Cry Baby is in love with you.

"Lenora says sye's gonna have your baby." You say and Cry Baby stress at you like you have two heads.

"She loves you you know?"

He nods and shakes his head.

""But I love you y/n. That's just a sad rumor she stared to get on my back. She's a tramp. You're not."

"But what's the difference between us?"

He explains.

"Leonara's a pig with really small-"

You cut him off somehow getting upset enough to cry. "So are mine! See?"

"Oh no y'n no. Not like that."

" Well you said she had-"

"Baby... Oh no... don't cry..."

"She's not my type."

"Don't say that!"

" You are."

You only cry harder into your hands and he holds you as close as you can get sitting up.

you tend to get extremely body and self conscience and you really have a hard time letting go of the fact that you are built on the smaller side.

"Don't sweet sugar. Shhh." Cry Baby comforters you and you push him away.

"Don't touch me right now okay. I don't want you to."

He parts and stays holding your hand from his place on the now mesy bed.

"Let me make it up to you y/n." Cry Baby says with puppy eyes and tears coming out of both eyes. He has just learned how to cry using both eyes which means he really, really, realy wants to do something.

" Please?"

He whimpers a little and you don't see.

He crawls over onto your lap and whines like a wounded puppy and starts kissing you again.

He moans your name and whines again making you laugh.

"You a dog today?"

He barks and you laugh harder as he nuzzles his way under your arm and you scratch Cry Baby's head.

He rolls over.

You smile and cover him back up with the blanket that is on his bed.

" You ready to let me back in baby?"

You sit him up and kiss him on the mouth like you had been before. Until both of you can't see anything but stars.