He Came to Get Me - Bruiseshipping AU

Junkyards and Pizza Rolls

Woo! This chapter is a longer one ;) Oh right, and I did change the title - sorry. I just reallyt hated the old (came up with it on the spot cause all I wanted to do was get this story out ahh - slaps self)

But anyways, I hope you all enjoy!

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Jay's drawings were... perfect.

As of their time at the park, Jay had mastered two pieces. One of the ladybug on Cole's finger, and two, a piece in Jay's own style of a family of ducks in the water not too far away from them.

It started out a bit sloppy at first. Jay was pouting like a little girl at a toy store every time he drew something that he felt like was wrong. Cole just wasn't sure how everything he was saying just wasn't getting through Jay's skull. Maybe he wasn't stressing it enough. Maybe Jay was just ignoring him.

At least, that was what he thought until he caught Jay staring at his sketchbook looking a bit like the willingness in him had left.

Cole knew that Jay envied him. He knew that it wasn't out of pure intentions, and he hated that Jay had to envy him so much. In fact, it wasn't just with art, but rather things like leadership, organization skills, and so many other things Jay felt he could never be good at.

So, to make Jay feel a little better, Cole set his pencil on top of his thighs and tore out the page from his sketchbook, crumpling it up into a ball and stuffing it into his bag.

Jay seemed a little distraught that Cole had done exactly what he didn't want him too, but after explaining to Jay a completely made up reason as to why he did that, the brunette carried on like it was nothing, continuing to add shading to the water.

It took hours till Jay had finally decided that he was done for the day and ready to go home.

Currently, the two of them were back at the Walker's junkyard, hanging out in the junk like they always did.

They hung out on the top of his parent's trailer quite often, liking the quiet that came out of living almost in the middle of nowhere. Well, all quiet aside from Jay's parents. They were hecka loud, sometimes driving Jay insane.

"Ma made some pizza rolls," Jay proclaimed as he stepped out of the trailer and raised his chin, eyeing Cole on the roof of the trailer. Outstretching his arms, he nonverbally asked Cole to take the plate. Cole did as asked and set it down to his right where he knew Jay would sit on the other side of it. Once the younger climbed atop, he reached for the plate and popped a bite into his mouth.

"Remind me again how awesome your mom is?"

Jay tilted his head to the right and sheepishly burst into a grin. Cole was sucking the pizza sauce off of one of his fingers, staring at Jay unfazed.

"Unholy... these pizza rolls are so good."

The brunette chuckled and tossed another into his pie hole.

"I'll be sure to tell her to make these more whenever you come over," Jay assured him with a wink. "Since you eat so much."

Cole rolled his eyes. "That or you just eat too little."

Minutes later and the plate was all rid of pizza rolls. Cole had eaten over half of what was on the plate, Jay only knowing he ate at least six.

The dark haired teenager could see from the corner of his eyes, Jay swinging his feet off the edge of the trailer, looking down in thought.

They sat in silence for a while, each lost in their own thoughts.

It was soon five till seven and the sky was still a bright shade of blue, giving off the impression that it was still early in the afternoon. At one point, Cole had gone inside, taking the plate with him and coming back outside with a single, square, sheet of yellow paper and two markers.