losers club and bowers gang oneshots/prefrences

caught // stanley

tw: sorta smut, abuse (not between u and stan), mentions of abuse.

it was around mid day and you had came to visit your boyfriend, stan, since his parents were out and werent supposed to be back home until 5pm.

you and stanley were cuddled up on the bed together his head laid on your chest as you stroked his hair.

he sat up to face you and kissed you. whispering to you about how beautiful you are.

you smiled as you deepened the kiss and played with his hair. he softly moaned as you kissed him passionately.

he broke the kiss to take off his shirt as you watched him.

he went back to kissing you as his hand made its way up your shirt.

as his hand grabs at your boobs you moan softly. his lips going down to your neck

he kissed your jaw leaving a few marks there

as you pulled away to take of your shirt his door flung open.

it was his dad.

his dad quickly exited the room and closed the door.

stan looked at you for a few seconds with wide eyes.

'stanley. come here now.' his dad spoke sternly.

stan sighed and got off you. 'im sorry, stay here, i-ill be back..' stan mumbled as he quickly threw on a shirt and went out of his room.

you couldnt hear exactly what they were saying but you heard muffled speaking through the door.

his father was talking to him about how he shouldnt be doing this and its against the rules

'what if i dont want to follow the rules!' stan said with a raised voice.

you hear a slap. pressumably stans dad slapping him across the face.

you gasped and almost went out there. but you know it would make it worse.

'DONT RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME STANLEY' his father yelled angrily as you didnt hear a response.

'DO YOU UNDERSTAND?' his father yelled, slapping him again.

'y-yes' stan replied with a shaky voice.

'get in that room and tell that girl to leave!'

stan came back into the room and closed the door. you quickly rushed over to him and hugged him.

tears rolling down stans face as he cried into your chest.

'its okay' you whispered to him.

he pulled away and kissed you again.

'i dont care what he says i will always love you' stanley says quietly with a shaky voice from crying.

'i love you too stanley.' you hug him rubbing his back softly.

'come on' you say softly grabbing a bag and putting clothes in it.

'what??' stan whispers as you quickly grab his stuff

'youre coming to stay with me alright?' you reply quietly

he nods as he helps u pack his shit..

'how are we gonna get out' he whispers again

you point over to the window as you close the bag.

he nods, kissing you again.

you open the window and throw the bag on the grass as you sit on the windowsill.

you jump down as stan quickly does aswell his dad coming into the room to see if youre going

'STANLEY!' his father yells as stan and you are biking down the street, the bags on the back of your bike.

you arrive at your house and open the door putting the bags in your room and sitting on your bed, also making sure to hide the bikes incase his dad saw.

'shits gonna be alright baby' you say to him kissing him again

you looked at his cheek, a big red mark on it.

'baby..' you say with sadness in your voice.

'how long this has been going on for stanley?!'

he stuttered as he tried not to cry again

'ever s-since id hangout with the losers so maybe uh th-three years, especially you since he knew i liked you..'

i hugged him and sighed as he cried again

'youre okay, youre safe here now, im not going to hurt you' you whisper to him kissing the top of his head

'im worried he is going to hurt you..' stanley replied.

'he wont, its alright.' you say to him as you cuddled him on the bed.