Hanging out..well sorta

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His POV

"This is bullshit," I told myself as I walked toward the address Ben had given me. the kid from the bar called me earlier to see if I had given him a real number, I had Ben track the number he called from. that kid has been running threw my head since we talked at the bar. he didn't scream or even scrunch up his nose when he saw my face. he treated me like I was normal. its been fucking me up honestly, anyway I decided I wasn't going to let him mess with my mind like that. I was going to get rid of him. knowing his face was off this plane of the planet, then he'd be off my mind.
I'm going to get rid of him myself! As I was walking in the woods that surround the outside of the housing part of the town, I check the address again. yup this should be it. I climbed up a nearby fire escape up to his bedroom window. god of all nights it had to rain, tonight what is it with this kid rain?
 I peeked through the window, shielding my face with my hands, trying to keep water out of my eyes. the room is dark, no movement, no noise. he's asleep, perfect. I carefully pried open his window and carefully stepped inside. I silently crept across the room.

"nngh" I snapped my head toward the sleeping form, I felt my body become ice cold. god what am I so afraid of?! this is bullshit!  I stood still as the figure sat up, he rubbed his eyes. his tired sunken eyes scanned the room, till his (e\c) eyes focused on me. his eyes switched from exhausted to fully alert. we just stared at each other, wide-eyed. till he blinked away his widened eyes and fidgeted nervously. "so w-what's up?"
he said trying to make the situation less awkward.

"I uh was just in the neighborhood," god what am I doing? just-just do it. I slowly unsheathed my knife from my pocket. I watched as he quickly glanced at my knife, then back at me.

"you don't have to lie, i-i know why you're here so just," he held out his arms, welcoming my knife.

god, what do I do? I kinda don't want to...oh fuck I can't believe this.

"Hey, dude calm 'm not here to do anything look I just-," I took a deep breath running my hand through my hair."I just- I never got your name?"

"it's uh (y/n), I guess if you're just in the neighborhood maybe you wanna watch a cartoon or something?" he slowly gestured to the TV.

"Yeah, okay, move it, nerd," I crawled on the bed next to him, stealing some of the blankets. this might work. this might be okay. 

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