|Warnings:Bad thoughts,jealousy and rejection Type: angst
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○●○○○○○○○ ❛ 𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑬 TO THE 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑾, 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬 YOU'RE WEARING YOUR 𝑩𝑬𝑺𝑻 CLOTHES. ❜
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3RD PERSON POV
After a night that held the echoes of complex emotions, Bad awoke to the dawn of a new day. Determined to embrace the routine that offered familiarity and structure, he went through his normal morning rituals. The mundane yet comforting tasks of getting ready and dedicating time to work served as grounding elements in the rhythm of his daily life.
With a sense of purpose, Bad decided to take a break from work, recognizing the importance of stepping outside and breathing in the fresh air. He reached for Lucy's leash, a familiar companion who offered unwavering loyalty and simple joy.
Together, they ventured into the outdoors, the leash acting as a tether between man and dog. The world outside welcomed them with open arms, the gentle breeze whispering through the surroundings. As Bad strolled with Lucy by his side, the beauty of the day unfolded, a stark contrast to the contemplative night that preceded it.
In the simplicity of this shared walk, Bad found solace. The loyal presence of Lucy and the serenity of nature worked in harmony to create a moment of peace. As they navigated the familiar paths, Bad embraced the present, allowing the connection with his surroundings and his furry friend to overshadow the complexities that had dominated his thoughts the night before.
The routine errand to buy treats for Lucy took an unexpected turn as Bad found himself face to face with the very source of his recent contemplations. At the shop, his gaze settled on none other than Foolish, accompanied by Sam, whom Bad knew as his so-called boyfriend.
In that moment, the air seemed to thicken with a blend of surprise, uncertainty, and a tinge of discomfort. Bad, with Lucy happily tugging at her leash, grappled with the impulse to acknowledge Foolish's presence. The unexpected encounter left him at a crossroads, uncertain of the dynamics that defined their relationship.
As he perused the aisles of treats, the subtle awareness of Foolish's proximity lingered. Should he approach and exchange pleasantries, or would it be wiser to maintain a polite distance? The internal debate unfolded as Bad navigated the store, each step echoing the tentative nature of their connection.
