Season 7

Episode 7

SMG4 turned to 3 and hugged him aggressively. 3 caught him and asked. "You ok?"

"Not really. I'm mainly confused about what just happened." 4 nuzzled his head into 3's neck, making 3 laugh slightly as 4's hair tickled him.

"I'll answer some of your questions but I'll answer more once everything gets explained to you tomorrow." 3 promised.

"Why'd you leave 3?" 4 whispered.

3 hugged 4 tighter and murmured. "I never wanted to leave blue. I would've told you but Lucy didn't want me to. I tried to distance myself so you weren't too sad when I left but I guess I failed. I'm really sorry 4. You don't know how much I wanted to stay with you."

"So you didn't leave because of me?"

"4 I would never leave you. I just wasn't given a choice. You can't really negotiate with Lucy though. I doubt she would've hurt you but the rest of the crew? She would've probably hung their deaths over my head to get me to leave." 3 sighed.

4 looked up at 3. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine." 3 reassured. 4 didn't look convinced. He opened his mouth to say something but 3 shushed him. "I have two questions for you 4. When did you last eat?"

"Like two nights ago. But then I threw everything up so I don't think that counts." 4 laughed nervously.

"What did you eat?"

"A sandwich."

"That explains it. You can only eat meat when you're cursed. That will also get explained to you so don't worry about it. Next question. When was the last time you took a shower?" 3 looked down at 4, who seemed like he was struggling to remember. "The fact it's taking you time to answer scares me. You are taking a shower right now. Let's go." 3 picked 4 up and brought him into his room.

4 was getting flustered and his face was heating up as 3 held him. "You do realize I can walk right?" 4 murmured, putting his arms around 3's neck, hanging on for dear life.

"I do but I wanted to pick you up. Do you want me to put you down?" 3 looked down at 4.

4 paused and thought about it. He looked back up at 3. "No. Not really."

3 laughed and kicked open 4's bedroom door. He put 4 down and turned the light on. "Pick out some clothes to change into and go take a shower."

4 got some clothes and went into his bathroom, closing the door behind him. 3 heard the shower turn on and looked around 4's room. It was a mess. Since 3 didn't really wanna just do nothing, he started to clean 4's room. After 15 minutes he was finished, which annoyed him because he didn't know what to do next. He didn't have his guitar so playing it was out of the option. He didn't want to get drunk around 4 or anyone here. He didn't really wanna call his friends or be on his phone. What was something he could do that didn't require thinking? Thinking just led to thoughts 3 didn't want to have, even if he believed they were true.

After a couple of minutes he gave up and fell onto 4's bed. 3 thought about just accepting his fate but before he could do anything, he heard the shower turn off. After a minute or two, 4 walked out of the bathroom. His hair was sopping wet and looked like he hadn't brushed it yet. 4 yawned and walked over to his bed. 3 sat up and looked at his hair.

"Are you gonna brush your hair?" 3 knew that the answer was probably no.

"No..." 4 shook his head and sat down next to 3.

"Hold on, scrub." 3 muttered, disappearing into the bathroom and coming out with a hairbrush. "If you're not gonna brush your hair, I will." he climbed back onto the bed and leaned against it. He beckoned 4 over with his hand. 4 sat down in front of him and 3 started to brush his hair. "Dude, your hair is a fucking rats nest. Did you even use shampoo?"

"Of course I did! I just don't brush my hair." 4 protested.

"4 that is not good for your hair. You need to brush it." 3 sighed. "I do everyones hair and makeup for concerts and I have never seen hair this bad."

"Concerts? What concerts? You do the hair and makeup?" 4 questioned.

"Yeah! We hold a lot of concerts back home and everyone kinda trusts me with getting them ready for it. I'm also one of the main people who helps make the setlists." 3 told him happily.

"Do you play in the concerts?"

"Of course I do 4. Most of the concerts are a lot of us taking turns on playing different songs but I do have my own concerts. We actually have a concert at the end of the week."

"Do you play any instruments?"

"Of course. I play both kinds of guitar. Although I mainly play electric."

"Would you ever play for me?" 4 looked up at 3, his sapphire blue eyes shining.

"Of course I would 4." 3 looked down at 4, his eyes meeting the blue ones.

4 smiled up at him and 3 continued to brush his hair. After a while, 3 was done brushing 4's hair. He started to play with it, making 4's face flush up. He yawned again and leaned against 3, his wings sticking out on either side of him. 3 hugged him and they stayed like that for a while.

Night was creeping up on them and 3 could see stars shining through the window. He sighed, knowing he should probably go. "Hey 4. I think I should be heading home. It's night time."

"Are you sure you don't just wanna spend the night?" 4 looked up at him.

"Y-you want me to stay?" 3 stuttered.

"Of course I do, idiot!" 4 smiled.

3 blushed and muttered. "Shut up, baka."

4 laughed and leaned against 3's shoulder. 3 scooped 4 up, his hands under 4's legs and around his back. 4 blushed and 3 could hear his thoughts clear as day.

Oh my fucking god why is he so hot? 4 stop having a bi crisis. He doesn't like you like that.

3 smirked and murmured. "You do realize I can read your thoughts, right 4?"

4's face got even redder and he looked up at 3. But before he could say anything, 4 felt 3 pressing his lips against his.

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I CAN FINALLY WRITE THE REALLY GAY SHIT! I'm so fucking happy. also I left you on the nicest cliffhanger, didn't I? the next episode is gonna have some spice in it so if you don't feel comfortable reading that then skip to later in the chapter cuz its just at the beginning. Bye!

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