Bowers Gang Tumblr Stories

Things Are Gonna Be Alright: 1

Rating: SFW
Request: Yes (gaybullies on tumblr)
Pairing: Henry Bowers x Victor Criss

"Hey baby, are you wearing space pants? Cause that ass is out of this world," Patrick cackled in the backseat, legs flying every which way as he convulsed. Belch tried to press down his smile in fear of Henry seeing, but the bleach blond flirt in question didn't seem to care as he openly grinned at the mullet wearing teen through the rear view mirror. Henry's face had turned completely red about 10 pick up lines ago. And although he blamed it on the heat, the rest of the gang knew it was because of his tiny fireball of a boyfriend.
Henry had accepted his sexuality long ago, but had told no one but the gang. He could hardly accept himself for being gay, how could anyone else? Vic has been out for awhile at this point, but only to his parents. Patrick and Belch just assumed he flirted with Henry to make fun of his gender preference. Little did they know the two had been dating for over half a year, patching each other up after fights and secretly holding hands (amongst other things) under blankets during movies. The two fit well together, like a puzzle with only two pieces. Which admittedly is a pretty dumb idea for a puzzle, but the pair were pretty dumb on their own, so it worked out well.
"Come on cutie, you look prettier when you smile," Henry bit the inside of his lip to keep from smiling, he was going to kill Vic when they got to his house. But for now, he'd just let the kid ramble on.
"My love for you is like a fractal, it goes on forever," Henry scrunched his face up a bit, he didn't even know what a fractal was. Curse his stupid, adorable boyfriend for being smart!
"You're like a book, and I can't read," Henry finally piped up. Once again, Patrick flailed, and Belch laughed out loud. The only one in the car left not smiling was Vic, who was now sitting back in his seat with his arms crossed and his face neutral. After a couple minutes, his right arm fell to his side, near the back of Henry's seat. Against his own will, Henry drifted his hand towards the car door, then in between the crack. Vic, startled by the sudden movement, looked towards the foreign intruder. Then smiled softly, so faint Henry almost didn't notice it. Vic trailed his hand up the back of the seat, until it reached Henry's. As his pinky wrapped around Vic's much smaller one, Henry looked out the window and let himself smile for the first time in a long time.