BABY WANNA SHIT?

“Hansuke! Ha-a-a-A-A-A-NSUKE! Little buddy!” Reo called loudly through the house, swinging out of his room and wandering through the living room, then towards the bathroom, leaving behind a huge cloud of vape. He was about to ‘do the smokey pokey,’ as he called it, and was trying to see if Hansuke would join him, but couldn’t seem to find the other. As a matter of fact, he hadn’t seen him all day. Normally, Hansuke was pretty easy to find. If he was home, he was almost always in the living room, wandering around straightening up, or in
the kitchen working on their next meal, and they were practically always together--whether they were in or out.

But today… He was nowhere to be found. Reo had woken up to no sign of him, left to run errands and entertain himself for a bit, and hours later, came back to that same, quiet emptiness.. He fully understood the few times Hansuke didn’t want him around---which was pretty much just if he was naked--but enough was enough! Even with his other friends to hang out with, it just wasn’t the same without Hansuke. Truthfully, not only was he bored, but, well… this was worrying. It just wasn’t like him to do anything without an explanation, really. Anytime Hansuke went anywhere, he’d always text, leave a note, or call with what, when, and where… This wouldn’t be concerning at all, if Hansuke didn’t always let him know. Even as thick skulled as Reo was, he had picked up on how mindful Hansuke is. It just wasn’t like him to forget that; or anything else, really.

Then, at 11:38 pm sharp, it finally hit Reo why he didn’t say where he went--because he didn’t go anywhere at all! He had to be around here somewhere! Maybe he’d just coincidentally been on the toilet every time Reo was around, or was taking a 21 hour nap.

As the bathroom turned up empty, Reo grinned craftily, turning his head down the hall to Hansuke’s closed bedroom door. He had to admit, he was stupid for not checking there sooner!

“You in there, sexy!?” Reo called, hitting his vape, he waltzed up to the door, before jiggling it to find it locked.. His mouth shut quick at this. He wasn’t the best at reading between the lines, but even Reo found this extremely odd. He came to a quiet frown, brows raising. Attempting not to sound as worried as he was, he tried again. “Yo.. Hansuke?”

Pressing his ear to the door, a few seconds of listening got him some strange, soft sounds that could be Hansuke. Almost sounded like.. Crying? But Hansuke cried out in the open all the time, he did at Walmart just last week! Why would he be locking himself away just to do that?

“I’m coming in!” Reo warned, before jamming his acrylic nail in the slot on the door knob, turning it to unlocked and pushing his way into the pitch dark room. “It’s so fucking dark in here!” He declared to no response, slapping the light switch on immediately.
As yellow light flooded the room, he finally found Hansuke crumpled in his bed. Face hidden in a pillow his little cigarette arms were holding tight to his chest. Extremely long, usually perfectly kept hair was spread wildly in all directions, tangled over his body and making it hard to tell what started where. He wasn’t even dressed up like usual, instead just wearing one of his bigass sleep shirts and some boxers.

 “Oh no-- Hansuke… you look like shit,” Reo cooed thoughtlessly, harsh words said in a soft, concerned voice, rushing over to the bed and letting himself on it next to him, again to no response. Still, not getting a reaction had never stopped him before, and it wouldn’t now either.
He set a hand gently on the other’s soft shoulder before he continued.

“What’s wrong, I haven’t seen you all day,” he began, still speaking as gently as he could. Hansuke had tensed up a bit, trying and failing to choke back sobs. “... I really missed you, honestly.. Shit aint the same without your big floppy dick around..” Reo continued. “What the hell happened?”

The other still didn’t seem ready to talk, he’d obviously started trying, getting out one stuttered syllable before just giving up and shaking his head, leaving Reo to guess.
What could it be? He knew Hansuke got pretty upset when he lost, last time he lost it was a wageless, consequence free game of BS, and he ended up not driving for a week because he was afraid the universe would have his ass for it. Maybe his ex Cardeisha had left him another voicemail.. Or it could be that syndrome, order disorder thing he had.
A few seconds into thinking about it, Reo realized.. He really did not like thinking hard about shit. So, why bother? As curious as he was, what had Hansuke so upset wasn’t what mattered, rather the fact that he was at all.
Who cared what he was making him feel better about? He just had to make him feel better.

“It’ll be okay..” He muttered, “Whatever the fucks bothering you, it’ll be fine!” Reo insisted, rubbing Hansuke’s shoulder firmly and scooting closer. “If it’s Cardeisha we can go take a shit in her mailbox.”
Hansuke’s sniffling lessened a bit at this. “It’s n-n-not,” was the first thing he’d said all day.
“Wanna go shit in her mailbox anyways?”
Finally, this earned a soft chuckle through the tears. He always thought it was weird when Hansuke cried and laughed at the same time, but it brought a smile to Reo’s face nonetheless.
“Yeah!? Baby wanna go shit!? Baby wanna go pour malt vinegar on her car!?” He furthered, making Hansuke pick his head up but still not roll over.
“I’m not baby-,” he muttered, voice shaky from crying, his tone wet with tears, but even through them still trying to return the joke.
Reo responded by wrapping his arms around Hansukes waist, thrusting his hips to bump into his ass 3 times. Were you even friends if you couldn’t pretend to fuck eachother and laugh about it?  
“Baby want big dicks in his ass?”
Hansuke rolled over finally. Man, did he look rough! His eyes were bloodshot and swollen, he didn’t have any makeup on, his hair was fucked up, he even had those weird spots on his face from crying too hard. Still, though, how shit he looked didn’t matter--what did was that he was finally smiling.
Pushing on Reo’s chest, he was met with a tightening grip. “Baby doesn’t want any big dicks!” He responded, wiping his eyes and then finally relaxing into the hug. They both knew it was pretty gay, but also that he really needed it.

With his arms around Hansuke’s weirdly thin body, Reo rested his head on his shoulder for a few seconds, taking a long drag from his vape and blowing a huge cloud into Hansuke’s hair.
Finally, he popped the question.

“Wanna go get high?”

Lip quivering, Hansuke leaned away slightly, blinking away the last tear. Then, responding just as strangely polite as ever:

“Yeah.. Yeah, I’d really like that.”