Once I bite. I never let go. Jagiya.

Its surreal to think how different his life could be if he had been raised an hour down the road. Walking through a town similar to his own yet vastly different. The town doesnt even seem real like randy is walking around a set of a movie hes never seen. The building and people all too put together to happy. The sun shining brighter and hes the only one whos aware of it. Or maybe hes the one out of place.

He finds himself outside a bbbs.

The building is cleaner more put together its an actual restaurant and not some abandoned gas station converted. It is the complete opposite of his own. The only similarity is the sign. It makes his stomach churn maybe its guilt or fear ... but randy knows some of it is anger.

Angry that they had ended up where they did. When its clear they didnt have to. That fate or the universe or whatever decided that they didnt deserve something as nice and simple as a good work environment.

Watching the employees inside who look tired but happy. Helping eachother smiling and joking as they work. Clenching his fists as he glares. Jealous that he never got that. That he and benson were both too ..broken to forged in despair and anger to even get the chance to try.

Benson deserved a nice job. Maybe randy didnt but benson did.

But maybe if that had happened randy wouldn't have even been a thought in bensons world.

And so for that randy is actually grateful that he and benson weren't allowed to thrive in the sun. That they were able to collide in the greasy shadows of their bbbs.

Benson finds it ...kinda comforting it should be concerning that randy cant be apart from him for even a few hours.

But its the most wanted bensons ever felt.

Like someone would actually notice and if he didnt come home one night. Thag maybe randy does care. In someway or at the very least is possessive enough to not want benson to get harmed by anyone but randy for his crimes.

Either way benson doesnt care. He wants randy to do whatever it is he wants and if standing outside in bensons peripheral like a predator watching its foe than benson is fine.

Course his coworkers and bosses aren't so okay with it.

They whisper about the strange guy they spot who moves outta sight the second hes noticed. How he stands so still and everything seems to get eerily quiet when hes around. No birds or cicadas even the air grows still. Stale.

Benson just rolls his eyes under his hat.

He doesnt ease their worries letting them know that its just his .....whatever randy is to him. He cant help but smirk as he stock shelves hearing them whisper about how scared they are to even take the trash out they never know if hes gonna be out there.

its funny they are so scared of a boy that couldnt even correct benson on his name for a year.

The same boy who is tearing people apart now. So they should be scared of randy.

Maybe its just benson whos not scared of randy. Maybe he doesnt have a reason to be. Even if he believes he should.

Its hard to be when benson is on a break outside smoking by the tree-line ranting as quiet as he can manage to randy about his shitty stupid coworkers or boss. Or simply to stand in silence to feel randys presence a pale hand gripping onto the bottom of his shirt before he has to go back.