Virus (Sequel To 'A Malfunction?')(Bonnie x Reader)

Chapter 18: Silence Is Loud

Being blind isn't something you get perfectly used to quickly nor is it easy to accept when you've spent most of your life with the ability to see, but – in some twisted way – Bonnie's lucky since the virus is clouding everything so he's able to adjust fairly soon. It's only really when he wakes up that the shock and confusion hit him, but it doesn't last long, especially when he feels you next to him. Sometimes you're awake, sometimes you're not. Sometimes you're sitting up, sometimes laying down. Bonnie notices these things – more than usual – and he overthinks every part, from your position right down to your breathing. It's somehow fascinating. How often you shift slightly, move positions or change your breathing patterns is so interesting. It's probably due to all his other senses being heightened so nothing feels the same as it was. He's not necessarily complaining, however, since it just makes getting close to you so much better. Maybe he's just crazy.

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If that is the case then the only thing crazier than him is the arguments between you and your dad. A lot of them are over little things that ultimately don't matter – only some have any amount of importance – so Bonnie can't help but feel you two are just arguing for the sake of arguing. All he really knows is that he hates it, especially since some of the things your dad says to you – in Bonnie's opinion – are too much. You don't seem to have any issue with it but he doesn't care. You don't deserve those words, hurtful or not. It's one of the reasons he's so persistent in getting you outside and away from the house. You mentioned an open meadow of sorts that's not too far away so that's the desired destination. Free from everything – almost. The main thing to be free from is the house and your dad, but the issue is that you'll both only be away for a short time before having to return eventually which will result in going back into the exact same routine of arguments. This small break that's about to happen will soon become meaningless. Great. Despite this, however, Bonnie's still adamant about leaving since in his mind it'll be better than doing nothing, and plus he doesn't want to be in the house anymore as he's been stuck inside for five days. That doesn't sound like a lot but when looking at the situation – it is.

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Bonnie continues to gently tug at your arm as you tell him that you are in fact going and to relax. He doesn't stop, however, as if making sure that you won't change your mind.

"Where are you two going?" your dad asks.

"Away," you say.

Before any sort of argument even has the chance of starting, Bonnie grabs your arm and pulls you out the door, holding out a hand in front of him so as to not bump into anything. Maybe it's too much but that isn't his concern right now.

"Bonnie, slow down." You pull him back slightly. "There's no rush, we'll be there soon."

All he does is mumble incoherently and entangle his arm with yours in a way that allows him to still hold your hand. He's not going to deny that he's rushing, mainly because he doesn't know why, but there isn't any reason for him to do so. Yes, he wants to get out and away from the house, but that's in the process of being completed fairly quickly. Though he doesn't know how far away this open area is, you've told him multiple times that it isn't far.

"How long will we be walking?" he asks.

"Uh, not long I'm guessing. It'll be five minutes at most."

Bonnie tries to speed up his pace by the tiniest amount in an attempt to make sure you don't notice. It's stupid what he's doing – he knows it – but despite this, he can't stop and so every so often he'll speed up a bit, so small you don't notice, until you eventually do, resetting his progress. It's almost like a game, in a strange way, so he can't help but feel like he's having fun. He always tries to beat his score with how fast he can get before you slow him down, count how long it lasts and always smiles when he gets further than before. It's much more entertaining than anything else on this walk. That's all he wants. Something to do. He doesn't want everything to turn into a waiting game during these three weeks as it'll serve as a nice distraction to what's happening, and plus it'll just be boring if he doesn't. Sitting at home, slowly getting consumed by the virus before he's fully infected, only for who knows what will happen just sounds depressing. It's just that something in him is stirring and begging to keep moving, to be entertained, or for something to happen. Keep going. Bend. Break. Hurt.