•If my world was ending you'd come over right?•

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(The pic is what they look like, the gif just kinda matches the story, Billie is 17, Tre is still 16)

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(The pic is what they look like, the gif just kinda matches the story, Billie is 17, Tre is still 16)

Billie felt completely numb, he gently closed his door, putting his back to it. He stayed there for a moment, not sure what to do. He walked over to his bed and sat down, putting his head in his hands as tears started to fall down his face. He didn't make any noise, he didn't even realize that he was crying. Billie picked up the phone resting on his nightstand. He pressed all those strung together numbers that he remembered a little too well. As he heard the ringing, the pain hit him like a fucking truck load of bricks. He let out a sob right before he heard that familiar energetic voice that was always sweeter than honey. "What's up, fucker" Tre laughed into the phone sitting back on one of the kitchen bar stools. Billie didn't know what to say, but his cries said enough. "Billie what's goin on man, what's wrong". He knew exactly what to say in that moment. "If" he sniffled. "If my world was ending, you'd come over, right?" Billie started to cry again. "I'll be there in 10 minutes" Tre said in all seriousness. "Ok" and with that the call ended.

Billie had curled up in his bed, it had started to rain, hard. He felt bad about asking Tre to come over now, thinking he was probably soaked from walking to his house. Just then he heard a knock on his door and was quickly met with his favorite sight. The green haired punk boy he had fallen madly in love with, but decided not to tell him that last part. He smiled weakly at Tre, before the tears started again. "Oh Billie, your mom told me what happened" he said coming to sit down on the bed next to billie's curled up, skinny frame. " He's really dead, my dad's gone, What the fuck am I supposed to do Tre" Billie cried, burying his head into his pillow. Tre sighed, he slipped off his shoes, turned and sat all the way up on the bed. He scooped the older boy up and sat him sorta in between his legs, Billie still sitting sideways let Tre do it. He put Billie's head on his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around him. Billie soon clung to Tre, like he would float away if he let him go. He sobbed into his best friends chest. Tre just rested the side of his face on the top of billies head, rubbing circles on his back.

The older of the two basically cried himself to sleep in Tre's arms. He would let out an occasional soft sniffle, his tears having run dry. Tre shifted in his spot, "don't leave, please" Billie whimpered, holding onto tre. "I won't, but do you wanna lay down, my back is fuckin killing me right now" Tre sighed. He nodded his head and Tre shifted, laying them down without letting go of him. Billie rested his head where Tre's shoulder touched the bed, relaxing into the younger boy. Tre just let billie cling to him, he softly started to rub his head. He let out a soft noise of approval at the head rubbing, starting to drift off to sleep. Billie wasn't fully asleep when he heard a knock on his bedroom door, his eyes were closed and he was facing tre so he didn't see who came in but knew it was his mom when he heard her voice. "Hey Tre, how's he doing" she whispered, trying to ignoring that her son was wrapped up in another boys arms. "He calmed down now, he just fell asleep" Tre responded quietly, not wanting to wake Billie. "That's good" she sighed rubbing her temple. "Just um... I guess Let me know if you, or he needs anything". "Sure thing Ms. A" he replied, she got up and left, closing the door behind her.

Tre held him a little closer, resting his head above Billie's, but burying his face in billie's soft electric blue hair. He sighed breathing in his best friends scent. "I love you Billie" he whispered, thinking Billie was fast asleep. He was shocked when Billie snuggled up to him and cooed in a soft but raspy voice "you promise?". Tre's heart started to race, "I um, I thought you were asleep" he stuttered, filling with anxiety. Billie moved to look at Tre, who was red with embarrassment at this point. He didn't say anything, just pulled the Green haired boy in and kissed him. Tre let out a little noise of shock, but started to kiss him back. They exchanged a few soft kisses, Billie pulled away and rested his forehead on Tre's. "Did you really mean it when you said you loved me?" Billie asked. The younger boy bit his lip, nodding "yeah" he blushed looking away. Billie turned his head so that he was looking at him again. "Good" he said pulling Tre back in to kiss him again, putting his hand on Tre's side. Tre rested his hands on each side of Billie's neck, kissing him back.

They stayed that way for a while, tangled up in each other, listening to the soothing rain, and exchanging kisses. Some soft, some a bit more rough, some earning whimpers and soft moans from each other. They pulled away from each other, catching their breathes. Billie smiled, a soft genuine smile, "thank you" he said softly. "For what" Tre asked, wanting to keep making out, but waiting patiently for Billie to continue. "For everything honestly..... I-i Don't know what I'd do without you". Tre smiled pulling him into a hug. "That's what friends are for" he cooed. "Boyfriend's" Billie nonchalantly corrected with a smirk, "boyfriend's" Tre gushed pulling him back into a heated kiss.

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