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Stu & Billy x Male Reader

Requested by AjaxTheGamer

I'm sorry this took so long to get done I just kept getting stuck while writing it. I'll be working on editing it tomorrow just thought I'd post it before I went to bed because why not. 

Has carving initials and some tsundere themes in it. 

Your laugh burned into Stu's and Billy's chest. Like a knife slowly twisting the love they had for you into disgusting jealousy that had the two boys seething from where they stood.

Arms rested on your shoulders, a head resting on yours. It was "Too close," as Stu had noted, his fists balling by his side and jaw hardening. Billy was quick to agree as his feet had flown forward not matching the speed at which his fist moved. Colliding with the person who was practically breathing down your neck, sending them spiraling to the ground.

"Billy!" you had yelled, pushing on his chest all while glaring at him. You were mad?! Billy thought in exasperation one of his hands gripping your wrist. It was a painfully hold– Billy wanted it to be.

Stu was quick to move behind you as Billy dragged you from the crowded room filled with intoxicated people who gawked at the spectacle. "You can't just punch people!" you exclaimed finally pulling your hand free only to stumble back to Stu's chest.

"I wasn't just punching people [Y/n]." Billy shouted making you flinch further into Stu whose hands curled around your shoulders. Nails digging into your upper arms. "I punched the idiot who was rubbing up on you."

"Rubbing up against our property like he fucking owned you!" Billy's voice was harsh and cut your eardrums.

"Oh, and you own me?" you spat back, pulling yourself out of Stu's hold to take a few steps forward. You were nose to nose with Billy a challenging look on your face. "You and Stu don't own me." you spat "I can do whatever the fuck I want, and for your information, Billy that person 'rubbing up on me was my friend. Nothing more."

Billy laughed out "Oh really, friends?" he mused cracking your confidence and poking holes in what you were sure was an innocent friendship. "Yes," you responded your voice quiet, eyes darting away from the man in front of you.

"It doesn't matter, you should have talked to me before just punching the guy!" at this Billy's eyebrows furrowed "And said what?" suddenly Billy's demeanor changed, a faux smile and cheery voice put on "Hey [Y/n], that friend you have, yeah, he's practically dry humping you like a dog in the middle of the party! Now move so I can respectfully break his nose?"

"Anything would have been better than you just punching him!" your fists met Billy's chest sending the man a few steps back. His shock was clear as day on his face. Before either of them could say another word you were rushing away. Fed up with both of them, Billy for being an ass and Stu for not defending you.

They watched you go, anger and betrayal on their faces.

It's been a week since that party and Stu and Billy have been growing increasingly aggravated. You were ignoring them. Skirting around the duo like they were the plague– running the other way with your nose scrunched up at the mere sight of them both. To make matters worse your friend, who now has a broken nose much to Billy's glee, has only been getting closer to you in their absence.