𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚋𝚢 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜

Space {C•B}

'I just want cuddles babe' Colby wines from his bed. I was trying to get shit done, like edit his fucking video. But no he has to be clingy and attached to my hip all the time.

'Colby I've got to finish this.' I snapped back, making him frown.

'Ok.. we can cuddle after then' I don't even know why I'm so pissed. I just need space.

'I'm done.' The computer slammed shut as I stood abruptly.

'Great com- Where are you going?' I walked out. I needed space, even if it was for just a few hours.

'Babe?!' Colby called from the top of the stairs.

'Hey y/n/n were are you going?' I ignored Sam, feeling like a complete bitch, walking out the front doors to my car.

- Time Skip -

(Messages between Sam and Y/n)
Nipboy🦟: Y/n please you need to comeback
Nipboy🦟: Y/n He's going to have a panic attack!
Nipboy🦟:  Come on dude this isn't funny
Nipboy🦟: Please come back to the house Colby's framing out.
Nipboy🦟: Y/n Please..

(Messages between Corey and Y/n)
YeRoc🐿: Yo Y/n what was that about?
YeRoc🐿: Dude Colby's freaking out come back to the house
YeRoc🐿: Idk what Colbs did but he's going to have a panic attack
YeRoc🐿: Sam talked him outta it
YeRoc🐿: You going to come back?
YeRoc🐿: Yo he got worse again. We're all kinda worried
YeRoc🐿: Y/n????

(Notifications)

26 Missed calls from Nipboy🦟
67 New texts from Yummy🤤
72 New texts from Noname💩
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A sigh escaped my lips as I pulled into the driveway. I had gone back to my apartment, turning my phone off relaxing. Buzzing myself in, I parked and went inside. This place was a wreck.

'Dude you have to calm down'

'I-I can-nt brea-breath' that sounded like Colby. WAIT HOLY SHIT.

'Colby? Bub?' I pulled him into a hug which he gladly expected. Soft sobs escaped his lips, his tears dampening my shirt. I played with his hair apologising, making soothing sounds.

'I'm so sorry Bub I just needed space' I whispered into his ear.

'I'm sorry I'm so clingy' he mumbled back. I shook my head tightening my grip on him.

'Don't even stop being you' I whispered back, continuing to play with his hair. God I loved him more than anything.