For the Phic Phight 2022. Prompt by Kiinotasha - favorite rare pair (PR312)
So have some Veggie Burger - (Sam/Tucker), of course.
Pieces
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Hair ties littering his bedroom floor.
Black nail polish left at his house.
The cactus she bought him for his birthday ("a plant you can't kill!") still blooming on his windowsill, like it doesn't know his room from hers.
There's a lot of things Tucker holds close to his heart. Little things that remind him of her. It's—stupid, maybe. Tiny little nothings. He just doesn't know when Sam moved into his heart.
She sleeps over a lot, so it's not too weird to have a drawer filled with her things. A change of clothes, some combat boots, her toothbrush by the sink.
(Is it weird?)
(They share bedrooms and backpacks, desks and lockers—he knows her combo by heart.)
On nights when Danny is occupied, when it's just him and her—he treasures those moments the most.
A night in with pizzas, one veggie, one meatlover's.
That dress she wore to Prom.
A walk through the streets on their ghost patrol nights, limping home after it all goes wrong—
He and Danny used to be this close. Two peas in a pod. They shared everything, and Tucker thought nothing of it; that's just what brothers do. But Danny's so far above him, now. Gone where he can't follow.
Tucker tries, (he tries, he tries,) to keep up with his ghostly friend. But he's a human on the sidelines of a superhero fight, and now Sam's the only one who understands.
The lies on their lips. Her name in his texts.
Their secret code for their notes passed in school.
His hand holding hers, after a brutal ghost fight, warm against a world so cruel…
(They're just friends.)
(They're just friends.)
(They're just—)
Anyway, he wouldn't do that to Danny. Or Sam. They're meant to be—he knows it's true. But he can have these, can't he? She's already stolen his heart—
He can keep these pieces of her.
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