sweet ~ corpse husband

rocky

"You're mine and I'm yours." I couldn't believe the words came out of his mouth. I was so in love with this man it hurt. I rested my head in his chest, taking in the warmth of his arms around my waist, never wanting to leave this perfect moment.

Until eventually I did. "Come on we can't stay here forever." Corpse finally spoke. He pulled away from me gently and held onto my arms. "Come."

I followed him out of the rink, steadying him every time he almost lost his balance until we finally made it to the exit. We walked back over to the seats so we could sit down and take our skates off. "I'm proud of you." I told him softly. He chuckled and shook his head. "Honestly I thought I'd fall over more times" "well you didn't and thats great." I said tapping him on the nose. "Only because I was holding onto you the whole time." He rolled his eyes. "Yeh, you were." I agreed.

Once our skates were off we went back through the arcade to find the exit when corpse stopped me. "I want to get you something from the claw machine before we leave." He spoke excitedly.
"You know at some point tonight you're going to have to stop holding onto my arm."
"Calm down I just needed to stop you from walking out of here so fast."
"It's not my fault you're a slow walker."
"No you're just weirdly fast, anyways." He sighed, walking off to the claw machine and slipping a coin in.

I followed and stood next to him as he started the game. He had three shots to get a stuffed animal and he already stuffed up the first one. Luckily on the third try he somehow managed to get the plushy in the box. "Yay." I cheered, jumping and hugging corpse excitedly. He collected the plushie from the little box and handed it to me.

It was a little green dinosaur with rosy red cheeks and a spiky tail. "Here you can have it." I took the dinosaur and looked up at corpse. "What are we naming him?" I said holding it like a baby. "Rocky." "Rocky?" I asked? "Yes rocky." He said confidently. "Okay if you want rocky then his name is rocky." I gave in. "Yes, your baby Dino called rocky." He smiled getting closer to pat rocky on the head. "Our baby Dino rocky." I corrected him. We were standing like a little family with me cradling rocky in my arms. "But he's my gift to you." Corpse pouted. "Do you think I care?" I asked looking up at him, annoyed he wouldn't partake in this little family with me. "He is our plushie."

"Awwww cute toy." Someone butted in, interrupting our little moment. I turned to the side to see clay standing in between me and corpse. "Clay?" I asked in surprise. "I know man it's been ages, hi." He said, putting out his hand for me to shake. "Why so formal?" I asked suspiciously. "Oh I spent the last hour making fun of George for being British. Yo George come here!" He yelled.

"Yeah, yeah, cos British mean formal and posh. I'm American I eat burgers and think I'm better than everyone." George walked in, putting on a southern accent and not paying any attention to his surroundings.

When he realised he had made his way to me and corpse he froze, mouth dry. "Look y/n and corpse are here." Clay spoke excitedly, oblivious to what was happening, clearly no one had filled him in on the situation. "yeah I see that." George spoke slowly, avoiding eye contact with us.

"I'm sorry." Corpse spoke quietly, looking down at the ground. "You should be." He said, his eyes were turning red and tearing up, a look of pure hatred for corpse in his face. "For what?" I asked. George snapped his head at me, the biggest look of resentment plastered on him. "For what?" He mocked me sarcastically. "Maybe for coming after my girlfriend and forcing her to.." he started angrily, moving closer to me and pointing his finger everywhere in range. He couldn't even finish his sentence. "And you have the audacity to take corpses side and leave Julie on her own. You're both horrible friends," He continued, now turning between me and corpse as he spoke. "And I hate you." He finished.

I couldn't put up with this shit anymore. I didn't know what story Julie told George to make him forgive her but it clearly wasn't the same one I had been told.

"You know what?" I started, moving closer to George to get him to back up from us. "You can't come here and say shit like that when Julie has been lying to you. Julie is a horrible person and she fooled us both. She came onto corpse who was sitting drunk in the bathroom stall so I don't know what she told you but she told me a completely different set of events. The real set of events, not some made up version to make you feel sorry for her when Corpse finally confessed what had happened to you. You're the shitty friend, you couldn't even listen to what your friend had to say, you just shut him out like he meant nothing to you when he was one of your best friends and your girlfriend raped HIM!"

When I finally finished the whole arcade had gone quiet. I didn't even realise how loud I had been. Corpse, Clay and George looked speechless, not even I knew what to say. I just breathed in and out, trying to catch my breath. People were staring at us so I grabbed George by the wrist and dragged him out of the arcade, making sure that corpse and clay were following us.
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Authors note:
I'd just like to clarify that corpse, dream and George are all friends and have hung out before in this story and George and clay just came to san Fransisco for fun. (I fucked up when I said they living in san Diego before 😔 they do not.)
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"What happened that night?" George asked slowly when we reached the quiet footpath. Corpse stepped in and explained the true events of what happened that night in the cinema. By the time he was done, George had tears streaming down his face and he was sitting on the concrete in the middle of the footpath, holding his legs. "She can't have." He trembled as he spoke. "She wouldn't do that." "She did." I kneeled down, trying to comfort him as I confirmed his worst fears.

"I'm sorry." He apologised, looking up at corpse with red eyes. "I should have listened to you."
"Julie's a bitch." Clay finally spoke, I think this was the longest he and ever gone without speaking. He just stood there the whole time, watching George as corpse explained what had happened. "Yeah." Corpse laughed in agreement, trying to lighten the mood even though we were literally standing next to a crying George sitting on the ground. "She is." I heard George finally say with a small smile, trying to cheer himself up.

I handed him Rocky and he looked at me gratefully as he hugged him tightly in his arms.

"hah i wish he hugged me like that." Clay joked.

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Authors note:
YAY THIS MEANS GEORGE IS FRIENDS WITH CORPSE AND DOESNT LIKE JULIE ANYMORE 🥳🥳🥳🥳

also clay isn't joking 😐