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SUMMARY: He never crimps, that's what worries Howard the most. He's not Vince anymore, he's anyone but, but Howard doesn't care because he can fix him
TITLE: He Never Crimps
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No matter how much he tries to hide it away he can't. He knows Howard loves him but maybe that was just a mask because of how broken he was. He doesn't know what to think anymore. So badly, he wants to think and believe that Howard will love him but he can't move that thought. Its okay at first, Howard acts like he loves him and Vince believes him. In a morning, he walks in and smiles, placing a kiss on his forehead and laughing when Naboo wakes up and walks in with his turban skew-whiff. But then he walks in and he ignores the fact he is there, he just sits straight down silently and sighs like he did when Lance first appears. He's part of the problem, he's always there just watching them and deciding on another ploy to destroy Vince's life that little bit more and crumble away another part of his heart. Sometimes, Vince wishes that he can just melt, melt into the ground so no one would ever do anything like that to him again even though Howard promises to protect him until the day he dies. He just wishes there is a potion, something that would reverse it all from his memory and that's when his mind strikes a brand new plan… Naboo! He can do something, he could do anything if he wanted to.
When he arrives at Naboo's room, he hesitantly knocks on the door and waits rather impatiently for his smaller friend to answer.
"Alright Vince, what can I do for you?" Naboo asks in a sleepy and distant voice.
"I was just wondering if you might have something to erase my memory of somethin' that happened a couple of nights ago." Vince's voice is almost at breaking point and tears are beginning to well up in his eyes. He is not sure when but he has cleared it that they will break free soon and when they do, his problems wont just be that he's feeling a bit depressed. Naboo already knows that something's wrong, he can sense it and he wants to help. He doesn't want to mention it in case it's a bad subject and he breaks down into irrepressible tears. Meanwhile, Howard is asleep, completely oblivious to the hurt and fear of breaking down that his younger friend is experiencing. He can't help; he could never help because he's always too late. He wants to help so badly but he just can't imagine that feeling of responsibility he needs to apply to help Vince pull through the animosity, he won't imagine that feeling.
He knows that his friend is fading. He has known before Vince knew and he wants to be there. He wants to be the person Vince screams for when he is in a time of need, he wants to be the one Vince needs and thinks of the most but he can't be. Vince deserves better, someone who will help him and be there and Howard cannot move this feeling of guilt. If only he'd known, he could've been there to tell them to 'piss off!' he could've mindlessly pulled Vince into his arms and tolled him that would be all right but he didn't.
And no matter how much he tries to hide it away he can't.
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