Love again | BRANCE

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It's always a lot for Bruce. I mean sure, he's got it all going and going well, and he loves Halloween he does, but sometimes on these rare moments he's so overwhelmed with haggling so many things at once that it tends to fall apart in his hands.

Bruce is a junior this year, and his closest friends are 3 sophomores and 2 freshmen, which to others was strange, did Bruce just enjoy being a babysitter?

The answer is yes, he did. He enjoyed it greatly.
He enjoyed pulling Billy and griffin apart when they started fighting at their movie nights, and he liked whispering to finney in the cold quiet night about all the feelings he's got bottled up in his little head, and he loved making Gwen chocolate milk when she had bad dreams and telling her he'll keep an eye out for all of the things she described.
He loved stealing Billy at the end of his shifts and getting him lunch while it was still barely daylight out.
He liked working out with Robin and playing video games and exploring scary movies. He liked it. Truly, nothing in this world could compare to the happiness he gains from just being around them.

Holidays are especially hectic, they're not babies hes aware of that, but they are kids. He's a kid too, but in his eyes, he hasn't been a kid in a long time.
Finney and Robin are poking at eachother to his left, giggling and whispering like they always do in their own little world, the two decked out in matching kylo ren and rei costumes, light saber and all (bruce helped them make them)
And to his right Billy, dressed as ghost face with blood all over his mask and hands, stood beside griffin and Gwen who were matching as the priest and Reagan from the exorcist, the three chatting about candy and stealing from those 'one per person' baskets.

Bruce was quiet, his arms brushing against finneys and Billy's with every step, he was EXCIted about Halloween really, it was his favorite holiday after all, but it just had been a long day (long week actually)
Bruce was dressed as karate kid with bandana in his hair (thanks to the profesional Robin Arellano who had to do it for him) and all.
But he just wasn't there an issue he was having ALOT recently.

Again, don't get him wrong, he adores them they're his closest friends he loves them to pieces, and it isn't their fault really, he wishes that he could enjoy what he has and what he was but he just can't.
He's barely 17 for gods sake, and here he is putting himself in charge of someone else's kids. He felt it was his job, it was his job because when finney and Gwen go home no one is hugging them, when Robin goes home his mom is on her way out to work, when Billy goes home his words go through one ear and out the other, and griffin?
When griffin goes home no one's there.

Maybe he feels bad, feels bad because he has good parents, great parents even, they prepared him for responsibility early
Maybe too early.
"Bruce, you good?" Finney whispered to him, careful not to alert the three on his right.  Finney has always been someone a lot more in touch with feelings and body language- he reads people well and he's always understood things that Bruce refused to acknowledge.
Bruce hummed "yeah I'm good I'm perfect" he smiled gently at him, turning up the driveway of the house they approached, Billy, griffin and Gwen rush up to the door.

Finney stops infront of Bruce, Robin leaning over his shoulder "you sure? Want me to get some candy for you?" He smiled, cheeks rosy with the cold Halloween air. Robin must've noticed it too as he brought a hand to pinch at one of his cheeks "que lindooo!! ever the gentlemen finney boy" he cooed. Finney rolled his eyes "I'm fine thanks finney boy go go" he shooed the two away with a chuckle . Finney snorted before turning heel up the driveway, playfully shoving robin as he did.

He watched as his little friends waddled their ways up the driveway, bags in hand all of different colors and shapes and widths, he just watched. His own bag only slightly full but he didn't mind- he wasn't supposed to eat candy anyways, and the idea of talking to so many people all in one night got him feeling jittery and anxious again.