Hello! NSFW anon here, it’s been a while but life has been ass lately. I was just wondering if you maybe had a bit of fluff I could read to feel a bit better 🥺 If not, that’s totally okay! Just wanted to drop by and say hi real quick!!
Heyyyyy!!! 💗💗💗, Hi nsfw anon! I'm so happy to see you here. It's so good to know about you, even though I wish life were treating you better. These are the weirdest times : ( i just hope things start to get better soon for you, and that you're as well as it can be, given the circumstances. I'm sending you a LOT of these 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 and! I wish I had something really good for you too, fic-wise, but everything I have in the works looks like a gruyere cheese rn xD, and I'll happily fix something for you, I was going to, in fact, but that'd take me days and I didn't want to make you wait that long for a response so, I have this tiny thing that I wrote in my phone yesterday, that I hope can lift you up a bit, at least? It's a bit lame and most talking to myself than anything else but-—🌟 A good friend of mine sent one of our favorite songs, and I was listening to it in a loop and then, it occurred to me how cute it would be, Billy noticing Steve tends to do this thing of singing to himself real low, and always trying to linger when he's around him so he can hear him sing a little more, just little more, because he does it in a way that it's so tender, so much like a lullaby, when he thinks nobody is close, and Billy can't remember anymore how it feels not to be starved from tenderness and, I kind of fell in love with the concept, really. Hope I can use it for something someday, but in the meantime it kinda goes like,
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every time billy hears steve humming a song under his breath, he falls in love with him a little more,
(even if he doesn't realize he does, at the beginning),
it starts with tom petty, while he's still bed-ridden at the hospital, tired and defeated, steve humming while he sleeps at first, when it's his turn of watching over him, and then, a few weeks later (and because doesn't want him to stop. because it's beautiful, and soft, and nice, and soothing) while he pretends to sleep, steve's voice clear and sweet as he barely whispers 'and i'm free— freefalling', gasping at billy's hand suddenly over his on that rainy afternoon when he got tired of pretending "don't stop. please. i love that song, and it gets too quiet in here" (when you're not around. when i can't hear you).
it's springsteen, during the physical therapy that comes afterwards, giggling 'no retreat, baby, no surrender' when they fall together to the floor, making billy cackle even if this is so hard, god, so exhaustingly hard, and
it's acdc, 'i'm a heatseeker, charging up the sky' along with brian johnson while he's making dinner almost three years later, at the apartment they now share because "you still need help and i was gonna move out anyway" and "don't glare at me. you know i'm right," and
it's a too sad, too sad aerosmith ballad for the way billy is feeling, the night he finally grows the balls to take him by the hand and,"c'mon pretty boy. i wanna hear you. sing a little louder. do it for me" too sad for when billy kisses him in the middle of that one line that mirrors his own heart, 'come and save me tonight. come and save me tonight. come and save me tonight' when steve does. keeps on singing though the biggest of smiles, arms wrapped around each other and dancing. cindy lauper and cher and journey and bon jovi. sings as billy licks the words out of his mouth, 'till he's a little too breathless, and,
it's rod stewart the day billy asks him ('and the rythm of my heart, it's beating like a drum') what he has been wanting to ask for so very long “run away with. leave this fucking town. let me take you home” ('with the words ‘i love you’ rolling off my tongue'), and he,
sings, fucking sings roxette in the car, louder than ever, at the top of his lungs, wind blowing through the open windows, ruffling his heart wild, music blasting down the highway, more laughing than singing when billy starts to croon along, as they drive to california, as steve keeps on filling up the silence, keeps on giving him his hand so he doesn't fall, keep on giving him shelter, keeps on saving him, and,
it's steve, really, just steve, as billy keeps on falling in love,
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and ofc,
