My Wife Is Insane

My Beautiful Boy

"Just because I'm very single does not mean that I'm taken" -Random stranger on the internet.

Lukas sat in his room, alone while his head laid on his knees. 

He felt that discomfort bubbling in his stomach, just wishing everything would stop. It's painful, hearing and only seeing those demons inside of your head doing everything to hurt you. Because they were all the painful truth he didn't wanted to listen.

Being tired of all, he grabbed his red bat that was a gift from Andrew and opened his window - jumping right out of the Owl House - running through the cold.

Not used to the temperature, he ran even hard. He hated himself. So, much.

Anywhere he could go, the monsters grew just loud and the more louder. They weren't necessarily monsters, but humans in his world. And they were the bad ones.

Lukas felt his lungs burn, heart quickened and his hated chest tightened. He took corners, straight lines and jumped against the trees to boost up his movement. Then, there was a cliff that led to the boiling seas. A tree massive with the pink petals still flowing just like how he remembered. 

Taking small breaths of oxygen, he slowly walked up to the cliff and made his legs dangle on the edge. As for how much he wants to jump to get that horrid pain out, he wouldn't dare it. Even if it'll cost him anything he might wanted.

Sitting there on his own, he sniffled out and cried quietly. Letting the tears stream down and falling onto his thick pants. Everything this human wore was the opposite on what people should wear during summer; instead of shorts and sandals with thin shirts - he only wore long pants that were very thick and burning to wear throughout all summer, a long sleeved shirt with a turtle neck inside and a hoodie without any zipper with gloves that were elbow length. 

He shows how much he hates his body.

But lies to everyone about it.

Placing a hand on his chest, he could still feel that tight fabric covering them up. Oh how he wished they were gone, how they never should have existed.  Crying even more, he hiccuped. 

A rattling sound was heard by the weeping boy, whom quickly wiped his tears with his sleeve. Pretending he didn't just cried, keeping a straight face which was a massive fail because you could still see the bags under his eyes and the once kept darkly dyed purple hair being messy.

"Hey.." a voice he knew so well. "The Owl Lady told me you just ran off.." he trailed off, standing behind the boy who didn't say anything. "May I sit here?" the guy asked, who only got a small nod in return. 

The other boy, who Lukas knew as Andrew, sat next to him at the edge of the cliff. Andrew made sure he wouldn't jump off somehow, as he knew his boyfriend wouldn't do that sort of thing. Sure, he's dumb but sweet and very reckless to say the need. He's been dumb struck in love for this fool he dears so by heart since the day they've held hands. Obviously and definitely not because he wanted to take his heart out of his literal body on day one, nooooooo.

But seeing him in a state like this, wasn't so uncommon for Lukas to be in. It made Andrew shatter. 

Lukas doesn't usually vent out the things he's bothered by, Andrew and anyone else knew that for sure. He's an honest pure boy, only wanting to protect his family. Though it felt very odd once Lukas had said that in that very day when he wanted to help Kikimora. The word "family" came out of his smooth tongue, not like Andrew had dreamed to kiss him there yet hahaha-, sounded like a hic. A fear, sorta. It's hard to describe it really, but nonetheless needed the Bright to drop it off assuming Lukas just was tired that day. 

"Are you.. Okay?" the Bright asked in his gentle manner unlike how he first came off back in the convention or the first time they both were in school, always being harsh with his tone and words.

However, the boy just sat there quietly and leaned onto his side on the shoulder of his perfect boyfriend.   He had the body, the jaw, the meat. Everything Lukas had wished for when he was just a toddler. To be like a true man, boy even. But he was none of those and suffered in his sad thoughts. 

He just sat there, loving the warmth Andrew gave him even though he was just leaning into his shoulder - it was enough for the boy. 

"..thank you.." Lukas muttered out in a soft whisper, the other guy smiled a light grin. 

"Always for my beautiful boy."