💢trigger warning💢 blood, cursing
- this story will have poliamory in it, if you're not into that you can move on, happy reading -
3rd POV
Y/n had been doing after school theatre classes for about 3 months, they were his only escape from a boring home life, and now as he stood in front of the notice board at school, he felt like crying. After school activities of all kinds had been canceled due to the recent murders in town.
Y/n's silent breakdown was interupted by a hand smacking angrily into the board next to him, followed by a frustrated growl. E/c eyed met soft hazel ones, and y/n was face to face with notorious duo, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher, best known for their unconventional friendship and erratic behaviors.
"Bullshit!" Billy screamed to himself, running a hand through his greasy blonde hair. "Am I right? Utter bullshit." He repeated, staring at y/n, a small smirk growing on his thin lips. Y/n couldn't help but stare at he others lips just a bit too long, he'd always been facinated by the duo, maybe a little too much to just want to be friends.
"Cat got your tongue, handsome?" Stu spoke up, latching his hand onto the back of y/n's loose fitted shirt. The h/c haired boy jumped a bit at the sudden heat of Stu's hand on his back, after a moment it was comforting though.
"So just because some idiots went and got themselves killed we have to stop having fun? What kind of ass backwards logic is that!" Billy stated, loud enough for the small crowd to all turn and look at him, a few agreed but most found the actions of the school to be reasonable.
Y/n was lost in his thoughts again, staring at the sad sheet of paper cancelling his theatre lessons before he realized that Stu had taken y/n's hand in his and all 3 boys were now walking together. Y/n was a bit confused but this wasn't unusual behavior for the pair, so he kind of just accepted his fate and went along.
"So, um.... Where are we going?" Y/n asked, looking at his fingers, tangled with the taller boys. Stu ran his thumb over y/n's knuckles, causing the smaller boy to blush a bit, but Stu had always been like that, so he didn't think much of the gesture.
"Not sure yet, just wanted to hang out I guess." Stu spoke up, earning an eyeroll from Billy. The greasier boy stopped in his tracks and turned to face the two others, stretching his arms out.
"We're gonna have some fun! Since we can't do after school shit anymore, why don't we fuck shit up and make our own fun!" Billy cheered, earning an excited smile from Stu, who looked to y/n to see if he was just as excited.
Y/n shrugged and smiled at the boys, deciding that whatever the boys had in store couldn't be that bad, they were popular for a reason after all.
The trio ended up walking right off campus together and past y/n's bus, for a moment he thought about getting on and just going home, but his parents really wouldn't mind if he stayed out a bit later, especially if it meant he was socializing. Y/n's parents were always worried about how much the h/c haired boy stayed in his room, reading instead of making friends, but that never really bothered the boy. Now y/n was off on an adventure, and he felt like the protagonist of a book because of it.
The boys ended up taking y/n to Stu's house, where he promptly explained that his parents were out of town for the week, leaving the whole house to the teen. He excitedly rushed around, eager to show off all his possessions to his new h/c haired friend.
"Hey, wanna help us with something real quick?" Billy leaned against the wall next to y/n, so close the e/c eyed boy could feel the heat coming off his body. Stu took notice of how close Billy was to the smaller boy and decided to join, pressing his chest right against y/n's shoulder.
"Um... Sure... What do you guys need?" Y/n almost stuttered out, his ears and cheeks turning bright red at the interaction. Billy backed off for a moment, to gesture to the fridge.
"See, Stu and I have been really into the horror movie business lately, and by lately I mean our whole lives," Billy chuckled, glancing at Stu, who was still pressed against y/n. "and see, we've been making some corn syrup blood for this little movie experiment we want to try... And we thought that you'd want to help us with something!" Billy excitedly continued. Y/n was a bit hesitant to agree to anything just yet, but after a bit more explaining from the boys, Stu interjecting himself into the description of what they wanted to do, y/n agreed.
The boys wanted to douse y/n in the fake blood, like on Carrie, and film it to see if it would look real. They offered their clothes for y/n to use during the filming, so it didn't seem too bad, plus Stu had a shower in the house so what was the harm?
"Ready y/n?" Stu asked, his bright menacing eyes peering directly into y/n's gentle e/c ones. Y/n was dressed in Stu's clothes, which fit him better than he'd expected, so that his wouldn't get ruined by the dyed syrup.
"I'm ready! Let's do it!" Y/n tried to sound as confident as possible, though he was a bit scared. Stu gave a thumbs up and started the camera, and almost immediately after the red light blinked on, Billy pushed the large bucket of fake blood off the ladder he was on, onto the h/c haired boy. It was cold and sticky, the feeling of the sugary liquid all over his body was enough to make him shudder, he probably looked like a little duckling covered in oil at this point.
"Perfect! That was perfect y/n! You're perfect!" Billy raved, staring at the red, sticky boy, earning a little smile from y/n, glad to have helped.
The duo approached y/n, Stu running a finger over y/n's exposed collarbone from the low cut shirt he'd been lent. The smaller boy watched as Stu stuck his now red dyed finger in his mouth with a satisfied hum.
"It's sweet, like you y/n." The boy flirted, though y/n wasn't sure if it was in a platonic way or not. Y/n shivered at the cold feeling of the syrup on his skin and thanked the dye for being so red that the boys couldn't see his blush.
"Is it really? Let me try." Billy gave Stu's arm a smack, before leaning over y/n and giving his cheek a lick, dangerously close to touching his lips. For a moment y/n was frozen, not sure what to do next. He'd always known that the boys were very forward but never this forward.
"You don't talk much huh?" Billy pulled away, his eyes met y/n's, earning a slow shake of the head from a still stunned h/c haired boy.
"Watch out y/n! You've got some blood on your lips, let me get that for you!" Stu said in the cheesiest voice he could muster, before grabbing y/n's face and connecting their lips. If y/n was stunned before now he felt like passing out. As Stu's lips left y/n's, he felt his red hot face being pulled in the other direction, soon he was facing a jealous looking Billy, who kissed the h/c haired boy the same as Stu had moments before.
"I think we got it Billy." Stu said, a goofy grin plastered on his face, bringing a soft smirk to Billy's lips as well. Poor stunned y/n's head was spinning in confusion as he looked between the boys, was this a prank?
Y/n licked his lips nervously, tasting the sweet corn syrup, and looked at his now red shoes.
"What just happened?" The e/c eyed boy finally mustered. Earning a hearty laugh from both other boys.
"See y/n," started Billy, pulling the smaller boy into his chest, covering his clothes in sticky red blood. "we've had our eyes on you for a bit." He finished, looking to Stu, who now came in for a hug from the back of y/n.
"You're just too dang cute!" Stu chimed in, giving y/n's neck a little nuzzle. The boys soon backed off and stood in front of the h/c haired boy.
"What do you say?" Billy asked, a devilish smirk plastered on his face, as always. All three stood in tense silence, fake blood dripping like sweat from y/b's forehead.
"I... Don't know..." Y/n cleared his throat, this was too much for him, he wanted to go home and read or listen to a musical, all this was just too much to handle.
"That's fine, that's fine, we'll give you time to think about it. But don't expect us to leave you alone any time soon." Billy teased, leaning in to give y/n's forehead a kiss, before he sent him off to go get cleaned up.
"I can drive you home!" Stu offered, excited as always, it was getting colder and later so y/n reluctantly accepted.
H/c hair hung damp in front of y/n's face after his shower, making it a little harder to give Stu directions to his house, but they got there eventually.
"See you tomorrow y/n! Love you!" Stu yelled out his car window, rousing a blush from y/n, though he wasn't sure why.
When y/n walked into his house he went straight to his room, it had been a long day and he had allot to think about...
1698 words! Hope you enjoyed! Maybe I'll do a part 2 to this if it gets positive feedback :) see you next chapter