Newsies one-shots

As long as you're here || Sprace

"What the hell are you talking about?!"
"You can't just come barging in on Jo Jo's party an hour late, without giving us a heads up about where you've been!"
"He said he didn't mind!"
"Race, don't be stupid. You know damn well he's to nice to say how he actually feels."
"Then he should have told me so!"
"You know what! This is not the only time something like this happened. Remember when we were supposed to go to the park with Elmer and Albert, but you didn't care to show up? I told them you were home sick! I don't even know where you were."
"O come on. It happened like two times. It's not that big of a deal."
It happened TEN times this month!" Spot threw his hands in the air and sat down on their couch. They've just gotten home from the party at Jo Jo's and were fighting (again).
"Yeah, and you are the 'o so perfect' Spot Conlon. You do everything right." Sarcasm was dripping from Race's tongue.
"I never said that."
"ow about the time when you told me you were going to clean the dishes, but never did it? Or the time you were supposed to pick me up and forgot? I didn't yell at you for that!"
Spot was done with it.
"You know what: SCREW YOU! I'm leaving!"
"FINE! I don't need you anyways."
"Neither do I!"
"It's okay. I understand. You can leave. The all do."
"FINE!"
"FINE!" Race yelled back as Spot stormed into their bedroom. He looked through the crack of the door as Spot grabbed a suitcase and stuffed some of his clothes in it. A tear rolled down Race's cheek. He wiped it away as soon as Spot re-entered the room.
"Why can't you try to just be on time for once and see that you are hurting people with your laziness?" Spot asked while he set on foot out of the door.
"Can't you see that I'm trying?"
"Apparently not." With that, Spot closed the door.

Tears fell down Race's face as he crashed onto the couch. The silent tears turned into sobs and the sobs soon turned into screams, which were muffled by a pillow.

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Spot rang the bell of the apartment he now stood in front of. He had lost track of where he was until the door opened and it showed Jack's face. Spot and Jack had become close friends over the years he had been with Race and it was no wonder that he managed to end up there.
"Spot. Hey." Jack greeted confused. "Everything alright?" That's when tears started falling down from Spot's eyes.
"No. It isn't." Spot wasn't really a hug person, but Jack knew he could use one. He wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and hugged tightly. He was surprised when he felt the hug being returned.
"How about you tell me what's wrong and I let Dave make some hot chocolate." Spot nodded and unwrapped himself from the hug. Jack took the suitcase from him and guided the still crying boy into the living room.
"DAVE! Can you make Spot and me some hot chocolate?" Jack yelled towards the kitchen.
"Spot?!" Davey stuck his head out of the kitchen to look at their friend. "It's coming right away." He said quickly and it took only a few seconds when they heard the milk being pored into cups.
"What's up with the suitcase?" Jack asked when he put it down next to the couch and guided Spot into a sitting position.
"I- I think I left."
"What do you mean: you think."
"I walked out with- I walked away with that suitcase full of clothes."
"What happened?" Davey asked when he came in with three cups and some cookies.
"We were fighting. I yelled then he yelled. It was about him being late again and hurting his friends and me with it. I'm just sick of lying about it. It got me wandering about why he's always late. I- I think he might be cheating on me and-"
"Spot, breath." Jack interrupted him. Spot was on the verge of hyperventilating.
"What do you say if you sleep here on the couch tonight and talk to Race tomorrow." Davey suggested. Spot nodded slightly. He didn't want to talk to Race, but he knew he should.
"I say we put on Frozen. It's 19:00 pm." Jack didn't wait for them to answer and he put on Frozen while taking a sip of his hot chocolate.

Spot fell asleep halfway during the movie. Jack and Davey turned of the tv, put the dirty dishes in the kitchen and headed of to bed. They heard a few sniffles coming from the living room, but decided to ignore it and leave Spot alone.

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"Race. Please let me in." Spot knocked on their apartment door. Jack and Davey had suggested he had declined the offer. The door slowly opened.
"I'm sorry." Race whispered as he looked into Spot's eyes. Both of their eyes were red and puffy, but neither had tears left to fall down.
"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have walked away like that. I should have talked to you." Spot was quick to embrace Race in a hug. "I thought you were cheating on me." He whispered softly.
"What?!" Race pulled away from shock. "Why would you think that?"
"I don't know. You are most of the time late from work, you go to places I don't know and-" This time it was Race who was quick as he pulled Spot in to a kiss.
"I would never, and I mean NEVER, cheat on you. It's just that I have a lot of work and I sometimes go drinking with some colleagues. Don't worry about that though, 'cause most of tem are women." Race joked. Spot let out a short snort as he pushed them both into the apartment.
"THAT WAS SO CUTE!" They heard Romeo yell at them before Spot closed the door.
"Why do we live in the same building as Specs and Romeo?" Race questioned with a chuckle.
"I don't know, but I don't care as long as you're here."