Guns for hands (Connor Murphy x reader)

Part 1

"Hey, love the new hairstyle... it's super school chic!" Jared teased as Connor sent him a glare, I put my hand on his shoulder as he immediately untenced.

"Whoa... chill... it's just a joke" Jared held up his hands defensively as Connor leaned back and held a dull face.

"I know it was funny, I'm laughing can't you tell?" His sarcasm worried me while I looped my arm around his own and walked off.

"You're such a freak.." Jared's voice echoed in my ear's, as I looked up a Connor (tall boy) Who was frantically looking around and slightly shaking.

"Freak, weird, druggie" As the words floated in the hallway, I felt awful, not for myself but for Connor, who was barely on the breaking point.

"Hey, it's okay... wanna skip today?" I asked using my free hand to rub his shoulders while pulling out my phone and earbuds, him nodding reassured me as I handed him an earbud and used the other one as we looked around before running out the closest fire escape doors and laughing like toddlers to the beat, to sound of yelling adults and chat's from inside faded while we ran... his face lit up and so did mine.

Clouds filled the air, we looked up to see it drizzle, we looked at each other than continued running until we saw a rusty old fence leading to an orchard as we looked at head other again and hopped over to the fence, him first then him helping me since he is literally a giant.

We ran to a tree which looked the least dead and sat under the leaves.

"How are you the only sane one I know?" Connor asked me, I looked up to see his hair soaked to his bony features and his chipped black fingernails glossy.

Giving him no reply I lay my head on his shoulder and closed my eye's as he eventually lays his head on the top of mine and does the same.

_Time skip_

I opened my eyes to see the sky turning a creamy orange while the wind began to chill, my clothes were dry and so were Connor's as I stood up and woke him up by pulling him to stand up.

"Ugh, what time is it?" He asked while running his hand through his hair and pushing it behind his ear.

"7:43" I slightly hissed and looked at his baggy eye's.

I cringed while knowing he was going to dread going home so i asked the same question i do every night.

"Wanna crash over at my place?" i smile as he nodded and groggily lands a hand on my shoulder, i help him walk and the only reason he actually comes over is because no one else is ever home.