I hate the way I look || ashtray

Teddy bear.

Liz was angry at ashtray, she was more annoyed actually, so she sat on the couch, arms crossed and eyes on the tv. Ashtray frowned and looked at her, rolling his eyes, fezco just laughed at the silent bickering between the two.

"Seriously liz, you can't be pissed off that I wouldn't let you see baby pictures of me."

"Yes I can! It would have been cute! You probably slept with a teddy bear back then, maybe even now."

"Fuck off liz." He scoffed and leaned back, grabbing a pillow and holding it to his chest.

"Guys, I have something to tell you." Fezco cleansed his throat, sat up and grinned. Ashtray knew and glared at fezco, kicking him in the chest.

"Fezco, shut up, now." Fezco wheezed and laughed, pushing his leg away before moving to speak, finding Liz intrigued in this.

"Ashtray does sleep with a bear."

"No I fucking don't! You're lying!" Ashtray threw the pillow at fez face, looking over at Liz to see her smiling and grinning.

"That's super adorable ash." Ashtray groaned and stood up, walking into his room and slamming the door shut, he laid in his bed, embarrassed and hiding under the covers. Liz huffed and walked into the room, shaking him.

"Ash, ash, Cmon, it's not even bad."

"Fuck off liz, I hate being embarrassed." He growled, frowning and hiding his face into his pillow. Liz sighed and pulled the covers off him, sitting next to him.

"I think it's cute personally."

"I don't wanna be cute, that's fucking disgusting."

"I don't judge ash, can I see the bear?"

"No, absolutely not." Ashtray shook his head and looked up a bit, looking at Liz, his eyebrows furrowed as he squinted, gettin used to the bright light again. Ashtray huffed as Liz cupped his cheeks and squished them.

"Please ashy?" She batted her eyes and pouted before he groaned and sighed. He stood up and pushed her off, glaring at her. He reached under his bed and grabbed a teddy bear, it was old and all ripped but it meant something to him. He held before putting it down on the bed. Liz made awe sounds and looked at ash with soft eyes.

"That's super adorable ash."

"Shut the fuck up dumbass." He rolled his eyes and sat down on the bed again, staring at Liz on the eyes with a sneer on his face.

"Who gave it to you?" Liz asked as she cocked her head to the side, pushing her bottom lip out a bit.

"I..dunno." Ashtray shrugged, he had this teddy since he born, he held it all the time when he was young, so he assumed his real, druggy mother gave it to him to keep him quiet. Liz frowned and looked at him.

"Well..what's its name?" She tried changing the subject away from his real family.

"It doesn't have a name, fez calls it mini ash, but I don't name my shit." He sighed and laid back, resting his head on his pillow. Liz hummed and stood up, looking down at him.

He raised a brow and stared up at her.

"What you need ma?" Liz froze slightly at the nickname given, getting butterflies in her stomach, she blushed a bit and shook her head, trying to stop herself from becoming a complete mess in front of ash.

Ashtray smirked at her, sitting up and pulling her to sit, arms wrapped around her waist.

"What is it? You getting all embarrassed over little nicknames?" He teased playfully and laughed when she pouted and hit his chest gently. He hummed and rubbed her back, moving to stand up. He ruffled her hair around and walked over to his drawer, grabbing his weed. He sat down and rolled it into to a splif, putting it to his lips and lighting the end while staring at the end of it.

Liz looked at him, tilting her head and laying back. Ashtray walked back over and slowly blew out the smoke he had inhaled, he relaxed immediately as the drug got into his body and pulled some strings in his mind. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

"Fuckkkk mannn..." he muttered softly and after a few minutes opened his eyes, seeing his girlfriend cuddled up on his bed, with the stuffed animal, asleep, this made him smile and coo softly. He slowly walked over and kissed her forehead, maybe ashtray had gone soft.

I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO WRITE AND YOU GUYS WERE SCREAMING AT ME TO GET THIS OUT, SORRY ITS SHORT, IM SORRY ITS LATE, IM LIKE SO kDISCOURAGED BC OF HATE COMMENTS AND JAZZ, ANYWAYS HAPPY READING EVERYONE!

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