MCYT sibling oneshots

♦️"stepping on legos hurts like a bitch"- schlatt♦️

Characters: Schlatt

I may have just projected on y/n, anyway this is based off the fact that my ex wasn't allowed to contact or breathe in the same room as me and I may or may not have just been crying for months on end. 😃/hj its really just a vent chapter/something i wish could happend so here this is, feel free to skip this one/gen

Tw// self hate(? I think thats what its called?) swearing, parents

Fuck. Fuck. This can not be happening. This isnt happening. They've got to be joking right? There's no way this is true, ok haha funny where's the hidden cameras? I glanced back down at my phone re-reading the text, I responded to my friend with a "simple your kidding right?" I mean it would explain why they haven't responded since last week. But their parents would never? Who am i kidding they would. My phone buzzed i read the text "No, I'm not plus S/O said they are gonna work on themselves. That'll be good for them." I opened my keyboard and started typing a reply when my phone buzzed "you can't expect them to talk to you 24/7 you guys are in a relationship and you need to accept that they cant spend their entire life on you." I left them on read.

My entire world is shattering. My entire world. Just shattered. What did i do wrong? Why am i not allowed to talk to my best friend? My S/O? What did i do wrong? I felt my eyes fill up with tears. My best friend, partner no less has been told not to talk to me, by their shitty shitty parents. Why does this always happen to people i care about? Why am i so fucking stupid. Why am i such a bad influence? I can feel my tears falling, cold and salty (A/N good soup 👌)they started dripping down my chin and landing on to my phone. I tapped my screen and opened up discord and messaged my older brother he may be in the room next door but getting up felt physically impossible. I sat there with tears streaming down my cheeks waiting for a response. I open up [insert preferred music app] and tap shuffle on the playlist depression arc, be nice to me by the front bottoms starts blaring in my headphones. I let out a slight chuckle between my sobbing what a fitting song.

"Hey? Can I come in?" I glanced toward my door, pulling out my headphones, my older brother had finally noticed something was off, I look at him as if saying dumbass that's why I pinged you, he awkwardly starts walking towards me. He steps into my bedroom trying to get over the stacks of clutter almost falling over in the process, his face was furrowed in focus "PFAHAHA" I burst out laughing of all the dumb things that could have made me laugh, my brother almost falling had to be in the S tier, "ignore that kid." He then starts to walkover avoiding almost all the obstacles, "schlatt there's le-" "FuCK! stepping on legos hurts like a bitch" he finally started to climb onto my bed

Were both sitting in the quite of my room, a small beat echoing from my headphones i recognized the tune, unfair by the neighborhood "Wanna tell me whats wrong kiddo? I'm bad at this comforting people shit." He muttered, i opened up my phone, and passed it to him, "what am i looking at?" He asked "messages." I reply, it takes him a couple of minutes to read through everything, i can tell he's finding something to say, anything to say comfort me really, he looks up at me "kiddo, can i give you a hug?" He looks mad? he looks upset?he looks like he wants to kill someone? his expression is hard to read, i leaned in for a hug, melting into the overwhelming smell of his deodorant, it fills my nose, its a comforting smell, its a safe smell "can i do anything else kiddo?" I pull out my headphones out of my phones port, trees started blaring

"can we just listen to music?"

"Sure kiddo."

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