Corey lent against Joey's door and watched him gently.
He was scrubbing off his makeup hard, all the black gothic shit corey admired, gone.
Joey sighed "shit!"
"What's wrong?" Corey asked
Joey jumped as he didnt quite notice Corey there. He sighed softly "I- well i forgot i didnt have eyebrows." He looked in the mirror "my mom will kill me."
"Cant you draw some on?"
Joey shook his head "no. And shes gonna kill me for the dye too."
"If it means anything you look great." Corey said
"It does mean a lot but that won't save me from getting killed." Joey sighed
"You're an adult. She cant do anything." Corey reassured.
Joey nodded sadly before looking Corey up and down "uh..that's what you are wearing?"
"What is it this time?"
"No you'll have to change. She'll hate it. She'll- God she'll hate you." Joey twisted his hair round his finger "shell hate me and hate you."
"Joey...itll be okay." Corey said
"I cant take the stress corey. She doesnt like these kind of things-"
"Well, we'll be together and I'll support you. Even if I cant hold your hand."
Joey smiled before sighing "we don't even have jobs to talk about."
Corey sighed "true."
"Its not like you could have talked about the porn shop anyway."
Corey laughed "that's true."
"What's the weirdest thing you've sold?" Joey asked
"Fourteen inches." Corey raised an eyebrow
Joey choked on his breath "r-really?"
Corey nodded "oh yeah." He smiled softly "I try to be non judgemental as possible. People are already ashamed of getting things like toys and outfits. I wasnt there to judge so I tried to be friendly. I was actually quite a good sales associate." Corey's face fell "until he came in."
"Who?"
"Uh..just you know this guy I used to know. You know he came to the counter and i couldnt serve him..I couldn't. Didnt have a good enough reason why that I could share so. They had to fire me. Thought it was drug induced. I wouldn't have passed a test anyway." Corey sighed.
"Well then that place didnt deserve you." Joey said
"Nah. I didnt deserve that place looking how I did." Corey smiled softly "I'm gonna go get changed."
Joey grabbed Corey's hand, corey froze for a second before turning around.
"What?"
"Can I have a hug?"
Corey pulled Joey in gently, his hug barely there as Joey hugged him tighter.
Corey lent his nose on Joey's shoulder. He felt sad talking about his job and well him.
He shook his head. He couldnt let something so stupid ruin that for Joey.
He let go as he wondered into the spare room and flicked through the wardrobe until he came across a plain black tshirt and some blue Jean's.
He shrugged as he changed, making sure he did not catch himself in the mirror.
He didnt want to see his ugly tainted fucked up body.

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FanfictionJoey Jordison has just lost his dad, and his bands orginal singer. The new singer is interesting, but had always been cloaked in darkness. Tw