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          HER WALKMAN COVERS HER EARS, head bobbing gently to the music that plays. she’s focusing on her own homework, a textbook open next to her as she sketches in her own black notebook. there’s someone who sits across from her, but it’s not enough to pull the studious brunette from her work. when they poke at her chemistry textbook she finally looks up and blushes. 

          ‘ STEVE. HEY. ’ she hums softly, looking up with rose colored cheeks and a kind smile. she pulls off her headphones, the cure quietly playing in the background before she turns off the walkman. ‘ didn’t expect you to be in the library, didn’t think you knew it existed. ’

@farrahsmess // plotted.

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          PICTURE PERFECT DAY .      one or two clouds in the blue sky,   warm sunshine like a blanket of TEMPORARY happiness upon the two boys who seem to be the only ones in this field.     cole could still feel the chill of strawberry ice cream on his tongue,   he glances over to his brother who has made QUITE THE MESS, dried chocolate ice cream circling the outside of his mouth.      it provokes a laugh from the older harrington,   his shoulder nudging against steve’s,   unwilling to say anything about it however.   the day was perfect,   chocolate on steve’s face wasn’t ruining it,   only adding to the memory cole is committing to mind. 

                                   ‘ there’s no where else i’d rather be, ’    eye contact isn’t made, cole looks out to the trees lining the open field instead.     clinging to this moment.

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      ‘ steve,    wait   -----  ! ’       he jogs after the other,    following him after he stood & walked out of dinner after their neighbour couldn’t keep his mouth shut about cole’s recent trip to the hospital.    ‘ come on,   it wasn’t anything serious.   if it was,   you know someone would of called you ! ’     the desperation to be BELIEVED by the younger male is RADIATING off cole..    ‘ please,  just -- stop for a second. ’

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         BRUISES & CUTS still blemish pale skin,     indents of steve’s fists shown in glorious greens, purples & reds.     with time to think over what happened on christmas,   cole’s bitterness & anger grew   ------   steve’s words only adding fuel to the never ending fire in cole’s gut.       ' you’re a fucking liar. ’    WORDS ARE COLD,    akin to the way the younger sounded sitting over cole in the snow.  the officer knows he shouldn’t react like this,    specially when he was ready to accept death in the moment,   but his emotions only grow more & more complicated with each day.       ‘ get out of my way. ’

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season three spoiler : steve literally KILLS billy because billy hits cole 

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         it    had     been     seventy     two     hours     since     he     had     even     stepped     foot     into     the     family     home     again.        three     days     of     panic     attacks,     over-thinking     &     excessive     drug     use     to     try     &     come     to     terms     with     the     fact     cole’s     baby     brother     found     him     beneath     another     guy.        the     idea     of     his     family     finding     out     about     his     secret     was     something     that     he     had     nightmares     about .            he     KNOWS     they     need     to     talk     about     it,      cole     needs     to     gauge     how     much     steve     is     disgusted     by     him,        needs     to     know     if     he     can     fix      this.  

                          after     a     barely-there     knock     on     steve’s     bedroom     door,      cole     lets     himself     in     ( something     they     should     both     learn     not     to     do     anymore )     &     stands     with     his     hands     behind     his     back,     making     eye     contact     for     barely     a     moment     before     brown     eyes     found     anything     else     to     focus     on. 

                          ‘ we     should     talk.              about     what     happened,     what     you     saw. ’

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     HE’S QUIET, but only for a quick second. A bit confused, yet only because he’s used to their being a  r e a c t i o n  from those he came up to. Brows furrow, how can he get something out of him? ❝ What? I can’t get a hell yeah? ❞ Say it Steve, say it, it’ll brighten your mood. Everyone needs a hell yeah.