stranger- stenbrough

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(WARNING: contains homophonic slurs)

bill woke up tucked in stans arms.

when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was stans face and how his curls fell onto his face.

bill carefully took his hand out of stans arms and pushed it back for him.

the sudden touch made stan wake up.

he flustered his eyes open.

he softly smiled as he saw the most prettiest person in the world right in front of him.

"hey billy."

"hi."

"how'd you sleep?"

"good."

bill put his hand on stans neck and pulled his face up.

"your huh-hickeys gone!"

"yay!"

"wish it c-could have stayed... but m-my mom would suspect suh-something."

"yeah... i wish they didn't make marks."

"exactly, so i can kuh-kiss every part of your buh-body without a mark."

"you want to kiss me in ever part of my body?"

stan giggled.

"yeah? t-that a problem?"

"not at all, one day when we live alone we can do whatever we want."

"right."

there was a peaceful silence.

"y-you should go pretend you s-slept on your bed."

"oh right."

bill and stan were still holding on to each other.

they didn't want to let go.

"i... i don't wuh-want to let go."

"i know, me either."

stan pulled apart shortly after.

he twirled over and fell onto his bed.

a loud thump was heard.

bill quickly moved over to the edge of the bed to see stan.

"a-are you okay?!"

stan rubbed his head.

"im fine..."

stan got into his bed and fake slept.

*knock knock*

"bill, stan wake up."

"five more minutes?"

"bill, you have to go to work."

bill jerked up.

"work?"

"yeah, you know do your chores."

"oh... o-okay."

bill rubbed his eye and got up.

"wake up stan for me okay sweetie."

"yeah, see y-you."