That Doesn't Sound Weird At All (RichJake)

4) "Euphoria..?"

Warnings: Gun Shots, a Panic Attack

Edited

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Mostly Jakes POV

The car ride home was spent in a comfortable silence, the only sound being the cool air of the approaching summer rushing through the convertibles roof and windows. Jake let out a content sigh, the moment felt like pure euphoria on account of the stressful months he'd had.

He couldn't count the mishaps he's had this year on his fingers. To name a few, his parents had fled the state and he was now living with his aunt, he broke both of his legs and had his house burned down in the span of 24 hours, he could go on.

He looked over in the car mirror and saw Rich peacefully snoring, his lips parted ever so slightly as he rested. Jake pulled over near the pond he'd go to as a child, it was only 10:45, and the sky had tinted a light pink.

He folded his lands in his lap as his eyes fluttered shut. Nothing could ruin the moment.

Then there were gunshots.

(Wii music here)

Rich Jolted awake, confusion evident on his face. It faded into one of fear as the gunshots continued to ring throughout the field. "Jake, Jake!"

Jake couldn't hear anything though, nothing but white noise and static. Why did this only happen to him? He'd been hoping for nothing more than a few minutes of peace for the past 2 months. He snapped back to reality when Rich stared shaking violently, sobbing quietly into his palm, muttering 'holy shit, holy shit,"

He quickly gripped the sides of the steering wheel, going well over the speed limit as he drove away from the scene. A good 10 minutes had passed before he decided they could park again. He turned to Rich who was still whimpering and cursing under his breath.

He opened his mouth to speak, but like always, words failed him. He instinctively grabbed the frightened boys shoulders, pulling him into the strongest embrace he could muster. All he did in response was cling desperately onto his shirt and steady his breathing as Jake whispered softly into his ear.

"It's okay. They're gone. I got you." He lifted the boy with ease and laid him in his lap , extending the seat back so they stared off into the night sky through through the convertibles top. Rich's bottom lip did nothing more than quiver subtly as he entered a state of nirvana in the embrace.

The taller boy took of his jacket, draping it over the two as they laid there silently. Rich sighed in exasperation , "I'm such a fuckup." He chucked lightly but there was no humor in it. Jake pulled him closer to his chest, "if your a fuckup then I'm, like.. the fuckiest-upest ever."

Rich's smiles returned for a short moment before he felt his eyelids droop. "G'night Jake." Jake felt himself fall in and out of consciousness, but he could've sworn he heard an 'I love you' right before he fell asleep.

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Oh my god-

One of my teachers made a be more chill reference today and I fucking choked on my water.

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