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Corpsehalo

I have no idea how I got this, I was working on a whole another duo and a whole different prompt when this kinda just came out of nowhere.

Started Monday, Sep. 25

Enjoy jelly beans! 

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'I know'

Bad's POV

Meeting up with people has never been my thing, there were always to many people around and they would want to talk and hug and know EVERYTHING! And I just was to awkward to actually fit in. I've always said the wrong thing or done the wrong thing that everyone looked at me weird for or commented on and I couldn't stand it but I also had a hard time reading the room or controlling how I act sometimes. In the end I did and do enjoy meeting my friends and getting to hang out with them, it was always so fun getting to hug them -even if I don't necessarily like it- and to talk to them. 

This was different though, this time I was meeting people I've known for a matter of months and had to go. On. A. PLANE. I hate planes. I did want to go, they were really nice to me and also won't leave me alone till I agreed. We weren't going to do much the first two days, the first day would be use settling in and getting over jet lag -or whatever it's called- then the day after we were going to a fair that was active right now. "You know...I could just not go" I said more to myself I as packed, the weather was meant to be nice but I still I didn't like the feeling of not having long sleeves. 

My roommate -corpse to most people's surprise- laughed and sighed "well you could. it's up to you but then you're going to be stuck with me and only me" he said and I looked at him with raised eyebrow, I'm always suck with him, "Yeah right. I'm always suck with you," I said and he placed his hand over his heart dramatically "you act like you don't like me, bubble wrap." He said and I laughed slightly, "oh yes you got it. You found out the secret I've been hiding." I said as I closed my suitcase and he gasped. I love messing with him. 

"I'll never help you reach the top shelf again." He remarked playfully and now it was my turn to be dramatic, I placed my hand over my chest and gasped, "Fine. I'll just wrap everything in tin foil before I leave then." I said and he squinted at me and crossed his arms. He wants to get personal we can get personal "You wouldn't dare." He says and I felt cold all of a sudden. He's a bit creepy sometimes even when playing around. It's definitely the voice. "Oh I would." I shot back and glared at him playfully just like he was doing to me. Game on I guess. 

He chased me around for like 30 minutes. I had ran out the room and down the stairs with Corpse chasing me and ending in the kitchen with me on the counter trying to reach the tin foil that corpse had put on the top shelf while corpse was telling me to get off the counter before I fall, "Bad. Down. Now before you fall." he said standing behind me so I wouldn't fall "I'll get the damn devil foil just get off the counter." He's being really persistent and yeah I don't have the best history of having the best balance nor the best luck but...meh. I reached for the foil but slipped, as expected, and luckily corpse caught me. 

I was told off for the next 10 minutes. Corpse going on a worried rant while I sat on the couch like a  child whose mom is getting on to them for breaking something. To be honest I almost did break something but who really cares. "Okay. I get it." I groaned out cutting corpse off mid rant, I really didn't want to hear about how hard it would be to explain to the doctor when we went to our monthly appointments as to why I had a broken butt or back...or arm, elbow, hand , so on so forth. 

Corpse crossed his arms and breathed out heavily. "No you don't. Last week you fell down the stairs and instead of calling me or calling the ambulance you got up and walked around on a broken ankle! The week before that you told me you ate some food you had ordered even though you hadn't! You didn't eat for nearly a week!" He ranted on and on about everything I did wrong. He doesn't think I now this. I know I screw up, he doesn't need to point it out. 

"I get it!" I yelled at him, I couldn't sit here anymore and listen to him list everything wrong about me and what I've done wrong. I knew he was concerned but I couldn't listen to it anymore. He doesn't want to listen to me rant on and on when I'm concerned about him so why should I have to listen to him. "I do. Really. I know I mess up but you don't have to point it out!" I felt like crying, my chest was tight and it was hard to breathe as my throat closed and my eyes burned. 

Corpse was silent before wrapping me in a hug and rubbing my back. I felt bad now, he was only concerned and I blew up at him. I didn't mean to. "Okay. Okay. I'm sorry, you know I'm just concerned for you. You're my friend bubble wrap, for the longest time before moving in with you I thought you were perfect. That you were happy all the time." Corpse said gingerly. I hugged back, I thought he was perfect too. Not in a health way but in an emotional way, he's so much different in person. He continued, "when you offered me a place to stay I was so happy. I was living with someone perfect. You're so much different in person. You're not happy all the time, you don't always smile and talk. You're not perfect. You're like me." God he was trying to make me cry, wasn't he?

Corpse's POV

I know bad has issues -when you live with him for nearly a year you just notice things- I had found a house a month after moving in with him but I couldn't leave. Not yet. Not when he needs someone here for him, to tell him to eat, to tell him to sleep, to tell him to get off the damn counter. He's there for me too, no doubt. He helps me sleep, he makes sure I take my medicine, he gives me water and snacks while I record, he helps me with the stupid fucking devil foil!

The point is, he's there. I can't and won't leave him. I heard a sniffle and I knew what was coming. Tears. Lots and lots of tears. Bad clung to me as he cried into my shoulder, I held him gently trying to comfort him the best I could -I wasn't the best at this- and get him to stop crying before he died of dehydration or something. I moved and sat on the couch with bad still holding onto me. I turned on the TV and picked a more happy movie as they always calmed him down perfectly, most of the time I just turn on a cartoon like MLP or something. 

After a while bad was relaxed against me while he stared at the TV. His eyes red and puffy as his sniffled time to time. It was cute.

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CUTE?! 

I DIDN'T SAY THAT!

YOUR HEARING THINGS!

He's isn't cute! He's adorable!

NO!  

DAMNNIT!

Whatever. Forget about it. Forget I said anything! It's not that important anyways. 

"Corpse?" Bad asked softly, his voice a bit scratchy from crying for so long. I hummed in response and looked at him and he looked at me, his greens eyes were a bit red but still showed just how unique and beautiful he truly was "you're an amazing person and no matter what you're perfect in every way for me" I never expected him to say something like that. He's very sweet and kind so I mean I should have expected something but I didn't know it would be now! I'm not prepared for this!

"I know"

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YOU FUCKING IDIOT-

Finished Monday, Sep. 25