Death of Me
Rating: M |substance abuse|
Pairing: Ford Pines & Stan Pines |GEN|
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, AU
ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28946787
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“Why’d you do it Stanley?,” It comes out sort of slurred, the buzz from the alcohol can almost be felt in the air surrounding the words.
“Dun what, Sixer?” Stan asks, a look of total blankness on his face, clueless of any answer to Ford’s vague question. He’s definitely less gone than his brother, years of binge drinking bringing his tolerance up higher than one should ever be proud of. There’s a sweltering tension hanging in the room, like a summer’s day where the heat waves can be seen rising off the sidewalk. It feels like it could easily stay, go unnoticed and unmentioned, but heat is hard to ignore when it’s burning skin.
“Why did you ruin my science fair project?”
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