idk what to call this but its angst

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"Streber! Im home!!" Kevin yelled as he walked through the front doors. He got no response.
"Strebs? Hellooo?" He called out again.
'Maybe he went out?'
Kevin set the candy he brought home on the table and looked for one of the notes Streber usually left if he went out. Nothing.
'Huh'
As he walked to their bedroom, he passed the locked bathroom door, he heard quiet sobs from inside. He knocked on the door.
"Strebs? Are you okay?"
The sobs from inside went silent.
"Streber, can you unlock the door?"
There were some more sobs, and then, through pushed back cries, Kevin heard Streber finally respond in a shaking voice, "D- do you pinky promise y- you wont be mad at me?"
"I pinky promise, just please let me in."
Kevin heard the door unlock, and opened it. Streber was sitting on the floor with a bloody arm and sobbing face.
"Oh no honey. Oh gosh." Kevin dropped to a sitting position next to him.
"ImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorry please dont be mad im sorry," Streber repeated over and over again until he was interrupted.
"Shhhh, nono no, Im not mad! Cmere.."
Kevin hugged him, and Streber hugged back using his other arm. After a moment, Kevin pulled away.
"Can I see your arm?"
"Mhmm.." Streber showed him.
"Oh jeez, alright, lemme grab some stuff." Kevin stood up and grabbed disinfectant, cotton balls, and gauze wrap from the top shelf of the bathroom closet.
"Okay honey, do you think I can clean them for you?"
"Mhmm:("
"Alright, this may sting a bit," Kevin said, wetting a cotton ball with the disinfectant. He dabbed his cuts with it, tears poured down Strebers face again, seeing his own arm.
"Shhh, I know it hurts, dont look okay? Just look at me. Im almost done," Kevin reassured him.
"Alright, thats done. Do you think we can handle getting the bandage on now?"
"I think so," Streber responded.
Kevin began wrapping his arm with the gauze, Streber was still crying heavily, but a bit less than before.
"Okay, done." Kevin said, tying a little bow in the gauze to keep it from falling off.
Streber thought about how Kevin just got off of work, and then had to deal with his shenanigans just after, and started sobbing, just as he had been before. Kevin finished tying the bow, and immediately hugged him, rubbing Strebers back in an attempt to comfort him. They sat there for almost 5 minutes, still on the cold bathroom floor, Kevin continuously whispering that "its okay, ive got you," and, "shhh, I know. Youre okay." Streber was the one to pull away from the hug first this time.
"You still pinky promise that youre not upset?" He asked, failing miserably to keep eye contact.
"I promise," Kevin responded, "But if you dont mind me asking, what pushed you so far over the edge that you relapsed again?"
"Well, uh, I went out to town with a friend earlier, and uhm, forgot my headphones. So I, uhh, got super overstimmed, and was kinda already on the verge of breaking down. So uhm, after we were done hanging out, I went back to my car, and uh, oh god, this sounds really stupid, but uh, well, I slammed the door a little louder than I had expected, and kinda just broke. And I cried so hard mg hear hurt, like really bad, still did when I got home. So uhm, I kinda thought that if I focused the pain elsewhere, it would feel better. Streber said, his voice cracking a bit here and there, as if he were about to cry again.
"Ah, I get it. You could have called me you know."
"I know, I didnt want to bother you while you were at work though!"
"Honey, you could never be a bother! Next time just call and ill come home okay?"
"Mhmm.."
A couple tears fell down Strebers cheeks again.
"In the meantime, how bout we go lay down a bit, maybe take a nap? And ill call off of work tomorrow if youd like," Kevin said, wiping Strebers eyes.
"Are you sure thats not too much trouble? I dont wanna bother you more than i already have.."
"Of course it isnt! Now cmon," Kevin said, standing up and offering Streber his hand to help him up. They walked back to their room together, as soon as they got there, Kevin sat down on the bed and leaned against the wall. Streber crawled up onto him so he could lay his head down on Kevins chest.
"Am I your own personal pillow now?"
"Yes."
He played with Strebers hair for a couple of minutes until he heard soft snoring from him. Kevin smiled looking at him.
"Goodnight, little bat<3"

I originally wrote this in class, and almost didnt post it, but I changed mind. I also almost changed the last sentence to something different, but my friend who got a sneak peak really liked it! EVERYONE THANK FRITZ FOR THAT RN. Anyways byeee!

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