Ever wanted a slowburn book with our favorite alcoholic, Shane? Well, give this a try. please. This book starts off as you, (m/n), are on the bus to Pelican town after quitting your soul sucking job at joja corps. This will be your journey through S...
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(TW's) - ♡ none ♡
ITALICS - thoughts
(AN) - sorry for not uploading in 4 days!! I've been really sick with a fever and when I'm sick I cant really type good. also cause I've been sleeping to sleep the sick away. I'm still currently sick but no fever anymore, just feel bad and vivid dreams.
ALSO A HEADCANNON I HAVE FOR DEMETRIUS IS THAT IS HANDS ARE LIKE- BURNED IN PLACES FROM SOME CHEMICALS BUT I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN IT THAT GOOD-
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"Y-Yes sir, sorry for uhm, running into you I didn't know you were right outside the door.." (m/n) apologized, taking a step back to give both of them some space. The man gave a quick laugh and shook his head.
"Don't worry about it! I'm Demetrius, Robin's husband." Demetrius said as he raised his hand to give (m/n) a handshake which (m/n) copied. His hands were not as rough as Robin's but they were... Patchy? Grainy? (m/n) didn't know how to explain the texture.
"Oh, have you met Maru yet? She's been excited to meet you-" Demetrius started to get out as he lowered his hand only to be interrupted by the front door being opened.
"(m/n)? What, did you fall in the toilet or something?-" Sebastian said as he walked through the walkway, only to be met with Demetrius and (m/n) talking. "Demetrius? I thought you and Maru were collecting lake samples to check the carbon levels in the water or something.." He muttered, his voice turning slightly defensive and locked up.
"Ah, we just got back a couple minutes ago. Maru's in the lab doing something productive with her time." Demetrius smiled, his tone oddly blunt and demeaning. That was quite the shift from a second ago, for both of them.
(m/n) awkwardly stayed quiet in the midst of... Whatever family feud was going on. He wasn't getting into any more drama then he needed to. Though he would gladly listen.
"Whatever.." Sebastian grumbled, clenching his fist by his side. Just by reading his body language, (m/n) knew there was more that he wanted to say in the moment. Sebastian moved past Demetrius and grabbed (m/n)'s wrist, pulling him with him towards the front door. "Come on, we gotta get that stain out of your shirt.."
"Ah- uhm, a-alright?" (m/n) stumbled slightly but quickly found his ground and walked with Sebastian. The boy's overall form was tense, which it has been for most of the time (m/n) had known him but he did see that small crack in that act when they were nerding out in the basement.
The two quickly made their way outside and sat on their knees by the bucket of water. Sebastian held his hand out for (m/n)'s shirt and (m/n) gave it to him, watching every step he did just in case this ever happened again. A heavy silence fell over the two as Sebastian popped open the Aloe and squeezed some onto the oil stain. He scrubbed the goo into the material, the goo soon becoming murky from the oil.
".... Sorry about my step-dad, he's a pain in the ass most of the time.." Sebastian grumbled out, making (m/n) snap out of his trance of watching Sebastian's hands work on getting the stain out.
"No no it's fine! He didn't really bother me, and to be fair, I kinda ran into him.." (m/n) awkwardly chuckled. He glanced over at Sebastian only to see his demeanor relax and a small smile stretch onto his face.
"Again? You must really like bumping into people huh?" Sebastian said with a smirk as he dipped (m/n)'s shirt into the water.
"I guess so, but it is pretty effective. Should be the new way of meeting people, bump into them. Break their shins." Sebastian laughed at that, just a small one but a laugh! (m/n) couldn't help but grin at the noise and watch how Sebastian's eyes squinted from his own smiling.
"A great way, wonderful even. You must be a genius." Sebastian sarcastically joked back. He wrung the excess water out of (m/n)'s shirt and held it up, the stain was still evident. "Damn... We must've taken too long, sorry.."
(m/n) reached out to the shirt and examined the stain. Sebastian wasn't kidding, the stain was noticeable from a mile away.
One shirt less... I'll have to start making more money soon to get a replacement.. (m/n) thought as he rubbed the stain. Though, I can still wear this for the time being. I'm a farmer. I'm supposed to be dirty.
"It's fine, I have other shirts." (m/n) said with a slight shrug, acting unbothered. So what if (m/n) was a slight push-over? Once he and Sebastian became better friends, then (m/n) could rat on him for ruining his shirt.
"Yeah well, just keep that shirt I gave you until I get you a replacement. I stained it so I'll just get you a different one." Sebastian stated, standing back up and cracking his back.
Damn- how bad is your back for it to crack like that??? Keith couldn't help but wonder as he watched Sebastian put the bucket and Aloe into the garage.
