Monsters Under the Bed

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Author note: Just to kinda repeat, none of the art I show is mine unless stated otherwise. None of the characters are mine. And yes, in this version Baz has a man bun, so sue me.

-Baz POV-
       Simon looks stressed today. His usually startling blue eyes are a cloudy red, and his tie is halfway done. Crowley- he has a tiny mole below his collarbone I hadn’t seen yet. He catches my struggling gaze and passes it off as annoyance. A sneer from me confirms it. So dense. I stride up to him, still attempting to look like I don’t give three sh*ts about him. (A lie)

       “Did the monster from under the bed come out again, Snow?” I scoffed, “I could practically hear you wail.” (Not a lie)

       He tripped over his shoelace, cursing under his breath. The nerd. “No…” He trailed off, the class bell ringing, shifting his eyes as he hurried off to Watford: a Complete History.

       All through my Comprehensive Studies of Merwolves and Other Creatures, I thought of that look in his eyes. When I got close enough, I saw how puffy and red they were. He was crying. Probably about some silly ruckus with Agatha again. I had heard him, but I’m his enemy, what was I supposed to do? Wrap him in my arms, rock him back and forth and tell him it was going to be alright? Actually, that sounded kind of nice… but we're enemies. I couldn't become a traitor to myself. I promised that I would be the one to end him. I can’t really do that if we’re snogging in the meantime.

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