Scp shots! (CLOSED)

I'm sorry, I love you (Clefdraki angst)

Written for Snugly_Wolfy, sorry this took so long, school is a bitch.

Trigger warnings for Alcohol, drinking, smoking, reference to abusive relationship, reference to bipolar disorder and medication, car accident, injuries, couple fighting, and  Ben and Alto treating each other pretty badly in the first half.

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The floorboards creaked under Benjamin's weight as he entered his and Altos apartment. He sighed. Looking around, he didn't see Alto. Ben walked into their bedroom and was presented with Clef laying down and smoking.

 "What are you doing here? What do you want? I thought I kicked you out." Alto growled, sitting up.

Ben sighed. "Alto, hon-"

"Don't you dare call me anything." He snapped, pushing past him toward the door.

"Look, Al, I'm sorry I left."

"I'm sorry you came back."

There was a tense silence between them, the events of a night three months ago plaguing the air.

"I-" Ben sighed. "We shouldn't be fighting over this."

Alto spun around to face him. "Really?!" He shouted. "We shouldn't fight? You just fucking walked out on me for three months and then just waltzed right back in expecting me to come cuddling up to you! I think that's plenty to fight about!"

Ben pinched the bridge of his nose. "Alto, the 05's sent me-"

"I don't fucking care! You volunteered for it, you didn't fucking discuss it with me, and you left so much shit behind!"

"I couldn't just walk out on it!"

"Bull, fucking, shit. You had every opportunity to walk out, you could've at least considered other people while deciding, you could've asked me-!"

"I am a goddamned adult, I don't need your fucking approval to go out and do shit!"

"God, I can't believe you! You call fucking leaving for three months to another goddamned site in another goddamned country just 'going out'?!"

"You're twisting my words!"

"Oh fuck off, go run back to your precious 05s since you obviously don't care about me enough to stay."

"Why are you so intent on fucking hating me? Huh? What's so goddamn wrong about going on a mission?"

"Mission?" Alto shouted. "MISSION?! You seriously think throwing yourself in front of another 682 as bait is just a fucking mission!? It's a goddamned suicide pact!"

"So what if it was? Am I dead? No!" Ben gestured to himself. "I'm right fucking here, still alive and standing!"

"You almost died!"

"But I didn't!"

"Don't use fucking sarcasam with me! You scared me to fucking death, you scared everyone to fucking death! Couldn't you have at least taken a moment to think about me before you went off and tried to kill yourself? Huh? Or have you blocked out the rest of the world because you don't like it?!"

"Me, me, me, always talking about yourself, have you ever considered how I feel about it? The 05s had been fucking threatening me for months! I barely had a choice in this!"

"Oh and you couldn't have bothered to mention that?"

"Look, I was rushed on this, I didn't know when to drop it on you so I procrastinated."