#dude idk if you've met me but I don't scare easily

[fbfh]

I wanna sit on Billy's lap and hold him so tight and scratch his back. I wanna press kisses to his cheek and tell him everything is going to be okay until that really sinks in. he can feel himself breaking, bursting like a dam. You hold him tighter and reassure him that it's okay to fall apart, because you've got him. he has a support system in you now, you're just so sorry he didn't have one before. he squeezes you tighter, gripping your shirt for dear life. he's shaking as the first muffled sob escapes into your neck.

"shh... it's okay. just let it out, I've got you."

everything about you makes his chest squeeze and stomach twist and he thinks if he starts crying he'll never stop, and that's what it feels like for a really long time. but eventually his eyes run dry. and you're still there. you continue to rub his back and pet his hair in that soothing way of yours while you talk him through everything. he finally pulls away, completely fatigued and terrfied of what you'll do if you see him like this. you brush his tears away and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, pulling him into another embrace. he squeezes you so tight. he doesn't think anyone has ever stayed with him this long. he doesn't want you to go. you reassure him that you won't, and you'll tell him as many times as he needs to hear it until he knows it.