DISCLAIMER: The song is Frame and Focus by Lights, and I do not own it. I don't own Dude, That's My Ghost! Either.

I'm not depressed or hopeless,

I'm only walking in a blur.

And you're the frame and focus,

I'm the scene, you're the director

Spencer had always tried to keep being cheerful, even when he was bullied for his slender build. It didn't bother him too much, honestly, unless he was physically abused. Yeah, it got a little lonely sometimes. He knew that his parents would rather have a jock for a son, and that stung. His sister was the favored sibling, what with her athleticism, and they often left him home with a babysitter as they left for her karate tournaments. He found that the fact that his parents thought he needed a babysitter said a lot about their opinions of him.

But they loved him nonetheless, and there were always his horror movies for company. Nothing made him feel more alive and less boring than that thrill he got from being scared by a good movie, and he loved creating them.

No, unlike the teens he sometimes winced at as he saw their successful suicides on TV, Spencer wasn't depressed. But his life felt muddled, every day blurring into the next. There was a deep ache of dissatisfaction lingering in him, only ceasing when he used his beloved camera. He was bored.

When Spencer met Billy Joe Cobra, it all changed. Of course, having your dead cousin appear to you would change things for anyone.

It was fun being around Billy. Life didn't seem so droll anymore. Spencer's cousin brought the mess of moments that was his life into clarity.

Billy was the frame and focus to everything that was Spencer Wright.

As the two sat on Spencer's bed, the brunette tackled Billy and kissed him, feeling joy as his stomach lit up with butterflies.

"Well hello there, Spencester," Billy grinned, raising his eyebrows.

"Hi."

They kissed over and over again, simply enjoying it, and as they pulled apart for a split second, Spencer murmured.

"I'm the scene, you're the director."

"What was that, Broseph?"

Spencer smiled.

"Oh, nothing."

AN: This is just a quick drabble I wrote in about ten minutes, so it's not all that. I hope you all like it. Also, since I've gotten reviews on oneshots in the past saying things like 'I can't wait for you to continue you it' I'd like to say that THIS IS A ONESHOT. IT WILL NOT BE CONTINUED. Don't get your hopes up. ;p