3rd person
Warnings for bullying, ablelism, blood.
(4th grade)
"H-Hey TimTim. Let's sit over here!" Jimmy beemed brightly with his crossed eyes. Timmy loved that about him. He looked so adorable. He could lose himself in the brown haired boy's eyes.
"TimTim? Y-Y-Yuh You good?" The brown hair tilted his head, the strawberry blonde snapping out of his lover's trance. "T-Timmy." He replied.
Jimmy lifted himself onto the bench, setting his crutches next to him. Timmy parked his chair close to the bench so he would be close. "Timmy!"
"Me too, TimTim! H-How about i g-g... gehh.. ge- get us some water?" Jim smiled happily, making Timmy's stomach do 10 flips. "Tim-Timmy."
Jimmy grabbed his crutches and hopped down from the bench. "O-Okay! Be right b-BAC- Back." He walked away, until he found a little area with a vending machine. Thankfully he had a few dollars in his pocket just in case. (Just incase he had to buy timmy something😒)
He was about to put a dollar into the slot when he felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of his head. "O-Ow!" He turned around to see Eric Cartman. Aka the meanest kid he knows.
"Finally turned around?" He laughed evilly, sending chills down Jimmy's spine. Before he could speak he noticed Eric had rocks on his hand, and was throwing them at him. He couldn't dodge them, because of his crutches. So all he could do was stand there and take the sharp pains he felt through his whole body.
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Eric's gone. Finally. Jimmy was sitting on his ass, scrapes, cut, bruises, and blood covered his arms, legs, and face. He cried his 10 year old heart out, one hand to his eye. He hiccuped and hyperventilated. His stupid legs, if he weren't this way he could defend himself better, or at least run away. 'I am just a freak.-'
"Jim-Jimmy?" His degrading thoughts were interrupted by a strawberry blonde boy. He looked up and saw his boyfriend. His ears turned red. This is so embarrassing. I mean, having your boyfriend see yourself covered in blood, sweat, and tears?
"Tim... Timmy.." (What happened to you?) Jimmy didn't respond. He just grabbed his crutches and slowly stood up. He felt like burying a hole and passing away in it. He felt like shit. "Timmy.. Jimmy," (Come up and sit, you don't have to tell me what happened.) as embarrassed as he was, he really wanted his boyfriend.
"O-Okay," He breathed. He stumbled over to him and threw his crutches to the ground, climbing onto Timmy's wheelchair and cuddling/hugging him. "Timmy... it was- I-I," Timmy's arms wrapped around him and rubbed his back. "Shhh.. Timmy." (Shh.... Just relax and take your time.)
He nodded and closed his eyes, sniffling and clutching Timmy's shirt, they stayed there for a while. Until everything was okay. Until everything was fine again.
This was really lazy bc I'm just in the car rn lmfao, I promise I can right more😭🤞
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