Needy + Tony the Tiger for the banned post
Eyyy! I've come to deliver the goods xD This was such a fun topic to work with, so I hope you enjoy the lil fic I mustered up c: Cheers!
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Billy knows Steve can be very whiny sometimes. Not necessarily in a bad way, but the boy is just very needy and seeking attention. It makes sense, what with his parents being complete assholes and barely minding Steve. Billy is more than happy to comply and give Steve all his attention, because he loves the motherfucker and wants the absolute best for him.
However…this particular time was getting a bit frustrating since he was trying to get ready for bed early. He wanted to have a proper eye shut because the local hobby shop actually gave him a shot in their business, and his job interview was tomorrow morning. But Steve wouldn’t let him get off the phone unless he paid him a visit right now. To cuddle.
“It’s okay, babycakes. I know you’ve had a rough day, but I promise I’ll just visit you tomorrow right after my interview.”
“I don’t want to say I’m a mess…” Steve seemed to ignore the comment where Billy wasn’t planning on going over tonight. “...but I potentially have been crying for the last fifteen minutes.” Steve was teary-eyed on the other line and Billy could never say ‘no’ to Steve when the boy was having a bit of a break-down.
Billy sighs into the telephone. “Okay, Bambi. I’ll go over right now, but you have to promise me not to keep me up all night!”
“I promise!”
“I mean it, you little ghoul.” Billy hears Steve chuckle at the name calling, and smiles to himself. After the goodbyes, he hangs up lightly and makes his way upstairs to get into some PJs.
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Steve hears the line go dead, and he gently hangs up the phone while still laying in bed. He wasn’t manipulating Billy, was he? He doesn’t think so. His intentions were not malicious; he was just feeling very broken after his dad bombarded him with questions about getting a “real job” and what not. He just wants to leave this stupid house as soon as he possibly can and maybe live with Robin (and her girlfriend) as well as with Billy. They could be a happy, gay family sharing bills and memories. Steve hugged his pillow while thinking about all these things, and tried his best to stop sniffling about before Billy came over. Instead he tried picturing what their home decor would look like, what movies they would watch on Friday nights, and what pets they would be getting.
Suddenly a tap on the window pulled Steve out of the clouds.
He happily got off the bed to let dear Billy and his agile body inside his room.
“Hey, pretty face.” Billy greeted him with a kiss on the forehead. “Hope I didn’t take long.”
“Not at all, Bill.” He smiled and eyed Billy’s pijamas closely. “What’s with the backpack?” Steve mentioned, as Billy set the bag down.
“Just a couple things I’ll need for the interview tomorrow.”
“Oh! You’re spending the night?” Steve said excitedly and sat back down on his bed.
“Yeah, I have to be at the mall at 9am so I figured your dad won’t even notice I was here if I leave early enough.” Billy got on his knees and began fiddling with the zipper on the backpack.
“Most definitely! I’m so glad you’re spending the night instead. I think I’d cry again if you…left.” Steve gets baffled when Tony the Tiger pops out of Billy’s backpack. “What the hell is that?”
“You didn’t let me finish ‘getting ready’ for bed, so I thought it’d be okay if I brought my pre-sleep snack here.” Billy placed the Frosted Flakes™ box on the carpet floor and began taking out a ceramic bowl. “Heck, I could even have this for breakfast tomorrow as well.” And finally the half-gallon of milk container made it out of the backpack.
“Jesus, Bill…why did you bring a milk carton?!”
“I thought you’d be too chicken to run down for some milk in your fridge, so I just brought my own.” He begins shaking the box of cereal over his bowl, letting the gleaming flakes fall inside. “There’s not a lot of milk left anyways. Perhaps enough for a bowl and a half.”
“It…it’s going to be warm tomorrow morning.”
“Shit…you’re right.” Steve laughs at Billy’s realisation. “Guess I’ll just buy something on the way to the mall instead.” Billy pours the milk next, and Steve loves seeing his rings contrast against the milk carton. “You want some?” Billy asks after shoving a spoonful into his mouth and Steve can’t help but blush at Billy’s cuteness.
“Sure, I’ll take a bite.” Steve goes to sit on the floor with Billy and the strong boy places the spoon eagerly close to his mouth. Steve thinks being fed is more intimate than it should be, but then again, what isn’t intimate between him and Billy?
“You’re as sweet as this stupid cereal.” Steve says after a mouthful, and Billy nudges his elbow into Steve’s ribs.
“Well, you’re as needy as a cat during mating season.” Steve almost spits chewed up cereal bits on Billy’s face, but instead his mouth goes agape. “But I love it.” Billy goes to kiss the brunette’s frosted touched lips, and totally gets his tongue in there to fully envelop them both in the sweet flavour of concentrated sugar.
They deepen the kiss and go at it for a while, to the point where the cereal starts to get soggy in Billy’s blue bowl.
“I wanted you to come over so we could cuddle.” Steve breaks the kiss. “But this is probably better.”
“No worries, sweet stuff. I plan on cuddling you in bed as well.”
Steve smiles at that, and even though he’s feeling a sugar high right now, he knows they’ll be sleeping like a couple of lovebirds in the sweet embrace of sugary love.
