted to sleep, he tried to ignore the fact that he was crushing on his friend.
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That's a wrap!Me speedrunning this chapter like
⌨️🏃💨I hope you liked this chapter!
Also, food for thought-
Would you guys want a Spotify playlist for this?
(SPOTIFY PLAYLIST HAS BEEN MADE BUT DELETED, i will remake it soon dw!!)
Or a detailed au with like all the details written out?
Maybe multiple stories (dnf, karlnapity, etc)?
Maybe even other fandoms 👀👀
Let me know 👀
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My last words... for you. (Skephalo angst) (Limited words AU)
Fanfictioni got this idea from one of those cringy pov tiktoks but this is being reworked and is back due to very very popular demand.