I'll Be Better For You [Montyx Sun/Moon]

Chapter 7 Coming out

The alligator woke up, his head on the younger's lap, they were still a bit dozed off, seeing the other's face blushed.

Sun: Uhm... M-Monty please get off my lap.- the other jolted up, leaving it whit in a blink.

Monty: Sun I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean- they were interrupted by the younger speaking up.

Sun: It's fine.- they said putting their hand on the other's upper leg- It's Moon's fault, not yours... I'm fine whit touching you, but not having you in my lap... That's to much for me right now.

Monty: Right...

Sun: Have you heard back from the shelter?

Monty: It's gonna take a bit more of time.

Sun: Right... Do you want to hang out today?

Monty: Sure... I'll just go get dressed, I'll be back.

Sun: Alright, I'll do that too.

The older went downstairs, grabbing his favorite pants and one of his usual t-shirt, grabbing a few things before going upstairs. The alligator knocked, the door being opened by the younger.

Monty: Can we hang here for a bit? Get you more comfortable whit going outside?

Sun: O-ok.- the daycare attendant said has they sat down, the other doing so too.

Monty: Do you like to paint your nails?

Sun: Mhm.

Monty: Great! We can do each other's!- he said getting out of his bag some nail polishes, a nail file and some more band-aids- How are those holding on?

Sun: They're falling...- they said, showing their fingers from the comfort of their house.

Monty: Take them off and chose a color.- they said putting the different nail polished and top coats in front of them.

Sun: I like the light blue.- they told has they took off what hid their wounds- Can I have the sparkling top coat?

Monty: Of course, darling.- the alligator caught themselves in their slip up, not really wanting to admit that he had developed feelings deeper then a normal friendship. Good for him, that they were clueless- Give me your hands.- he continued, his hand, that was a bit far from the taller. They went a bit further and whit shaky hands put their whole hand and a bit of their, now exposed, wrist, outside the confinements of their house. Before the older could see anything, the taller adjusted their sleeve, making sure no inch of his arm was visible- I was gonna ask you what shape you want your nails, but I don't think filling them is a good idea... You nearly got anything.

Sun: That's why I started biting the skin around it...-they let out, the bassist starting to paint the nails- How do you know so much about nails?

Monty: I have a older sister, she taught me something's.... This last month you spoke whit your family?

Sun: Not really.

Monty: Other hand.- the other did has asked- Why not?

Sun: They were the reason I was hospitalized.

Monty: Did they hurt you?!

Sun: No...- they sighed - I was in the psych ward... Involuntary intake.

Monty: That's really traumatic for what I've heard.

Sun: Yeah...

Monty: So what happened to you, the reason that you're scared of going out worsen your mental health?- the other nodded, retracting their hand back to the warmth of their home, Monty began filing their nails.