Sequel to "The Man You Are Now"!
Bad leaves his career to stay at home with baby Haniya, while Skeppy follows his own career dreams. But tension builds between them as they start to worry about their future. Can they really make things work? can the...
Bad was the type of person to want to be alone when he's not okay. So, Skeppy didn't see much of him until that night when Hani was in her bed, and Puffy was asleep on the couch, promising to be there if anything went wrong.
"You awake, Bad?" Skeppy whispered as he slid into the bed and felt the heat coming from Bad's body.
"Mn, kind of." Bad shifted around as Skeppy got comfortable.
"You need anything before I get too comfortable?" Skeppy had already put a glass of water on the nightstand, and they had a licensed psychiatrist in their living room.
"I'm okay..." Bad shifted around some more and yawned. "Mnf, my body is aching."
"Yeah..." Skeppy got closer. "Do you want to cuddle a little bit?"
"Not really..." Bad said honestly. "I just don't feel well. I feel nauseous, I don't want to be cuddled."
"Oh, oh okay." Skeppy understood. "Do you want me to put a garbage can by the bed?"
"Yes."
Skeppy got out of bed again and found the small trash can they keep by the dresser. All that was in it was a couple random packages from tissues or late night snacks Skeppy would eat in the bed.
Skeppy placed the garbage can by the bed. "It's right here, love dove. Do you want me to turn a lamp on?"
"The one on the dresser."
Skeppy turned on the light on the dresser. It provided a soft glow to the room, enough for Bad to see the garbage can if he needed it.
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Skeppy got back into bed, considering Bad's space. But he still rubbed Bad's side before laying down. "If you need anything, let me know."
"Thanks Skeppy..." Bad sighed. "I'm so sorry for this, you shouldn't have to deal with this. And Haniya shouldn't have to be getting less attention because of me. And you're–"
"Mnm, no." Skeppy stopped him. "No, don't do that." He put a hand on Bad's side again, respecting his wish to not be cuddled. "Me and Hani love you, and we want you to feel better."
Bad didn't feel any better. "Skeppy, I'm sorry. I don't even know what I was thinking."
Skeppy rubbed his side gently. "You could've came and talked to me. I would of stayed home if you were feeling that low...but I understand and you don't need to apologize."
"I know, I was being dramatic. The moment just got the worst of me..." Bad rubbed his eyes and yawned. "I'm really sorry for this though... I swear I don't want to leave you guys. I'm just...I don't know, everything feels weird and pointless."
"We'll figure this out." Skeppy moved his hand to play carefully with Bad's hair. "Is this okay, love?"
