the eye-roll is mirrored right back to elliot as billy shuffles in his bed, allowing space for the other slender teen. a huff of half-feigned amusement leaves his lips, but even billy bloom - master of the charade - cannot hide his smile once elliot is next to him. “ oh my dear. whatever you need to tell yourself to feel better. as if this isn’t just about me being kind to your poor back. ”
“ but you’re more than welcome to believe that this is all for my benefit.” billy moves a touch closer, grinning as he does. “ here, i’ll even help. -- i detest being alone in this house and in this bed and i like you.” the how's and why's of the last statement will not be delved into just yet. head flops onto elliot’s shoulder, the smell of freshly washed, bergamot scented hair wafting gently in his direction as he looks up. the remains of today’s makeup smudged and soft, making his eyes look an even brighter blue.
“besides, my only other friend here kicks in her sleep so... you’re a more suitable candidate.”
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