shane, in love (stardew valley)

1. i'll see you later

(song insp: Kill Bill: The Rapper - " About Last Night...")

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"Fuck.." groaned Shane. He slumped on the farmer's front door. Shane couldn't make it another mile to his house, his legs were giving out.The rain beat down on his skin, it was cold. Alcohol had made his brain into mush. Bottle in hand, he contemplated asking for the farmer's help. He wanted it, but didn't want to be a burden. But he knew that he already was. Doing the bare minimum at his job, barely talking to Marnie and Jaz,drinking his liver out every night; he was a failure. If he was going to look like a free loader, he might as well act fully on it.

Embracing his newfound dickheadness, he knocked with his free hand on the door. He held onto the side of the doorframe to keep himself from falling. He heard footsteps coming closer to open the door.

He wouldn't look into the farmer's eyes.

"Hey.." he managed to get out from his sore throat as the door creaked open.

The farmer stood and rubbed his eyes. Shane scratched the back of his head, gaze slowly drifting down, noticing the farmer was wearing a shirt that went down to his knees.

"Sorry..for, waking you.." he began,"can I uh.. stay for the night?.. it's cold.." he looked to the side, shame filling his face.

The farmer stretched and yawned in response, but slowly moved out of the way. Shane could hear the farmer mutter a 'yes' and saw the farmer wave him in.

Shane stepped into the farmer's house, dropping the bottle of alcohol into waste the bin. Shane shoved his hands in his wet pockets. He followed the farmer, the farmer showed him the bathroom so he could change out of his soaked clothes.

"Oh you dont really have to-" Shane started but was cut off abruptly by the farmer saying 'nonsense'.

"You're a valued guest here" the farmer told Shane.

Shane's cheeks tinted pink at this. Perhaps he also felt his heart flutter? Or maybe that was the alcohol?

After changing, the farmer asked if Shane was hungry. Shane politely said no, and just asked for somewhere to sleep.

"Of course," the farmer yawned once more, and lead Shane to the couch. "I'll bring you some blankets".

"Thank you," Shane slipped out as he left, though not sure if he heard it or not.

The farmer came back arms full of pillows and blankets, managing to drop a pillow onto the floor. This caused the farmer to bend over and pick it up. Shane glanced over and his cheeks were pinker than before. The farmer wasn't wearing any shorts, he was in his underwear. Shane felt his heart beat faster. He looked at the farmer's ass and internally convulsed, wanting a piece of it. Shane wasn't sure if it was the alcohol taking over him, or it was his own dark deep desires. He'd only knew the farmer for about 3 months, they were mutual friends at best. But something sparked in Shane, causing him to want to further his relationship with the farmer.

He couldn't control himself.
Shane had instinctively grabbed one of the farmer's wrists, the farmer gasped in shock.

Shane pulled him closer, hand tight on his wrist, other hand holding his lower back. He smelled a sweet scent on the farmer, it smelled like peaches. Shane's heart was pounding hard. He knew this was just, wrong. A strict violation, he was intruding.
And it made him ask,

"Do you want me?" Into the farmer's ears. Hot breath crept on the farmer's neck, and made his skin crawl.

The farmer was panting hard, "S-shane.. you're drunk".

Shane didn't want to believe it, but he was. He let the farmer go,and the farmer caught his breath, rubbing his wrist where Shane had handled him.

Shane looked down, not wanting to make eye contact with him. "Fuck.." he covered his eyes and sat on the couch, "I'm sorry.."

The last words he heard that came out of the farmer was 'it's okay' and he left.

Fuck, why did I do that? Is it really because I'm a straight dickhead? I'm really the failure that everyone thought I was. God, I'm disgusting. I probably scared the farmer for life. Fuck me. Shane thought to himself as he lied down on the couch. He covered himself with the farmer's generosities.

How could he disturb that cute little farmer? The farmer looked so adorable under him. He looked like he was the missing puzzle piece to Shane's body. Shane realized he was indeed infatuated with the farmer. After months of being cold and rude to the farmer, he realized it was for a different reason; he loved the farmer. Shane would make sure he wouldn't fuck up next time. Shane would make sure there was next time.

Arm under Shane's head, he stared up at the ceiling with his bloodshot eyes. He thought of what he would do as an apology for the farmer. What did the farmer like best? Surely the farmer had told him sometime when he wasn't paying attention. Shane racked his brain, but the only thing on his mind right now was how good the farmer felt in his hands. He wanted to feel more of the farmer, he wanted more of his body. Shane rubbed his eyes and tried to snap himself out of it.

Flowers? Did that mean anything to the farmer? Perhaps precious jewels? He did see the farmer go to the mines a lot. How would Shane even get any jewels? Shane thought to himself. He would have to get him something more helpful than that.

Then Shane thought, the farmer does have a new chicken coop opened up. But he hadn't have the time to actually buy any chickens yet.

So that's what Shane would do. He would give a little chick for the farmer to raise and help raise money to his farm. Surely the farmer would give Shane another chance then, right?

Shane smiled as he fell asleep. Thinking and knowing this time he wouldn't be a failure.