The Stars Shine Brightly in Your Eyes

by NYX_W0AH

Notes:

Uhhh im on the aroace spectrum so im not good with romance

 

"why the hell do i keep writing romance then," you ask

cause i like torturing myself or smth idk

Chapter 1: I Feel Disgusting..

Blot lay curled up on his bed, ichor tears streaming down his face.

"..kcuF" He mumbled, holding his arms close to his body despite the pain of the cuts. He rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling, legs hanging off the side and arms spread out.

"..hgU.. em yhW .doG" He asked into the air. It didn't answer. It didn't have to.

He was cursed. Cursed to forever speak like this, cut off from half the toons.

He had taken off his shirt in fear of getting it dirtied, only wearing sweatpants and his binder. He had old cuts on his torso and arms, only a few new ones on the underside of his wrist.

".yeooL ees dluohs I.." Blot said to himself, sitting up and reaching for the bandages he kept in his bedside drawer. He wrapped his arms carefully, though he noticed he needed more bandages. He'd have to 'borrow' a bit from Cosmo and Sprout again. It's a shock they haven't noticed yet.

He was lost in thought as he finished bandaging himself. Muscle memory at this point. He stood up and grabbed a long sleeve black shirt with a cat on it. Looey gave it to him, it was special...

God. He had to see him.

He pretty much sprinted to Looey's room, his tears long dried. He almost fell as he stopped outside the door. He knocked softly, leaving a small black mark on the door. He hated it. He hated how he messed everything he touched up. He was wearing slippers so the floors at the least weren't dirty..

The door cracked open as the balloon peeked from behind it. He quickly realized who stood on the other side and threw it open, pretty much jumping onto Blot as he threw his arms around him, "Blot! God, I missed you buddy!"

Chapter 2: Comfort is a Trick

This is what Blot needed. A hug. Thank god he went to Looey. He wanted to hug him back but he was so, so scared of getting Looey's crop top dirty with his hands. He didn't want to ruin this.

The hug lasted for maybe a bit longer than normal 'bro' hugs should last, but god, did it feel good.

"What brings you over here?" Looey asked, slowly letting Blot out of his hug. He was so kind... God what was this feeling that ate at him whenever they saw eachother.

".uoy ees ot detnaW" Blot smiled. He wondered in the back of his mind if Looey ever felt whatever he did when they had a passing glance in the hall, talked to eachother at dinner, chatting as they waited for breakfast...

"Wanna watch a movie?" Looey asked, grabbing his wrists softly to drag him into his room. It still hurt like hell. He kept from wincing as best he could.

"!seY" He said, trying his best to make his smile not waver.

Looey went to just holding one of Blot's hands as he brought them to his bed to lay down and watch a movie together.

They did this often.. But the last few times had felt different.

He sat Blot down and let his hand go, Blot noticed it was pretty much stained and almost started sobbing right there and then. Looey arranged his pillows and flopped down on the bed, taking Blot with him.

"You almost almost always fall asleep in here and spend the night... It isn't safe to sleep in a binder, y'know blot?" He asked, clearly worrying for Blot's health.

"?yhW... haeY" He responded, laying next to him as Looey tilted his head to look at him. God. He looked adorable... What was that thought? Fuck.. What?

"Do you feel comfortable taking it off? I'll look away as you change, of course. I just worry fir your health man..."

"eruS.. haeY-Y" Blot said, feeling self-conscious again. He couldn't handle his chest being unflat, especially infront of his best friend, but he understood it was for the best.

He got up and went to the corner, ".yawa kooL, esaelP" Blot said, pointing the opposite direction from which he was changing.

He quickly took off his binder and put back on his sweater. He did it quick enough to hope that Looey hadn't seen the cuts if he for whatever reason looked back, "enoD"

Looey looked back to him, laying down under the blanket and inviting Blot under it aswell, "X-men?"

Blot nodded enthusiastically as he got under the blanket, X-men were probably his favorite movie, he related to them a lot.

As they watched the movie they cuddled closer, quickly falling asleep.

Blot's peace didn't go into his sleep.