@drawchargeā said: together
angsty prompts together: our muses have an emotional reunion
Steve remembers that night. He remembers the sound of fireworks and everything happening so fast and all at once. He remembers leaning over the railing and looking down. He remembers looking down and seeing Billy surrounded by blood. Once his mind registered what he was looking at -- everything froze. Time fucking stopped and so did his heart.Ā
Theyād never really said it out loud. Never attached a label to what they were. But if anyone had been paying attention to they way theyād been hovering around each other those few months before the summer -- then theyād know. Theyād know that Steve and Billy were more than justĀ āfriendsā. More than just rivals who had apologized to each other and became friends.Ā
And in the silence of Starcourt on that faithful fourth of July -- it was even more obvious. He practically hurled himself over the railing, rushing to Billyās side. Part of him knew that Billy was already dead when he got there -- but that didnāt stop Steve from trying. He tried so hard to get Billy to come back -- screaming the other boys name -- but then Calahan was there, pulling Steve away.Ā
Everything else was a blur after that. He still had dreams about Billy. Those were the only thing he really looked forward too for the first few months. Eventually though, he moved on. He quit moping and Robin talked him into getting a new job. Things were looking up for the first time in months -- and then his world stopped again.Ā
He knew the roar of the camaro better than anyone. He knew exactly what it sounded like when Billy came speeding down the road to see him. So when he heard the camaro pull into his yard, his chest tightened.Ā
He jumps when he hears the knock on his door. He figured it was Max, coming over to show him how much sheād done to the camaro. Until he opened the door and was greeted by the boy whoād heād felt leave his body all those months ago.Ā
Part of Steve wanted to be angry -- wanted to scream and punch and push Billy away. But a bigger part of Steve just wanted to cry.Ā āB-Billy?ā The lump in his throat was hard to talk around.Ā
It takes a lot of his will power not to fling himself onto Billy. It takes a whole lot not to pull Billy close and hold him. God, Steve wanted to fucking hold him.Ā
Before Billy even has time to answer Steve -- Steveās already talking again, his voice wavering.Ā āBilly -- I saw you. I felt you die on the linoleum floor of that stupid fucking mall. I watched you die --Ā ā Broken sob that heād been holding back since he laid his eyes on Billy finally escapes him, hand coming up to wipe the tears away from his face.Ā āBilly -- Please talk to me --Ā āĀ
