Flings and Things {Skephalo+}

Nervous Conversations

Warning: This chapter includes characters discussing their sexuality openly. *no smut though*

"But he left two months ago, right?" Baghera stirred the contents of her burrito bowl. It was what she was craving in the moment. Admittedly she was a little high, but that didn't make her any less of an amazing friend.

"I know...I thought I'd be over it by now but I'm still feeling it." Bad spread out on Bagera's couch. "I think him leaving caused me to overthink everything in my life...I don't even want to be a doctor anymore....I don't think I ever did."

"Things change, Bad. You don't have to be a doctor." Bagera paused to take a bite. "Oh, is very spicy." She smiled. "Are you sure you're not hungry?"

"I'm sure...I want to try to cook dinner tonight. I haven't cooked in so long. Skeppy needs to be eating healthy cooked meals. I'm neglecting him."

"No, you are not neglecting him. You do your best, and you get just a little stressed. It's all fine."

Bad rubbed his face and sighed. "I love him so much. Skeppy is the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Aw, yes." Bagera kept eating, letting Bad rant.

"I feel so guilty for still missing Foolish. Skeppy is enough, he's absolutely perfect...why do I still miss Foolish?"

"Only natural, I think." She paused to eat. "You loved him, and now he's gone. It's like if you lose a friend. You have amazing friends, but maybe you still miss the other one too."

"Yeah...I just feel so gross and weird all the time. Especially around Skeppy. I can't believe I have the audacity to cry on his shoulder about Foolish. He probably hates me...I probably make him feel like he's not enough."

"I don't think that..." Bagera had a sip of her drink and then set it back onto the coffee table. "Do you talk to him about this?"

"A little but he tells me to stop worrying."

"Then he must not be upset."

"I don't know...I think I made him mad last night."

"With what?"

"Well we were having sex..."

Bagera dropped her fork, and pushed the bowl away. She turned around and propped both her elbows on the couch, eyeing Bad like an overly nosey child. "Okay, now I am listening."

"Bagera, please!" Bad covered his face. "Now I can't keep going."

"It's not to be uncomfortable about, Bad. I can share a story of mine too. No shame, we are friends."

"I don't know...I even struggle to talk about sexual stuff with Skeppy."

"I understand. I can tell you a story first."

Bad stopped her by waving a hand in front of her face. "Bags, no. The last story you told me was about you drinking a lady's breast milk."

"It's only milk!"

"From a woman, not a cow! That milk is  for the baby."

"Well you are not a baby cow, so why can we have cow milk?"

"Bagera, you've lost it again." Bad rubbed his forehead,  starting to laugh. "You're insane."

"That's true. So you can tell me anything. Either I've already done it, or I did it worse. At least I probably have thought about it."

"It's still hard for me to say the words...I'm so used to not saying anything inappropriate. I don't know why I act like a child around this stuff."

"It's okay. I'm not going to laugh or something.  You can just tell me if you need to talk about it."