ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ʜᴏᴘᴘᴇʀ

ᴇᴘɪꜱᴏᴅᴇ 7

⁉️BRANCE⁉️

(Vance pov)

My mom was driving us home. Billy, Griffin, Finney, and Robin already got dropped off home. So now it was just me and Bruce alone in the car together. I really don't understand Bruce. First, he kisses me at the photo booth. Not one time, TWO. One on the lips and the other on my cheek. And now he's telling me that he's glad to be my fucking friend? I hope he knows that it's not nice to play with people feelings.
Especially when I just came back from the fucking hospital. He's just making me feel even more shitty. I look out the window to see that the car had just pulled over. Bruce said that he was going to be spending a night but all honestly, I just wanna be alone right now. Especially with the shit he just pulled.

I just hate that he done that. I can never hate him though. He was the only person who I felt like I could be my true self around. Well, minus Griffin and then. But I also fee like Bruce was the first boy that i've actually liked. I used to think that I was bi before I even met him but when I started hanging out with him more and more, I realized how much I want to spend my time with and be by him all the time.

Its like he was my drug. He's good, and I know probably bad for my mental health. And maybe his. Nobody deserves to be with me. Bruce basically said it himself. I'm glad your my friend Vance. Thinking about what Bruce said had pissed me off even more. "Alright, you guys can come out now." My mom says. Bruce exits the door holding his hand out for me to grab. I didn't really want to see him or even talk to him but I needed help getting up anyways. I grab his hands and I noticed how warm his hands are. Mines are always cold, for some reason. I guess it's because of my birth month. I was born in fall and he was born in summer. It suits him well. He reminds me of the summer, it's fun but I know it won't last forever. I can say the same for fall though. Its always muddy, damp, and dead outside. "You okay?" Here goes Bruce asking that question again.
"Yeah i'm fine." I say coldly waking over to my mom. I can tell that Bruce was still looking at me because I can feel like im being watched. Unless it's some weirdo stalking me or some shit. My mom then grabs one side of my waste while Bruce grabs my other side, causing me to blush a little bit. "I don't understand why they didn't give you crutches." My mom says grunting. We then make it to the doorstep.

"You know I can walk, right guys." I say removing their arms from me. "Yeah but you still have to be careful." Bruce says. "If I need help i'll call you guys, okay?" I say entering the house to immediately see a welcome home banner. I smile because I know it was made by my stepdad. He then walks up to me and wraps his arms around me. "Hey kiddo. Are you alright?" He pulls away from the hug looking at me. "Feeling better than two days ago." I laugh lowly. He then ruffles my hair. "There will be some food on the table that you could eat later." He says. "Alright thanks. I'll be going to my room now." I say exiting the kitchen going into my room. I enter my room and it's like I haven't been here in ages. I almost forgot how kid themed it was and how much I loved it. "I almost forgot how your room looked like for a bit." Bruce says laughing behind me. "Yeah me too." The bad thing about today is that tomorrow we have school. And I won't be wearing my binder. The doctor said that I won't be able to wear my binder for a good couple months, maybe 9 months. For fuck sakes. That's basically a whole pregnancy. I take off my old sweater that I was wearing because it kinda was stained with a little bit of blood. I then put on a new clean white sweater. I don't feel comfortable just wearing a shirt knowing i'm just wearing a bra and not my binder. Not to mention, my period is due in a couple days which will be hell for me. The worse thing about being trans is still having periods. "Do you wanna watch a movie?" Bruce says settling down on my bed." I really wanted to talk to him about how I feel but I just feel like he won't get it. If he wants to be friends, i'll respect that. But I don't appreciate getting played by the first person i've ever loved. Bruce was the only reason I toned down on fighting. He said that he hated seeing my sometimes bloodied up and hurt. So I stopped. I'll only beat up people who deserve it. Like moose. "Uhm sure. Do you got a movie?" I say settling down next to him. "Yes! Its called the good and bad schools. It looks interesting." Bruce says. "Alright." I then move to the back of the bed part so I'll be leaning on the wall a bit while still laying down, Bruce followed me. He then puts on the movies and the first people we see that's actually interesting is a girl named Sophie, who is blond, and Agatha who has black hair. I kinda see them as me and Bruce. I have a bad habit of comparing me and Bruce to people in movie or shows that either date or have a crush on each other. I don't know why but... I just do.

(2 hours and 36 minutes later)

The movie just finished and not gonna lie, it was good. "That movie was so good!" Bruce says raising both of his hands up in joy. "I know right. I liked the part then Sophie slid Agatha the sword." I say rubbing my hands together. "It was so intense." Bruce says chuckling. "I felt like they low key liked eachother though." Bruce says. "Exactly! They would have been a perfect couple but no. Agatha wanted to date prince charming."
"Im not gonna lie. I can see us as both Sophie as Agatha. The blond and black hair. It's basically us!" Bruce says. There goes Bruce again. Playing with my feelings. He just had to ruin this perfect moment. We was both laughing watching a movie together, but he had to fucking ruin it. "Stop." Bruce tilts his head in confusion at me. "What do you mean stop?" Bruce says.
"I mean stop playing with my feelings."
Bruce was taken a bit back at this and I could tell. "What do you mean?"
I laugh to myself. "You know what I mean Bruce." I say looking back at the television. Bruce places his hand on top of one of my hands grabbing it. "I would never do that Vance." Bruce looks at me. I scoff at this. "I'm so glad to be your friend Vance! Even though I kissed you two times!" I say in a mockingly voice. I didn't hear anything from Bruce. "See." I say underneath my breath. "Vance." Bruce says. But I don't respond. "I'm sorry. Its just-"
"That you dont think you like me, it's okay I get it." I say finishing him off. "What? No." Bruce shakes his head. "It's just that the situation that happened and I didn't want to add anymore stress on you because I didn't know if you liked me back or anything." Bruce says. I can feel his palms getting a little damp so I can tell that he's telling the truth. "Why do you think that you'll cause me stress?" Bruce sighs. "I don't know." Bruce tilts his head down. "I'm sorry Vance. I made you think that I was just playing with your feelings." Bruce says. I stayed quiet for a bit. "So do you like me?" Fuck. That was a stupid question. Bruce literally confessed to liking me and that's all I had to say. I'm so dumb. I must get these bad social clues from my mother because she can't tell whenever my stepdad is flirting with her and when he's not. "Do you want me to show or tell you?" Bruce faces me. My face heats up imagining me kissing Bruce Yamada for the third time. The last two times didn't really mean anything. But this time. It will. I open my mouth but nothing can come out. Only the redness on my face. I think Bruce notices and cuffs my cheeks. "Your so cute Vance." Bruce says pulling my lips into his. I kiss back placing my hands on top of his hands. This kissing lasted a good 20 seconds before Bruce broke it up. "How long have you been wanting to do that?" Bruce grins. Another shot of redness grows on my face. "Three times." I mumbled. Bruce then looks at me confused. "T-three times we kissed." Bruce looked shocked at first but then that shocked face turned into a smile. "You've been counting?" Bruce says in a jokingly voice pulling me close by him into a hug. "No. I just remember." I say trying to get away from Bruce. "I can make it more than three times." Bruce says holding my face with one of his hands. Bruce then starts kissing multiple parts of my face. One on my nose, one of my cheek, on on my forehead, and one on the other side of my cheek. Bruce then let's go letting me feel my face. Now I feel really warmed up. I don't know if it's because it's hot in my room or because of the flustering. "How many more does that make?" Bruce says smiling at me. "Seven." I mutter stuttering a bit. "Just seven?!?" Bruce says. "I don't need anymore kisses! I'm good!" I say laughing trying to hide the redness on my face. "Hmm. I dont thinks so." Bruce says pinning me down to the bed. "Give me your hand." Bruce says. "Eh?" Bruce then takes my hand and starts kissing it. I'm not being a simp when I say this but, he reminds me of a prince from a fairytale. He's so sweet. And the way he's giving me hand kisses is just. I literally cannot explain how i'm feeling right now. "There." Bruce says sitting up. Bruce then looks at me and starts laughing. "What are you laughing at pretty boy?" I roll my eyes. "I'm laughing about how many kissing marks you have on your face." Bruce says laughing. "And it's because you wear that stupid strawberry mint chapstick." I say rolling my eyes. Bruce eyes then lights up. "You can taste my chapstick?" I say giggling. "Yup." I say licking my lips which causes Bruce to turn pink. "Now..." Bruce looks at me in confusion. I then tackle him down on the bed laying on top of him. "Get off of me Vance!" Bruce says giggling. I then start kissing both of his cheeks multiple times leaving kissing marks on his cheeks too. "I guess we're even." I say getting up smirking a him. Bruce gets up slowly and starts to feel his cheeks. His face then smiles up in joy, he then ends up wrapping both of his arms around me. "Vance." Bruce says in a light tone. "Yeah?" Bruce kisses my cheek one last time.

"I'm happy to be your boyfriend."