T/W: implied financial struggles, single mom, dead grand parents, implied Sam
Hermit(s): Grian
Type: songfic, fluff, h/c
POV: third person
She was 19 with a baby on the way
On the East-side of the city, she was working every day
Cleaning dishes in the evening, she could barely stay awake
She was clinging to the feeling that her luck was gonna change
And, 'cross town she would take the bus at night
To a one-bedroom apartment, and when she'd turn on the light
She would sit down at the table, tell herself that it's alright
She was waiting on the day she hoped her baby would arrive
He sang about his mom, accidentally getting pregnant, the man running off, quitting collage, struggling for money, and just barely holding on to hope.
She'd never be alone
Have someone to hold
And when nights were cold
She'd say
The world's not perfect, but it's not that bad
If we got each other, and that's all we have
I will be your mother, and I'll hold your hand
You should know I'll be there for you
When the world's not perfect
When the world's not kind
If we have each other, then we'll both be fine
I will be your mother, and I'll hold your hand
You should know I'll be there for you
He sang what his mom always sang to him. A song about holding onto hope, and finding the silver lining.
They were 90 and were living out their days
On the West-side of the city next to where they got engaged
They had pictures on the walls of all the memories that they'd made
And though life was never easy, they were thankful that they stayed
With each other, and though some times were hard
Even when she made him angry he would never break her heart
No, they didn't have the money to afford a fancy car
But they never had to travel 'cause they'd never be apart
He sang about his grandparents, who died before he was born, about the stories they told his mom, and she told him. How they met, and their wedding, and how they decided on her name.
Even at the end
Their love was stronger than
The day that they first met
They'd say
The world's not perfect, but it's not that bad
If we got each other, and that's all we have
I will be your lover, and I'll hold your hand
You should know I'll be there for you
When the world's not perfect
When the world's not kind
If we have each other, then we'll both be fine
I will be your lover, and I'll hold your hand
You should know I'll be there for you
You should know I'll be there for you
He sang the song that his grandparents sang to his mother, about remembering the good times, and the bad. About being yourself, and being supportive.
I'm 23 and my folks are getting old
I know they don't have forever and I'm scared to be alone
So I'm thankful for my friends, even though sometimes we fight
When high school wasn't easy, their the reason I almost died, and survived
I know she'd never leave me and I hate to see her cry
So I wrote this verse to tell her that I'm always by her side
I wrote this verse to tell her that I'm always by her side
He sang about himself, and the great, and not so great people he had met in his short life. About being as good a friend, a brother, a sister, a family member, as possible. A chosen family.
I wrote this verse to tell you that
The world's not perfect, but it's not that bad
If we got each other, and that's all we have
I will be your brother, and I'll hold your hand
You should know I'll be there for you
When the world's not perfect
When the world's not kind
If we have each other, then we'll both be fine
I will be your brother, and I'll hold your hand
You should know I'll be there for you
You should know I'll be there for you
He sang about being persevering, and not giving up. About not being afraid to protect yourself, and your friends, the good ones.
He sang about holding onto hope, the lesson of his mom.
He sang about not forgetting the bad memories, because they shape who you are now.
He sang about finding a place where society excepts you, instead of making yourself acceptable.
About finding YOUR place, and YOUR home, and YOUR friends, YOUR family. Your chosen family.
I changed the last verse's lyrics so it would fit better with the story im trying to tell. I tried to keep it as similar to the original as possible, but here you go. The pare I changed was
'So I'm thankful for my friends, even though sometimes we fight
When high school wasn't easy, their the reason I almost died, and survived'
The original is:
So I'm thankful for my sister, even though sometimes we fight,
When high school wasn't easy, she's the reason I survived.
I changed it to fit the whole YHS thing.
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