Yet another Lil’ Naj Thing
(This time it has nothing to do with Exterminatus)
“I love you”
It really sounded fake. Blur had heard those words a thousand times, he really couldn’t believe he was hearing them from anyone. His dad certainly never said that.
It was quite jarring to hear, around school, during lunch, after school, late at night, early morning. Every time, it was from the same person. He’d heard it possibly hundreds of times, this declaration of love he knew he felt back, and yet he’s never said it.
This person had essentially saved them. Took them in, in a way. Gave them new friends, new love, a new outlook on life. He didn’t have to care about what his dad thought anymore, because he has people to defend him. He has Creator.
Blur isn’t very popular, or charismatic, or funny, or entertaining to be around. He’s not even that positive. And yet, he’s showered with praise, he’d call it annoying if it’s source wasn’t Creator.
Blur isn’t alright, there are things that he just can’t fix, trauma and anguish. But, this pain subsides a little, because Creator is there to make him happy, because he loves him.
Cold dark nights don’t scare him so much, because Creator is there to keep him company, wether in person or not. Because he loves him.
Bullies aren’t so much of a problem anymore, because Creator is there to defend him, because he loves him.
And Blur loves him back.
Blur loves Creator, and Creator loves Blur.
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Naj - @ehhh??
Creator - @me
Blur - @multifandomjunk / @askblurredsans