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stan and mike held hands under the table of a diner booth. they shared an order of fries and a milkshake.
"so... did you know that bill liked you?" mike asked as casually as possible. he's always been bad at secrets.
stan sighed and looked down at the table top, "kinda...? i thought he'd get over it in a day or two but he didn't. he's like a brother to me, so don't worry babe" stan gave mike a smile and mike shrugged
"i feel kinda bad... he made it sound like i stole you from him..." mike let go of stans hand and leaned back in the booth. stan reached across the table and grabbed mikes hand.
"no, you didn't. besides, i think he likes the other mike now." stan reassure and mike nodded
"i hope he forgives me. i didn't mean t start anything" mike held stans hand back
"you didn't, we're still good friends." stan nodded and ate a french fry.
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( triggering content ahead.
if you self harm, or have self harmed, i advice you to skip to the next divider, and please, reach out for help)
bill and mike (wheeler) sat in bills living room. sitting on the couch and holding hands as they looked up at the tall ceiling.
"billy" mike said after a long silence
"hm" bill hummed
"i like you"
it was quiet again, but bill held his hand tighter. he slowly looked over at mike, "i like you t-too"
mike looked back at him and smiled, "good"
"good" bill agreed as he stared into his dark eyes.
"wanna be my boyfriend?" mike asked in a whisper tone
"s-sure" bill whispered back with a grin. he got so lost in mikes eyes that he didn't realize mike was slowly tugging up his shirt sleeve.
mike pulled bills sleeve up and saw the lines of razor cuts up and down bills arm. he held bills wrist up and bill finally noticed. he ripped his hand from mikes grasp and tugged his sleeve down.
"f-fuck you weren't suppose to-"
"let me see" mike ordered. he held his hand out and bill hesitantly gave mike his hand, letting him pull his sleeve up and reveal his marks.
it made mike sick to his stomach. bill didn't deserve this, no one did. he rubbed his thumb against the palm of bills hand and looked at bill who was on the verge of tears with glistening eyes.
"you can tell me why. if you want." mike asked quietly, afraid that being too loud would shatter bill
" my brother is d-dead. and he's a-all i h-had. my parents are g-gone all the time. last time i s-seen them was a few w-w-weeks ago..." tears steadily rolled down bills face, "i'm so alone.... and sad... i just... i m-miss my brother. and if h-he's not here then i, d-don't want to b-be..." bill wiped away his tears and moved his hand out of mikes reach.
he cried into his hands quietly and mike pulled him into a hug, wrapping his arms around bills torso and pulling his head into his chest. bill let out a heavy breath and clutched on to mikes hoodie, burying his face in mikes chest and trembling. mike ran his fingers through bills hair and leaned his cheek on bills head.
"it's okay... the other losers, they care about you a lot. i care about you a lot... and... you don't have to be alone anymore." mike whispered to bill who didn't reply. mike pressed a kiss to the top of bills head and held him tighter. "even if you don't believe it, i'm here for you"
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( for those of you who skipped, here's a brief summary, bill and mike are dating and mike finds out about bills self harm and comforts him. also skip this next paragraph if you self harm or have self harmed)
Levi laid in the hospital bed, looking out the window into the night sky. he looked at his wrist, admiring the old scars from about a month ago of self harm. he had lighter burns on the palm of his hands, round pink scars. he flopped his arm down and sighed, looking down at his cast clad leg. it was mostly just stitches.
he sat up and looked at his phone. he had twelve missed calls from his dad who had most likely escaped from the police station. back at the rumble, when he passed out from blood loss he woke up to his dad shaking him awake.
"where did they go?!" joe screamed in his face
levi drowsily shrugged and joe punched him in the face, cutting his lip and blood instantly pouring out.
"you piece of shit! you couldn't do one simple task and fucking kill wentworths son! what are you good for?!" joe screamed as he paced the room.
levi felt tears well up but blinked them away. he sat up and held his thigh that was creating a puddle of blood on the floor. "dad... i think i need to go to the hospital..."
"fuck you! bleed out! just like your fucking mother!" joe went to the trailer door as levi's tears spilled over at the mention of his mom. the door swung open and police swarmed in.
teardrops fell on to levi's cast. it hurt to think about what his father said. getting stabbed in the leg felt better than his dads words. levi ran his fingers through his hair and stood from the hospital bed. it had been a few days and he was able to walk without crutches, but still limped a little bit.
he tucked his phone in his pocket and slid open his window. luckily he was on the second floor with a tree next to his window. he climbed down it slowly and headed to town. there was only one person he wanted to see.
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chris
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