„a Sixer, please."

i trust you

POV Ford

„So, why did you want me to come?", Bill asked me. As he looked at me I saw in the moon light that his cheek is wet.
Was he crying again? I'm still not used to it that Bill can show emotions and isn't just a flying one eyed triangle. But it honestly hurts seeing him like that.

I sat down beside him with a sigh and closed my eyes for a moment, thinking about how to start with the conversation.
„I wanted to talk...about what happened this morning and about your powers"
„My powers?", he asked confused. „I don't even have my powers anymore, and I probably will never get them back again", he said and laid his chin on his knees looking into the distant horizon filled with stars.

I just looked into the distant like him as I began to speak.
„Your powers aren't gone forever Bill, they're just locked away deep inside you, because your human vessel would die if it had that much energy. But...today you managed to unlock a bit of it.", Bill turned his face puzzled to me.
„What? How?".
„Our bound, you got so emotional overwhelmed that your power broke it", I explained him.

„Really? I thought you were the one who broke it", he said.
„I should have getting overwhelmed yesterday so you wouldn't have had to sleep next to a monster for a night and I wouldn't had to listen to you yapping about how useless and pathetic I am in your eyes.", he said with a snarl and turned away from me. I knew he was still hurt but is playing it off with anger.

„Bill...I am sorry for what I said, but I do not regret saying it. You took 30 years of my life away, manipulated me and nearly killed me on multiple occasions, and my family. I can't just forget all that and move on like nothing happened.", I said holding my head by the roots of my hair.
As I glanced to Bill, his head was turned away from me. He was fumbling on the bandage on his hand. I put my hands gently on his.

„Don't play on your wounds they could get infected. I will change the bandages tomorrow.", I said looking at him but not getting his look in return.

„Who even put these on me? Or put me in my bed after I felt asleep? Was it Fez?", he asked more to himself.
„It was me", I answered and he finally looked up to me.
„After our fight I wanted to check on you and found you sleeping in shattered glass.", i examined his bandages hands to make sure the bandages are still intact.

I sighed before I spoke again „We really need to work on your emotions Bill. We need you to understand and get used to feelings otherwise you could be a danger to everyone around you."
„Oh Sixer in your eyes I'm already a danger so who cares?", the boy said pulling his hands away from mine.

„Bill this is not about our safety, it's also about yours. This human body isn't made to hold in so much power. If you get too overwhelmed you will die.", I said seriously and looked at him worried.

„Would be your lucky day, me finally being gone forever.", he huffed and crossed his arms.
„I would be if you would still be the beast that started the Weirdamagedon. But I would never have wished you to die when you were my muse or the you that you are right now..."

I looked back up to the stars, but noticed that he was looking at me with a wide eye.
„Honestly when you first came here I thought you just wanted revenge, but now I actually believe you that you want to get better."
„What made you change your mind", he asked confused. For once there was no mockery under tone in his voice just genuinely curious.

„Your tears. You do a lot to manipulate those around you, but you would never go so low that you would openly cry.", as I looked back I him I saw that he was embarrassed.
Avoiding my gaze with slightly heated cheeks.
He looked so innocently sweet.

„I also talked to the axolotl today, because of your power and he shared some information from your therapy lessons with me which confirmed that you want to get better. And I want to help you with it, because now I do trust you a bit more.", I put my hand on his and this time he returned the gesture.

„I-....thank you, Sixer", he said after a pause of silence with a small smile on his lips.
I gave him a smile back and so we sat there watching the stars in peace.

After some time a cold breeze came and I turned to Bill to say him that we should go inside again, but the boy was already sleeping with his head on my shoulder.
I carefully laid my coat around him hoping he wouldn't wake up and carried him down and back into the shack.

I think I could honestly get used to this Bill, he is nearly like my old muse again.
I smiled at the sleeping boy in my arms and made my way to his room.

I laid him gently down on his bed and gave him a small good night kiss on his forehead.
I didn't even know why I did that it just felt like I had to.

I made my way out of his room quietly and went down to my lab, to get ready to give Bill in the next week lessons as to how to deal with emotions.

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