dean saying “killing that guy, killing meg. i didn’t hesitate, i didn’t even flinch. for you or dad, the things im willing to do or kill.. it just scares me sometimes” like oooo wow i love how perfectly normal and healthy he is <3
Happy Birthday Yourself YS Silly Billy from Hit Single Real I love you thank god for me falling into your trap because I would not be anywhere near here at all if it wasn't for this freaky white boy fucker and his mod
BFs in this One-Shot: Biff (PoPr!BF, mine), Yourself (YS)
It was hard to make yourself forget what day it was when the memory of it burned so much into your brain. Oh well. It wasn’t really as bad as the day that he lost his girlfriend, at least today wasn’t that day. But it was a different shitty kind of day that, ironically, YS would learn later that he shared the same sentiment with his counterpart over. Speaking of his counterpart…
“Hey! What’re you doing lying here all mopey and down? Don’t you know what day it is?!” Biff hollered, strolling through the mirror and trying to rile up his big brother.
“Eh?” YS mumbled back in reply. How’d he know what day it was, anyway? He didn’t recall telling the other what today was. Had he? Might’ve just been another thing he’d forgotten about. It had been a rather… interesting year.
“Get up you big lug! We should celebrate or something! Or just… yknow, hang out, if you’re up for it. It’s an important day for both of us after all!” Biff replied with insistence, jumping over on top of YS. “Come onnnn, I’ll start shaking you! I’ll put on the watermelon song, don’t test me!”
Both of them? Okay, what the fuck was little man talking about? “You’ve lost me. I thought I knew what you were talking about but then you said both of us and I’m now confused. Yours isn’t today. What’s today, exactly?”
Biff paused, pouting and sliding off his back. “You don’t remember? It’s been a year since we met. Granted, you did smack me across a room and seemingly wanted to maybe hurt me after the fight. Well, that’s what I was scared of at least. But you didn’t. And now you’re one of the most important people in my life and… I hope I’m the same to you. Never had someone to call my other half in the literal sense. But yeah! We met a year ago today! Did you forget?”
Oh shit. “Ah… fuck, sorta.” Damn, he really had done all that on the same day as his birthday, hadn’t he? It was coming back to him a little now. His birthday wasn’t the worst day compared to losing HS. But it wasn’t that far off, because well… it was one thing to not care about one’s birthday, but it was entirely different to realize who you were suddenly missing on a day that you’d usually only find good due to the people you surround yourself with.
“Hey… you alright?” Biff asked, tone worried. “You seem way more distracted than usual. Can I ask what you’re thinking about?”
“Mm… Well. I don’t talk much about things, but. I forgot that I’d traveled to fight you on the same day as, well…”
“Same day?”
“...Today’s my birthday.” YS admitted after a short pause. “I’m twenty-one today. It’s uh… well, I didn’t have a great time last year. Suffering the loss of HS, realizing that I was alone without her to cheer me up. I think I got a little insane. Lost my mind and went off the rails, and you know where that all went after.”
“Oh.” Biff breathed out in response. “Hey, well… it wasn’t so bad, right? I mean, you obviously never planned for it to end up this way originally, but you and I got to meet. You weren’t all that alone on your birthday. You had me even if you didn’t meant for it.”
Heh… Suppose he was right. “Yeah. I did. I wasn’t in my right mind though. I don’t remember much of that day as it is. Don’t really remember what we talked about after the battle we had. Don’t remember what I did after I left you in the mirror house.”
“Well that sucks.” Biff insisted. “You know, honestly, I don’t really like my birthday either. You actually missed it a few months ago but I don’t blame you, I don’t really like talking about it. Cherry and Pico remembered it when I didn’t. They helped me have a good birthday even when I didn’t want to do anything. Do you think you’d… let me do that for you?”
YS shrugged, snuggling himself further into his bed. “I don’t know, little man. Not really up for some grand gestures or anything all that exciting. Suppose it’s legal for me to drink now, as if that law ever really stopped any of us from doing it. Not sure if I’m up to getting myself mega wasted and killing my brain. I kinda just wanna lay here until it’s tomorrow. So I just don’t have to think about it and continue on like nothing.”
Biff crawled back on top of YS, flattening himself against the other’s back. “We can do that. We can just do jackshit nothing and call today any other day. But it’s still important. It doesn’t have to be your birthday, but it’s still the day we met. I wanna hang out with you. Is that okay at least?”
The angel yawned, nodding. “Yeah. I like the company. It’s been a little since we got to just hang out together too. I love all of our brothers, but I don’t think I’m up for a lot of company today. Just yours sounds nice. It’s a little different from everyone else. Love them to bits, but only you are the other side of our shared coin.”
Biff smiled, wiggling up to be able to see YS’s face a bit more. “You know, as fucked as it sounds, I’m glad you lost your mind a year ago and went to come find me. It’s been a wild year and I’ve had some pretty shit low points. You were there for me when you had no real obligation. Well, you didn’t originally. I guess you do now since the whole angel thing.”
“Hey. I don’t regret it.” YS tilted his head to meet his little brother’s eyes. “I know I’m seven levels of fucked up with a mountain more of issues I haven‘t been able to work out so far, but meeting you stopped me from being dead. Without you and the others that would’ve been the outcome. Without meeting you I would be gone. And realistically, I guess there would’ve been no one but HS to miss me if I hadn’t met you in the first place. But back then I wasn’t thinking about that. I was in too deep about deserving it for losing her.”
“Aww.” Biff teased lightly, watching the microphone on the nightstand glow a soft red in response to his brother’s words. “I’m glad you don’t have regrets about any of us. I know that everyone didn’t really have the best opinion of you when you met them. But you’ve become such an important pillar in our lives, in my life. I’m so glad to have you. I’m glad you’re alive. I’m glad you love us. And thank you, so much, for still being here.”
YS snorted. “Little man getting sentimental on me. Don’t go crying over there, I’ll just make fun of you.”
“Ass.” Biff snipped back, sticking his tongue out playfully. “But seriously. We may not like them, but we still have them. Happy birthday, YS. Genuinely. I hope I can prove these days don’t have to be as crummy as they tend to end up.”
YS hummed, reaching a hand out to plop it down on top of Biff’s head. In all honesty, this birthday was already leagues better than his last. The turmoil in his mind was low, and his counterpart was here. He wasn’t alone, and wasn’t too crowded that he’d become overwhelmed. Stuck willingly with his other half that understood the negative feelings one could have about their birthday. This was nice. It was perfect. “You’re doing just fine, my little light. Thank you.”
Stop that. Off to jail with you. How dare you. You’d really do that to me? You’d really just. Say that? In the air? Out loud? On the internet? Just out in the universe?
No yeah that’s fine.
I’m gonna need 42 business days to recover from the idea of werewolf iv and I fear even that shan’t be enough
I love laois so much. I wanna listen to him ramble about random monster facts while I play with his hair like a freshly groomed golden retriever. I also want to breastfeed and jerk him off.
