𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜

jamey

Wormy singer au

You were currently seated at a small table in a dimly lit coffee shop. Your boyfriend, wormy, was performing a few songs tonight to the nearly empty coffee shop. You watched as he plugged in his electric guitar to the amp. He strummed a few chords on his guitar and checked the mic before sighing softly.

"we got a huge crowd here huh?" He smiled, ruffling his purple fur. "Well, I'm gonna play some songs I've written for you guys, one special one in particular."

He bent his nose down to the guitar and began strumming lightly.

I don't know what it is about you baby,
but you've got me love struck,
I convinced myself it was just a crush,
but it's not.
You're my love, Jamey, and only mine.

You nearly choked on your tea hearing that. Who's Jamey, you wondered, and why was your wormy singing about her?

Will you talk to me, I'm waiting right here,
don't push me away,
Let's talk, baby,
Jamey,
Jamey, my love

ooooooooooh,
Ooooooooh,
Oh,

Who is Jamey?

I need you to linger a little bit more, so I can kiss you,
and feel your hands in mine,
my dear,
ohhhhhhhhhhh,
Jamey

Your eyes prickled with tears as Wormy kept shining about shiver this Jamey was. What about me? What about everything we've been through?

Your hearing faded back in as two people in the crowd clapped gently. Wormy looked at you in confusion, seeing your angry look.

"Alright guys, thank you!" He smiled, putting this guitar back into its case.

You walked to the bathroom while wormy packed up.

"What's wrong with you? You don't even know who Jamey is. Jamey could be his sister or something ..."

After a good splash of water on your face, you walked out of the bathroom, only to be stopped by a hand on your shoulder.

"Are you good?" Wormy asked from behind you.

You nodded your head, not turning to face him.

"Did you like my performance?"

You swung your body around facing wormy, his long nose meeting yours. "Who's Jamey?" You demanded.

"I—"

"WHO... IS... JAMEY?"

Wormy stood there silently, pondering whether or not he should tell you who this "Jamey" is.

"Dont get mad."

You rolled your eyes at that, but waited for him to begin speaking again.

"Jamey is actually a dude... and not—"

Your eyes raised in shock. "You're.... gay??!"

"Uh...yeah, but wi—"

"WITH WHO, WHOM WERE YOU DATING WORMY? WAS IT AT THE SAME TIME YOU WERE DATING ME?"

"IT WAS— it was my step brother..."

You gasped in terror. "YOUR STEP BROTHER? WHAT ON EARTH DID YOU DO WITH HIM?"

"um,... nothing much, just uh— the stuff we do every Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday."

Tears began welling in your eyes as the thought of your Wormy doing it with his step brother flooded your mind. How did you get into this mess?

"Kill yourself," you muttered, walking out of the stupid coffee shop