So not written one of these in a while. I found Memories by Maroon 5 a few days back and this is the result of my messed up mind. Yey. Also profanity warning. We all know Milo has language problems so.. F word warning.
Milo was slouched on his sofa, a bottle of whiskey in hand and his feet propped up on the coffee table. He took occasional swigs from the bottle, the liquid burning his throat.
The young man didn't know how long he had been sat there, staring out the window, drowning his sorrows in alcohol, but he had been there long enough for the tears to dry on his cheeks and for him to forget what got him here in the first place.
Here's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through
A man materialised on the sofa across from Milo, his hair almost bleach blonde. He also held a pint, swirling the liquid around in the glass as he grinned at Milo.
"So the little man's all grown up now..."
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you
A low growl rumbled from the back of the gingers throat, his bottle lowering enough for him to squint at the blonde.
"What th'...what th' fuck're yer...yer doin' 'ere..?" Milo slurred, his free hand running through his hair.
"I'm not."
Dropping the half empty bottle of whiskey on the coffee table Milo leapt up and lunged at the blonde, a sudden burst of energy running through his body as it collided with the sofa. Whoever was once sat there had gone, leaving Milo to drop his head against the wall behind the sofa, breathing heavy.
There's a time that I remember, when I did not know no pain
When I believed in forever, and everything would stay the same
Now my heart feel like December when somebody say your name
'Cause I can't reach out to call you, but I know I will one day, yeah
Another voice brought him out of his thoughts, a voice he hadn't heard since he was a young boy, and Milo swore he could feel a hand ghost across his shoulder.
"Hey baby...why are you drinking huh? You know it's not good for you."
The young man's eyes widened at the voice, and he flung himself around to face them.
"Fuck of! Why're yer here?! Yer dead, yer fuckin' dead!" He yelled, hands pulling at his shirt as his breathing began to get faster and shallower.
"Calm down baby, it's okay. Just breathe for me okay?"
Milo shook his head, burrowing his head in his arms as he tried to block out the woman's voice.
The figure soon faded like the first, but was then replaced by a new one.
Everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, aye aye
But everything gon' be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, aye
"Uncle Milo? Are you okay?" A small voice asked, causing Milo to lift his head. His eyes were met with the sight of a small girl with dark black curls and the brightest of green eyes, almost a spitting image of his mother.
"Who...who th' fuck are yer? Why are yer all 'ere?!" He yelled out, fresh tears running down his cheeks.
A ginger man with similar facial features to Milo materialised behind the girl, wrapping his arm around the child.
"Hey Mils, this is jus' my kiddo. Looks jus' like Ma, don' she?"
The pair smiled at Milo before disappearing, leaving no trace they ever where even there. When the next person appears Milo grabbed the whiskey bottle and launched it at them, it passing straight through them and smashing against the wall, shards of glass and a puddle of brown liquid gathering on the floor.
Here's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through
"Remember Milo, no one expects an angle to set the world on fire."
"Why are yer all 'ere?! Jus' stop it! Stop comin' back..." His yells died down into whispers, and the only sound in the room was Milos almost choked sobs.
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you
When another figure appeared, Milo just stared at them, his hands gripping at the bottom of his shirt.
"What's the matter, weak boy, gonna go and stab yerself again? Think that it'll make yer feel better, huh?" The boy taunted. His amber eyes bore into Milos emerald ones and he was dressed in the very same jumper he wore when they first met outside the noodle house not even a year ago.
"Please Li...jus' go..." He whispered, flinching back when the other boy moved closer. Li bent to to grab Milo's chin with a freezing hand, pulling his face close as he hissed,
"Pathetic. You'll never be worth loving. Won't be worth anyone's love, ever."
Milo nodded fiercely as Li stepped back again, putting back up the mask of the sweet boy who had sat on the carpet flirting away with milo.
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
"Stop hiding from the truth, wimp, 'cause you can only hide from it for so long." He called as he disappeared like the rest.
There's a time that I remember when I never felt so lost
When I felt all of the hatred was too powerful to stop (ooh, yeah)
Now my heart feel like an ember and it's lighting up the dark
I'll carry these torches for ya that you know I'll never drop, yeah
Milo curled in on himself, body shaking with his silent sobs. He didn't notice the weight appear on the sofa beside him, and when a pair of arms wrapped around him he yelped and tried to fling himself away, a mess of 'go away' and 'don' touch me's filling the room.
Everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, aye aye
But everything gon' be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, aye
Here's to the ones that we got (oh oh)
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through (no, no)
Whoever was beside him now just tightened their grip on him, pulling him closer to them.
Eventually Milo gave in and burrowed into their chest, entire body shaking.
"Hey Milo...hey hey hey...shh it's alright.." the small figure murmured, running a hand through his hair while still keeping them close to them.
Toast to the ones here today (aye)
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories (aye)
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you
Milo lifted his head a little, a tear stained face meeting the soft one of Uri's.
"U-Uri..." He choked out, mind still almost petrified of whatever had just happened.
"It's okay Milo, I'm here. Just sleep for now, we'll sort this out later."
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
Doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo doo (ooh, yeah)
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
With the reassurance he needed for his boyfriend, Milo allowed himself to close his eyes and rest, the figures created by the alcohol still roaming his mind.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
Gonna yeet some tags too @Peekaboop and my cute bean @xXFireFoxXx um and I think that's it...
Milo was slouched on his sofa, a bottle of whiskey in hand and his feet propped up on the coffee table. He took occasional swigs from the bottle, the liquid burning his throat.
The young man didn't know how long he had been sat there, staring out the window, drowning his sorrows in alcohol, but he had been there long enough for the tears to dry on his cheeks and for him to forget what got him here in the first place.
Here's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through
A man materialised on the sofa across from Milo, his hair almost bleach blonde. He also held a pint, swirling the liquid around in the glass as he grinned at Milo.
"So the little man's all grown up now..."
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you
A low growl rumbled from the back of the gingers throat, his bottle lowering enough for him to squint at the blonde.
"What th'...what th' fuck're yer...yer doin' 'ere..?" Milo slurred, his free hand running through his hair.
"I'm not."
Dropping the half empty bottle of whiskey on the coffee table Milo leapt up and lunged at the blonde, a sudden burst of energy running through his body as it collided with the sofa. Whoever was once sat there had gone, leaving Milo to drop his head against the wall behind the sofa, breathing heavy.
There's a time that I remember, when I did not know no pain
When I believed in forever, and everything would stay the same
Now my heart feel like December when somebody say your name
'Cause I can't reach out to call you, but I know I will one day, yeah
Another voice brought him out of his thoughts, a voice he hadn't heard since he was a young boy, and Milo swore he could feel a hand ghost across his shoulder.
"Hey baby...why are you drinking huh? You know it's not good for you."
The young man's eyes widened at the voice, and he flung himself around to face them.
"Fuck of! Why're yer here?! Yer dead, yer fuckin' dead!" He yelled, hands pulling at his shirt as his breathing began to get faster and shallower.
"Calm down baby, it's okay. Just breathe for me okay?"
Milo shook his head, burrowing his head in his arms as he tried to block out the woman's voice.
The figure soon faded like the first, but was then replaced by a new one.
Everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, aye aye
But everything gon' be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, aye
"Uncle Milo? Are you okay?" A small voice asked, causing Milo to lift his head. His eyes were met with the sight of a small girl with dark black curls and the brightest of green eyes, almost a spitting image of his mother.
"Who...who th' fuck are yer? Why are yer all 'ere?!" He yelled out, fresh tears running down his cheeks.
A ginger man with similar facial features to Milo materialised behind the girl, wrapping his arm around the child.
"Hey Mils, this is jus' my kiddo. Looks jus' like Ma, don' she?"
The pair smiled at Milo before disappearing, leaving no trace they ever where even there. When the next person appears Milo grabbed the whiskey bottle and launched it at them, it passing straight through them and smashing against the wall, shards of glass and a puddle of brown liquid gathering on the floor.
Here's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through
"Remember Milo, no one expects an angle to set the world on fire."
"Why are yer all 'ere?! Jus' stop it! Stop comin' back..." His yells died down into whispers, and the only sound in the room was Milos almost choked sobs.
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you
When another figure appeared, Milo just stared at them, his hands gripping at the bottom of his shirt.
"What's the matter, weak boy, gonna go and stab yerself again? Think that it'll make yer feel better, huh?" The boy taunted. His amber eyes bore into Milos emerald ones and he was dressed in the very same jumper he wore when they first met outside the noodle house not even a year ago.
"Please Li...jus' go..." He whispered, flinching back when the other boy moved closer. Li bent to to grab Milo's chin with a freezing hand, pulling his face close as he hissed,
"Pathetic. You'll never be worth loving. Won't be worth anyone's love, ever."
Milo nodded fiercely as Li stepped back again, putting back up the mask of the sweet boy who had sat on the carpet flirting away with milo.
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
"Stop hiding from the truth, wimp, 'cause you can only hide from it for so long." He called as he disappeared like the rest.
There's a time that I remember when I never felt so lost
When I felt all of the hatred was too powerful to stop (ooh, yeah)
Now my heart feel like an ember and it's lighting up the dark
I'll carry these torches for ya that you know I'll never drop, yeah
Milo curled in on himself, body shaking with his silent sobs. He didn't notice the weight appear on the sofa beside him, and when a pair of arms wrapped around him he yelped and tried to fling himself away, a mess of 'go away' and 'don' touch me's filling the room.
Everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, aye aye
But everything gon' be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, aye
Here's to the ones that we got (oh oh)
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through (no, no)
Whoever was beside him now just tightened their grip on him, pulling him closer to them.
Eventually Milo gave in and burrowed into their chest, entire body shaking.
"Hey Milo...hey hey hey...shh it's alright.." the small figure murmured, running a hand through his hair while still keeping them close to them.
Toast to the ones here today (aye)
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories (aye)
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you
Milo lifted his head a little, a tear stained face meeting the soft one of Uri's.
"U-Uri..." He choked out, mind still almost petrified of whatever had just happened.
"It's okay Milo, I'm here. Just sleep for now, we'll sort this out later."
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
Doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo doo (ooh, yeah)
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
With the reassurance he needed for his boyfriend, Milo allowed himself to close his eyes and rest, the figures created by the alcohol still roaming his mind.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
Gonna yeet some tags too @Peekaboop and my cute bean @xXFireFoxXx um and I think that's it...
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