stranger- stenbrough

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stan was laughing at a joke victor made.

"i'm serious! what if spiders are really dumb, and they can't see anything."

"i don't think that's how spiders work vic."

victor stopped, he looked at stan and then looked down and smiled.

he liked the nickname he gave him.

"so... we here yet?"

"don't change the subject victor, there's no way spiders are dumb."

"they are!"

victor started to laugh.

stan giggled along.

"you know i'm... i'm sorry you had to live under henry's roof for all these years."

"it's okay, really. because i learned to deal with it."

stan nodded.

"i'm just happy your free now."

"yeah..."

stan parked the car at a spot with a bench.

"i went here with bill one day, it was really pretty."

"woah."

stan sat on the bench.

"you can spot birds here. i like birds like a lot."

victor sat next to stan.

"yeah i know."

"really? i just- i never tell anyone."

"bird boy... that's what people would call you."

victor looked over at stan.

"oh yeah, forgot about that nickname."

"yeah, henry made it."

"of course he did. you know my favorite bird is-

"blue bird, right?"

"i- uhm yes, how did you know-

"i do a lot of research."

"on me?"

stan pointed to himself.

victor laughed.

"i guess."

"stalker."

victor punched him lightly.

or that's what victor thought.

stan was strong, but was most definitely weak to someone like victor.

he rubbed his arm.

"ow..."

"oh i'm sorry, didn't mean to hit you that hard."

"no, i'm just weak."

"you know, i have some sort of interest in bugs, but henry didn't want me liking that stuff."

"well your free now, so you be you."

"yeah..."

-

"come on victor stop staring at those stupid caterpillars."

"they just... they look so pretty!"

"okay and? stop being a werido. if your interested in shit like this your a werido."

"i'm not a werido i just like this bug."

"well stop liking them or i won't be your friend."

henry stepped on the multi legged worm.

victor gasped, he got up and crossed his arms.

"come on victor, let's go find patrick."

-

"hey? everything alright?"

"wha-what oh uhm yeah i'm okay."

"okay, you wanna go back home?"

"uh actually, i need to ask you something."

"oh sure what is it."

"i- stan... do you think i'm a bad person?"

"what? no not at all. why do you even say that?"

"cause i'm done some bad things."

"well i know that. and you know what? that's all in your past now. so forget about and move on."

"i cuh-can't that's the problem."

"well, victor."

stan put both his arms on victors shoulders.

"you'll be okay."

"will i?"

"yes, and  i'll be there for you i promise."

victor smiled a bit.

"thanks."

stan nodded slightly.

victor leaned in a little bit.

he looked down at stans lips and then back at his eyes.

stan let go of holding victors shoulders.

victor pushed his lips on stans.

stan put his hand on his waist.

victor put his hand on stans hair.

his hand getting caught into his hair.

stan moves his head into kissing victor.

almost like he, enjoyed it.

stan kept kissing.

it went on for minutes.

"stuh-stan?"

stan stopped kissing and looked over to see bill holding onto his bike.

he looked sad.

"bill?"

"we're you kuh-kissing victor?"

stan looked down and gulped.

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