" you never loved me. you only loved the idea of me. " y/n stated, but king didn't want to believe it.
hello friends! welcome back to another journey of ups and downs featuring a yandere in the middle of dream smp. what will happen when king learns...
◦♔ TW : drug usage. ++ mentions of drugs and self harm in music message.
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" PSSSST! HERE! " milo very lowly stated from the entrance of the boy's locker rooms, gaining his brother's attention. milo kept motioning for king to come with him, a signal king was all too familiar with. king nodded towards him since he was just passing by, jogging laps along with the other people in his class.
while pedaling his legs around the gymnasium, king looked around, noticing that the gym teachers weren't paying attention whatsoever. that gave him an opening chance. when king was about to pass by the entrance where milo was standing again, nearing the door, he made sure to create a small commotion, bumping and blending in with the crowds of people who were getting near each other while running, arguing amongst one another.
when the crowd got big enough to conceal the entrance from the distance, king speedily slipped himself into the boy's locker room, meeting up with milo. the two of them snuck by their teacher's office before taking a turn to the area where the gym lockers were. they stopped for mere seconds, catching their breaths from coursing adrenaline while their backs were pressed against the wall.
after that moment, they nodded to one another, creeping by all the way to the back corner of the locker room and opening the door that led to the emergency exit, shutting it quietly before taking their routine route to the empty staircase. trekking all the way up the stairs, the brothers were successful in getting to the rooftops, opening the door to feel the sunlight shining on them and the slight breeze in the weather.
they both let out a sigh of relief, resorting to walking to their favorite spot they liked to sit at when they ditched class. they got a good view of the city from there. when they found it, they immediately sat down against the hard wall, their butts hitting the roof of the school while their eyes faced the tall, crowded structures of the smp in the distance.
they were in comfortable silence for a bit until milo reached into his gym shorts, pulling out an already rolled joint and a lighter. he put joint between his lips and lit it, beginning to smoke to relax himself. king gazed at him, watching as the smoke casually left milo's mouth and evaporated into the air. king just sighed and continued admiring the cityscape in silence, not wanting to go back to gym class.
they both relaxed, being up in their heads while watching the activity within the city until they heard a big slap against wall on their left. "get busted!" the deep voice scared the crap out of king and milo, making them jolt. wilbur laughed at them, making his way over and plopping on the spot next to king.
king frowned at wilbur. "was that really necessary?" king asked. wilbur continued to chuckle. "yeah it was pretty funny. you two looked absolutely shit-faced." wilbur continued on, letting out his laughter. "cmon be honest, you would've done the same to any old lad of yours." wilbur leaned over so he could see both of their expressions as milo was sitting on the other side of king.
after milo let out a good drag of smoke, he replied while nodding, "yeah. you got a point british man." wilbur's eyes flickered between milo's eyes and the joint he was smoking. "hey could i hit some?" wilbur asked, reaching his hand out. milo nodded, handing him the joint and watching wilbur smoke it as well.
"what class did you guys ditch?" wilbur asked, striking conversation. "gym." king and milo replied in sync. "understandable." wilbur said, passing the joint back to milo after a long drag of it. "so i was thinking of this new thing for my business. mind if i rant a little?" wilbur asked, eyes flickering over the brothers for confirmation. "let's hear it." king replied.
the two of them listened to wilbur drone on about getting profit for the camarvan to fill the silence in the air. overall, king listened carefully, trying to find any loop holes if there was one. milo would sometimes butt in just to tell jokes and pass the joint to wilbur. it was a calming atmosphere, something much needed to replace the boring one that people wished to escape. only wilbur, king, milo, and some others dared to even sneak out without risking getting caught.
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Charlie Brown - beabadoobee.
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MESSAGE.
the song talks about going back on self harm. however, the interpretation for this chapter is a way of showing king's thoughts towards milo using drugs. he's a little uncomfy with it (and there is a reason why which will be revealed later on) but can't stop it since he knows it's milo's own choice. on the other hand, beabadoobee's soft vocals on this song and the rock type of instrumentals reflects the rebellious teenager type of vibes, skipping school on the rooftops.
PREVIEW LYRICS.
Back on old habits That no one knows about Too bad that Charlie Brown Has inked you up to slow you down Has inked you up to slow you down Throw it away Throw it away Throw it away.
