forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

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"But Dave becomes good for doing those things because I'm 'bad'. Society likes Dave. It doesn't like me." Scipio tapped his fingers on top of his knees.

"Yeah, but…we're not in society. We're here," He pointed out.

Scipio shrugged. "Doesn't matter. What matters is society says Dave is right and I'm wrong because I'm the one behind the bars."

"You're…you're doing a good job of fighting him, though," Bridge said, letting his eyes slip closed. He was tired, although it couldn't be that late in the day.

"Yeah, but that's not 'good'. Fighting against authorities, however insufferable they may be, is frowned upon. I'm not a good person. I don't do good things."

"It…it doesn't have to be good for everyone. It's good…good for you," He mumbled tiredly.

Scipio rolled his eyes. "I'm a psychopath and a murderer. Nothing you say can make me a good person."

"I think you are…a little bit," Bridge muttered softly. "You…you fought them for me."

"That doesn't necessarily mean I'm a good person. It means I'm aggressive and possessive."

"It was good for me." Bridge leaned further onto Scipio, sure he would fall asleep soon.

Scipio sighed. "I don't know why you're so determined to try and prove that I'm not an awful human being, but it's not going to work."

"You're…you're not awful to me," Bridge murmured before starting to slip off into sleep.

"Yeah, but I'm still awful as a person." Scipio noticed that Bridge had fallen asleep and stood up, tucking Bridge under his arm and heading over to the metal bench.

Bridge's body leaned on him, and he sighed a bit in his sleep.

Scipio lay down on the bench as well and held Bridge closely. I won't let Dave take him while I'm sleeping…

Bridge unconsiously snuggled closer to him, glad even in his sleep for Scipio's presence.
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(Yep)
Scipio woke up around what he figured to be morning and noticed Bridge. Well, guess we're doing this again…

Bridge didn't wake for a while, his breathing slow and soft, but constant.

Scipio sighed and lay his head on the metal bench. This could take a while…

Eventually, though, Bridge's large eyes blinked open and he stirred a bit.

"Oh. You're awake. I'd tell you what time it is, but I don't know."

"Me…me neither," Bridge mumbled, squinting and resting his head against Scipio's chest.

Scipio flushed a bit, half wanting to push Bridge away, but also not caring enough to do so. This kid really likes physical contact…

Bridge sighed, blinking some more before deciding he was awake now. He was only glad Scipio didn't push him away.

"You awake or what?" Scipio asked. He already knew the answer of course, but he might as well let Bridge answer for himself.

"Yeah." Bridge nodded, looking up at him. "How long…have you been awake?"

"Dunno. Thirty minutes, maybe. An hour. I don't process time well, so…"

"Oh." He blinked. "Sorry. That…that was a long time."

Scipio shrugged. "I don't really care. It's not like I have other things to do."

"Okay…good," He decided, sighing softly again.