SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨

I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend!

if all goes to plan this will be INCREDIBLY dark ( i didnt read it as very disturbing but my fren/beta said it was 'horribly sad')

uhm

inspired by 'Worthy of a Renaissance Painting, My Deer' by MightBeOrphanedIdk on AO3!!11!!

(with permission <3)

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I wanna be your boyfriend.

The fabric he's sitting on his scratchy; old. It's blue & plaid, slightly ugly.

He doesn't truly care.

I wanna be your boyfriend.

The blue contrasts with the white of the room; plain, titled, perfect. With the stupid, ugly blue couch in the middle.

Every other piece of furniture is white.

I wanna be your boyfriend.

The blue is like a stain on the wonderful pure nature of the room. A regret. Something that shouldn't be, something that is.

Something that is adored by the owner of the room, despite it's imperfections.

I wanna be your boyfriend.

Just like him.

An old, rotting blue couch in the middle of a white room of tiles and soft, polite edges.

Still loved.

"....Sam, you there?"

Sam is snapped out of his thoughts by Grian's polite tone, drawing him forward.

"Oh, yes, yes!"

A soft smile. It made him giddy, inside.

"Alright. Have you been hearing from the voices this past week?"

Grian tilts his head like a bird. Sam thinks he's very bird-like, all that's missing is the vibrant wings. It was the way Grian held himself, curious doe-like eyes. It was the way Grian panicked, curled into a ball, as though wings were comforting him.

Sam likes both sides. If he had to choose..

Well, he'd just kill whoever's trying to make him choose.

Simple!

Oh, Grian asked a question. Sam should answer. Grian's about to repeat it when Sam shushes him.

Earnest smile.

Adorable!

"They've been mostly silent."

"Mostly?"

Sam pauses. How much does he tell Grian? The voices said he had to be discreet about their... predicament. Grian wouldn't like it if Sam came on too strong, if he told him too fast.

See, Grian is Sam's soulmate. Sam knows it. The voices know it.

Grian.. doesn't. Not yet. Sam doesn't want to scare him away, like he did Yuki.

Off the top of a building.

He can't see another doe-eyed body, shattered on the pavement.

"They've been telling me about my... soulmate."

"Oh? Interesting! Who might this soulmate be?"

Shit. Fuck. Crap. Other curse words Sam can't think of. You get the idea. 

Uh, how does he answer that? A bird-like person? Is that too obvious? 'I can't tell you'? Is that better?

"...I can't tell you?"