a/n: i don't think i've written a freebat first kiss fic yet, so i'm fixing that now. set post-movie (like around the same time of year we're in now), but it's basically spoiler-free. (unless you don't billy is shazam, in which case, surprise!)
it's early in the morning when billy returns to his and freddy’s room. the sun is just peeking over the horizon, turning the sky into a blend of oranges, pinks, and yellows. billy squeezes through the open window that freddy had left for him, though the gap seems to be smaller and smaller each time he returns home. (is he magically gaining more muscle?) his gaze falls onto freddy’s sleeping form and he takes a deep breath, shutting his eyes and wishing for the lightning to be just as quiet as he softly whispers, “shazam.” the bolt strikes through the opening of the window, keeping the rest of the room intact as billy turns back into his regular self. (he wouldn't dare make that mistake twice.) he still hears the crack of the lightning as it strikes into the room and he mentally curses out the gods for not being more quiet.
“billy?” freddy says sleepily, yawning and rubbing his eyes as he rolls over to face his roommate. “is that you?” billy’s heart starts to race as he looks at freddy, his curls all mussed up, voice deeper and raspy from hours of not being used. billy forces himself to look away, turning and returning to the window to close it.
“yeah,” he says, voice soft. he shivers as the motion of shutting the window sends a small puff of wind in his direction, the chilly early spring air raising goosebumps on his skin. he turns back towards freddy, unable to stop himself from smiling as he notices the pile of blankets freddy’s managed to bury himself under. “it’s me. i’m home now. go back to sleep.”
“okay,” freddy says. “did you fight any bad guys?” billy laughs.
“no,” he says, walking towards the ladder and climbing up to his bunk, not even bothering to change out of the streetclothes he still wears from the previous day. “it was a pretty quiet night, actually. helped a woman not get her purse stolen.” freddy yawns.
“good for you,” he says. billy smiles. a silence falls over the room and billy assumes freddy’s drifted off again. he shuts his own eyes and takes a deep breath in an attempt to relax.
“billy?” freddy asks a few moments later.
“c-can you sleep with me?”
billy’s heart beats faster again. the last time he’d slept with freddy in his bunk, it was after a bad beating from those two jerks at school. billy only laid with freddy because he’d helped tend to his wounds and freddy needed the comfort. but freddy wasn't hurt now, was he?
“sure,” billy says. he could never say no to freddy. he rolls over and climbs back down the ladder. freddy already made space for him on his bunk, so billy lays down next to him. freddy throws an arm around his waist, resting his head atop billy’s shoulder.
“goodnight, billy,” he says, eyes shut. billy swallows.
again, they’re quiet for a few moments, until freddy picks his head up and says, “you’re heart’s beating really fast. is something wrong?”
“no,” billy says, his voice cracking. freakin’ puberty. “i’m fine. promise.”
“did something happen last night?” freddy asks, sensing billy’s lie. “did i do something?”
“no,” billy says a little too quickly. “i’m fine. really.” freddy sighs.
“i like you, okay?” billy finally slaps. freddy’s eyes widen at that. billy avoids his gaze, looking down at the comforter. “gosh, do you have the lasso of truth hidden here or something?”
“why didn't you just tell me?”
“‘cause you don't like me back.”
freddy laughs. “you’re an idiot.”
billy lifts his head up. “what--?”
his words are cut off by freddy leaning forward and kissing him on the lips, his hands clutching onto the collar of billy’s red sweatshirt. billy blinks a few times in shock, and his hands hover in midair before settling on freddy’s back as he returns the kiss. they part a few moments later.
“so you like me too?” billy asks sheepishly.
“duh!” freddy says. “i have for a while. even on your first day, i was, like, trying to impress you and stuff. and then you became a superhero who was way cooler than me, so i stopped trying, but, yeah. i like you a lot. and not just because of the superhero thing.” billy laughs. suddenly, freddy yawns again.
“can we go back to sleep now?” he asks. billy smiles.
“yeah,” he says. he lays back down and freddy joins him, resting his head against his shoulder and wrapping an arm around his waist just like before.
“goodnight, billy,” freddy says again. billy turns his head and brushes a kiss against freddy’s forehead.
“goodnight, freddy,” he says. freddy smiles and slides in closer. the two fall asleep not too long later, both with smiles on their faces.
