🂱𝒪𝒸𝒸𝒾𝓈𝒾ℴ🂱- 𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙓𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Oneshot-Angry Kisses(unrelated)

(A/N: So this chapter isn't related to the actually storyline at all. I just wanted to make a quick one shot because I got inspo from how shitty my week was. I spilled two sodas all over myself AND my favorite hoodie twice in one week. So, I just thought I might as well make a nice one shot about it. This will be a BillyXstuXreader. If you do not like that content or if you've actually chosen to read all of this shit, get off my book and please don't leave any hateful comments. If you don't like something just leave. Anyways, thank you all and enjoy!<3)
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Second Person POV:

You've had a pretty shitty day. Not even just today. Just in one week you managed to spill two sodas all over you. And in one of those cases you were also wearing your favorite hoodie. You managed to brush it off and still think about all the good going around. But today, was your tipping point. You woke up with a pounding headache and you had woken up late. You had rushed into work and then got swamped with work from your not-so-nice-boss.

He had always picked on you and you only. Maybe it was because you were the only female on the workforce at your establishment or maybe he was just an asshole. It's probably both. As of now, you were finishing up some of the last paperwork you had. You let out a soft sigh. "God I wish I were home right now..."

You loved to be home. It was your happy place. Especially when you could spend some quality time with your boyfriends. Yes, boyfriends. It was 1998 and you had two boyfriends. You tried your best not to be fooled into thinking that a polyamorous relationship was bad because it's not. You get twice the love! Doesn't that sound great?

You smiled slightly as you finally finished all the extra work you had. You snatched up your keys and turned off the little light beside you desk. You rushed out to your car and started the drive home. Your mood was still dampened, but thinking about being home with the two who love you the most made you perk up a bit. But for some god awful reason your headache had returned out of nowhere. "Fuck.."

You let out a frustrated groan and tapped on the steering wheel to your favorite song. You were about half way home when your stomach started to growl. You ate lunch, well at least as much as you could. Your boss shortened down everyone's lunch break to 20 minutes because you all "weren't productive enough". You worked your god damn ass off so you knew he was spitting out bullshit.

You soon pulled into your driveway turning off the car and getting out. As you got to the front door you heard screams from inside the house. They better not be screaming at those damn video games again. Billy and Stu had a habit of screaming at things when it didn't go their way so you assumed that one of them just 'died' or something. You opened the door quietly as to not disturb them.

Sure, you had a shitty day but you didn't want to dampen their moods just because of something bad that happened to you. You set down your work bag near the door and placed your coat on the coat rack. The yelling still continued but you could make out some words now. "Why the fuck are you so stupid?! You couldn't even do the simplest thing correctly!" You heard Billy scream from the kitchen.

So...they aren't playing video games? Maybe Billy is talking to someone else. You sighed quietly and headed up to your shared bedroom to take off your work clothes. The screaming back and forth continued. It make your head hurt even worse. You started to get a bit irritated but tried to keep your cool. You changed into a loose t-shirt and some shorts.

"Oh my god...I bet they're arguing over some stupid shit." You grumbled to yourself as you made your way back downstairs to the kitchen. They. Were. Still. Screaming. You rolled your eyes. You stood to the side and watched them argue. "Look, you just need to not be so damn stupid next time and almost get us caught!" Billy screamed at Stu. "Oh that's real rich coming from you! You almost fucking told one of our victims your identity! How dumb can you be?!"

You cleared your throat in order to get their attention. They just kept arguing. So they don't hear me, is that it? Well I'll make god damn sure they'll hear me. You walked quickly back up to your shared bedroom and started to devise a plan. After a couple minutes of still hearing them arguing you decided to was time to set the plan in action. You took in a deep breath and let out the most blood-curdling-horror-filled-scream of your life.

You heard the incessant screaming stop. After a couple of seconds of silence you heard two pairs of feet  quickly run up the stairs. You crossed your arms in anticipation. The door swung open to reveal Stu a Billy with fear and adrenaline in their eyes. "What's wrong?! Did something happen? Did someone hurt you?!" Stu asked question after question. Billy had a kitchen knife in his hand ready to use it.

"Go downstairs." You said in a monotone ignoring all of Stu's questions. Stu and Billy scrunched up their faces in confusion. "Wha-" Billy started to say but you cut him off. "Go. Down. Stairs." You said yet again with a bit of anger lacing your voice. Stu looked at you weird. "But I thought you-" "I swear to fucking god is you say another word- both of you, I will cut your dicks off and feed them to the wolves outside." You paused letting out a sigh and pinching the bridge of your nose.

"Go downstairs. Billy Loomis, put the knife back where it belongs. Stuart Macher, go sit down on the couch and wait for further instructions." You saw their expression change. Stu looked down at his feet and scrambled out of the door down to the living room. You knew that they knew they were in trouble. You only used their full names when you were seriously pissed.

Billy stayed in the doorway staring at you. "Look I'm-" You knew what he was going to say. You pointed toward the door and mumbled to him, "Go."
He sighed and slowly went down the stairs. You followed along a few minutes later after trying to collect yourself so you don't blow up on them. You made it to the living room and saw the two seated on the couch both glaring at each other. They whispered angrily at each other.

"You made her mad!" Stu said pointing a finger at Billy. "No, you did! You saw how she looked at you!" You rolled your eyes and cleared your throat. They both looked up suddenly at you. The two were already a bit spaced out from each other so you decided to plop down on the couch right in between them.

You ran a hand in your hair and let out a sigh. "So, what's up with you guys? Why the hell are you two screaming at each other in the middle of the night?" You asked toward the two men. "He started it!" Stu quickly spat out. You looked over at him and scowled. "I don't give a flying fuck how in the hell the argument started, where it started, who did that and who did this- all I want to know is why the two of you are arguing."

Billy cleared his throat and leaned closer to you. "Well we uh- we may have almost gotten caught..." You looked over at him and sat back in the couch while pulling your knees up to your chest. "How?"
"We went out hunting before you got home and a neighbor heard a scream. Stu's mask accidentally came off and I almost said my real name." He paused leaning even closer to me. "I'm sorry. Our whole plan was fucked from the beginning. We should have thought it through more."

You sighed again processing the information Billy just told you. "Yeah uh- I'm sorry about us screaming...it was probably really really annoying." Stu said with a guilty expression. "Yeah, it really was." You replied with the slightest ghost of a smile. "Well," you paused and leaned forward. "If you two are over your silly little argument and truly are sorry, there is something you guys can do for me..."

Billy and Stu leaned closer toward you. "What is it?" They both asked. You looked at the two. "Tell me you understand." Stu tilted his head to the side. "Huh?" You smiled softly. "Exactly what I said. Tell me you understand." Stu and Billy glanced at each other. "We understand." You grinned at the two. "Thank you. It's good to know that you guys can have shitty days too and that I'm not alone."

You pondered to yourself. "Well actually there is something else you guys could do for me now that I think about it." You said leaning back on the couch staring up at the ceiling with a small smile.

"And what is that?" Billy asked with anticipation.
Stu leaned closer and nodded his head in agreement with what Billy asked.

"Kiss me."
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(A/N: I hope you guys like that one shot! I know it's absolutely not related to the actual plot to the story but I just felt like I should have written something to do with my kinda shitty week. But anyways, much love and see you all in the next chapter! <3)