The Undaunting Past 3(B)

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Panting quietly as he lay flat on the roof of an apartment complex, Shroobz tried to calm his adrenaline down and catch his breath to not make so much noise. He did achieve this after some time, letting out a quiet deep sigh as he relaxed. He hadn't run that fast since...well, a long time. Why was he running? Well, when you run into someone you use your charm to get info off of one person to add to databases you really wouldn't want to run into them a second time.


He was certain he would have never seen Bad again; not after what he had done to him.


Letting out a quiet sigh, he pulled out a cigarette carton from his pocket and took one out, lighting it and drawing a puff from it as he lay there looking up at the big blue sky.


It had been a long time since he had last seen him.



8 Years ago



Drawing a puff out of his cigarette, Shroobz; aka, HeartBreaker, scanned around the party that was going on around him in a dimly lit nightclub. A mix of partygoers, people who don't drink but know how to have a good time, and that few bits of people who don't interact with anyone at all. That's who he was looking for, his target. His target was hiding away in this place so he wouldn't have to talk with anyone.


His target; BadBoyHalo.


Looking around, it didn't take long to see the target sitting off to the side in one of the leather seats, scrolling through his phone and not wanting to draw attention to himself. He was dragged here by Skeppy and Quackity to party with a few of their friends and since he didn't know anyone else nor did he find Skeppy or Quackity anywhere he opted to sit off to the side and wait for either friend to surface and go home.


After a bit, Shroobz put out his cigarette and made his way to Bad, grabbing a fruit drink from the bar and slipping on a blue custom-made hoodie. As soon as he was in range, he cleared his throat to catch Bad's attention "Excuse me?" Bad flinched but looked at him as he continued "I can't help but notice you're a bit lonely, care if I pull a seat next to yours?" Bad was at a loss for words but nodded, fumbling over his words "Y-Yeah you can.." Shroobz grabbed a metal chair and put it next to Bad's but not too close to not intrude on personal space.


"Sorry if it was so sudden, I just hate people looking lost at parties like these." Shroobz clarified as Bad huffed quietly "It wasn't my fault, two of my friends brought me here and ditched me." He looked at Shroobz as he leaned back in his chair "Ouch, I would give those guys an earful if I knew who they were." Bad kept looking at Shroobz and noticed his custom Skeppy hoodie "Oh! Did you make that yourself?" Shroobz looked at him and smiled "Yeah, I'm a fan of Skeppy myself. Fills the void of nothing between my jobs. Would you like to try it on?"


At this, Bad blushed a bit before fumbling over his words again which didn't amount to anything. Shroobz let out a quiet laugh as he took off the hoodie and put it on Bad "Relax, I have more at home so you can keep this if you like." He sat back down and smiled as Bad blushed even deeper, muttering a quiet 'thank you' and looking away. The two remained like this for some time idly chatting about other topics that come to mind, Bad still a little flustered and Shroobz as calm and confident as ever. Maybe that was what made him so alluring to Bad.


Shroobz took a sip of his fruit drink and looked at Bad before asking "Hey, would you like to try some of this?" Bad looked at the drink and then at him before nodding and reaching out for the drink. Before he could grab it Shroobz started downing a big sip of it.


Bad was initially confused and instantly red when Shroobz moved to straddle Bad in his chair and pull him into an open-lipped kiss.


He was internally freaking out, this man he only just got to know was kissing him and letting him drink the juice from the fruit drink and he didn't know how to react. How would anyone?! But one thing Bad knew as Shroobz was pulling away; was that he wanted more. He instantly pulled Shroobz back, kissing him back with as much passion as Shroobz did to him and the two were in a full-out make-out session.


This is how Shroobz knew that he had Bad hooked.


And that's how it continued for what felt like hours to Bad, just kissing and making out with a man that just filled him with so much passion and other emotions he didn't know how to express and was so so desperate to cling to that feeling and never let it go. He wanted it to last for as long as he could keep Shroobz there. His mind pushed out the other noises from the party, the music, and everything around him and only focused on the passion he was getting out of this man.


It didn't even register to Bad that it had ended until the music and noises from the party started flooding his senses. He was blushing, sweating, hot, and panting as he slowly got his bearings. After a bit, he noticed Shroobz was gone. That immediately snapped Bad back to reality, the man was gone. He was gone! Looking around, he couldn't find Shroobz anywhere. Did he just leave without even a goodbye?!


Shroobz did leave, he had to. And that's what he was doing, walking further and further away from the building with the party and drinks and Bad and not looking back. He had gotten what he was after; intel in the form of Bad's/Skeppy's and Quackity's IDs.


He did have a job to do after all and that's all that moment between them would and will ever be.



His job.

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