You Drive Me Crazy "Moth Man" (Shyan)

If Jeff Swiney Had a Hammer (Chapter 5)

(TW// alcohol, blood, S/H, implied ED, GAY PEOPLE)

Shane woke up on his bathroom floor in agonizing pain. He made a sharp yelping noise as he attempted to move. Despite all that, Shane managed to get off the floor and get into the shower. As hot water penetrated his sore skin, he made a loud hissing noise filled with pain. Shane felt his blood and water mix together as he washed his hair.

He scrubbed his hair with a cedar-scented shampoo and vanilla conditioner that his ex-girlfriend used to like. He pumped a dollop of rose-scented body wash onto a loofah and began to scrub himself, making sure to get deep into his wounds. The gashes on his arms and legs burned, making Shane almost vomit. Shane turned the water off, exited the shower, and wrapped a gray towel around his waist. He walked over to the mirror above the sink and stared at himself with disappointment.

He looked and felt like a fucking mess. His eyes had massive dark circles under them, Shane's facial hair looked a little patchy in some places, and yellow plaque covered his teeth. His injuries had stopped bleeding now, but they were still very sore. Shane carefully put on a gray crewneck that had blurbs about and pictures of Bigfoot. Shane squeezed some toothpaste onto a toothbrush and plucked it into his mouth.

When he finished brushing his teeth and messaging his friends back, he went into his kitchen to get some coffee and breakfast. As he waited for his bean juice to brew, he bit into a donut he bought last week. Although the baked good was a little stale, it still provided a tiny bit of sustenance. The coffee machine beeped to indicate that it had finished brewing. Shane grabbed the pot gently and poured himself a mug of coffee.

He looked at his phone and realized he was gonna be late if he didn't leave right now. Panicking, Shane grabbed his car keys, an extra jacket, and he sprinted out the door. Forgetting to put his seat belt on, he began to drive through the complex streets of L.A. Shane mentally, verbally, and physically cursed out other drivers on the roads. Eventually, after struggling through the traffic of L.A., he made it to the BuzzFeed offices and entered the doors.

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Ryan coughed himself awake, and he jolted upwards. The feeling of bile scratched at his throat like a wild cat. He could barely remember what happened last night. As his eyes scanned his room, he noticed empty beer bottles and assumed he must've drunk too much last night. Ryan sat up with a slump to his posture. His eyes were droopy, and his mouth and esophagus were on fire.

Miserably, Ryan got onto his feet and began to brush his teeth. Not wanting to shower, Ryan drowned himself in cheap cologne that smelt like pennies. Ryan spat out the toothpaste and rinsed out his toothbrush in one swift movement. Ryan pushed himself away from the sink and went to search for some clean clothes in his messy apartment. Eventually, Ryan found some clothes that didn't smell too much like sweat.

Hastily, he threw the clothes on and checked the time. 7:30? Shit, I'm gonna be late! Ryan thought to himself as he searched for his keys and his wallet. Once he found the stuff he needed, he equipped an overcoat and treaded outside toward his old, beat-up, teal-colored Sudan. After sitting in his car and messing with his hair a bit, he began to drive to the BuzzFeed offices.

When Ryan walked into the office, he saw Shane look at him for a quick second before turning back to his work. Ryan felt confused by his co-worker's action, but he shrugged it off for now and walked over to his desk. Shane fidgeted nervously with his crewneck's sleeve as Ryan sat down next to him. Shane attempted to work on editing a video for the Try Guys, but his attention kept on drifting to Ryan. Ryan was wearing a slightly see-through white T-shirt, gray slacks, and a black overcoat.

Shane couldn't focus at all, no matter how hard he tried. He stood up from his desk promptly and stormed off to the break room. Ryan was pulled out of his project and looked at Shane, confused. Ryan stood up slowly and followed Shane until he was outside of the break room. He peered his head in slightly to eavesdrop on him.