Evan Peters Imagines and One Shots

Emotional Support - SpongeBob

Remembering those who have fallen is never easy, especially at a young age. Russell pretended he was okay over the past few days, but now he couldn't hide it. He cried throughout the whole ceremony and even choked up while giving his eulogy, and watching the usually cheery boy beaten down at his lowest broke my heart. We all stood in his backyard around the shrine he had prepared. He had assembled all his closest friends and loved ones to be around him in this terrible time- which was a mistake.

"This is the stupidest ceremony ever," Stacy blurted.

"I'm glad someone else said it," Yancy agreed.

"Hey. Can't you see how important this is to SpongeBob? It's not stupid. Be nice," I fussed.

"Y/n, we're mourning the fact that he lost his wallet. It's not that important," Stacy reminded.

"You know what? I beeped you guys to come over to support me because you're my friends. If you don't want to, you don't have to," SpongeBob whined.

"You don't have to tell me twice. I only came for the cake anyway," Stacy declared.

We all watched as Stacy left and walked back into Russell's house. Before we knew it, all the others had followed her, except for Julie, who was eating cake. I walked over to the heartbroken boy and hugged him. At least he had Julie and me to have his back. The taller boy hunched over and cried onto my shoulder.

"Now, how are people going to believe that I was in a coma if I don't have the picture anymore," Russell sobbed.

"I mean, it's not that interesting of a story anyway, and this ceremony is stupid, though," Julie stated.

Julie and her empty plate walked into the house, leaving me and Spongebob to question his friendships. He lifted his head off me and looked into my eyes.

"I'm guessing that you want to leave too. Don't worry, I understand if you feel like it's dumb," he insisted.

"It's not dumb. I know how much that wallet was important to you, and being in a coma is an interesting story. I've never been in one. The story sounds cooler every time you tell it," I encouraged.

"Well, it was pretty epic. I-I don't remember much, but it was," he sniffled.

"See, and your wallet held the memory of it. Who cares if no one believes you if you told them without the picture? They'd just be jealous that they can't survive a coma. They'd probably die, but you didn't, and that's so cool," I praised.

"I guess I am pretty cool," he boasted.

"The coolest," I reassured.

He smiled at me as he sniffled. I missed seeing those adorable dimples on his cheeks. I wiped the tears from underneath his eyes with the sleeves of my shirt.

"Thanks Y/n. You're pretty cool, too. The fact that you stuck around makes you one of the coolest in my book- just not cooler than me, though. I hope you understand," he informed.

"I understand and thank you, Russell," I responded.

His eyes grew as I placed a small peck on his lips.

"Hopefully, we can make more memories together. Cooler ones," I declared.

"Heck yeah. I should've lost my wallet a while ago," Spongebob exclaimed.

Stacy exited the house with a familiar-looking item in her hand.

"Hey, SpongeBob. I dropped my fork, and when I went underneath the couch to get it, I found your stupid wallet. Can we all go home now," Stacy shouted.