The boys and girls all walk into the girls house, there's broken glass lying on the floor from the drug dealers that had been here not so long ago.
Looking at the damages make all of the girls uncomfortable, especially Bubbles who had almost been taken as payment for her parent's drug addiction.
Boomer places his hand comfortingly onto her shoulder and she starts walking with him towards her room, where they will be staying.
Brick and Blossom go to Blossom's room, and Butch and Buttercup go to Buttercup's room, each group walking past the broken bathroom door on their way.
In Blossom's room Brick walks over to a small wooden desk and picks up a small pile of papers.
"What are these Blossom?" He asks flipping through them, causing her to look at him and blush looking down.
"Those are poems by my favorite poets." She says reaching forward and taking the papers from his hands.
He smiles at her. "Really? Which one is your favorite?" He asks, curious to know his girlfriend's favorite poem.
She looks at the ground before quickly shuffling through the poems to find the one she loves the most. Once she finds it she hands it to him and smiles shyly. "It's stupid, but this one's my favorite. It's 'The Look' by Sara Teasdale."
Brick reads over the poem and smiles at her. "It's really pretty, I like it, I've never heard of the poet before though."
Blossom shrugs and takes the paper from his hands, setting it back onto her desk along with the other poems stacked neatly in the center.
In Buttercup's room Butch walks over to a similar desk in Buttercup's room, on the desk there's a bunch of cluttered papers, and in the center there's a book.
"What's this?" He asks, holding it up in front of her face. The book has a lock on it that requires a key or he would've opened it.
Buttercup's cheeks glow a deep shade of bright red as she grabs for the book in his hands, snatching it and holding it close to her chest. "It's just a journal." She says, placing it back on the desk and leading him away from it. "Hands off of it." She says in a playful tone, but he knows it's serious.
In Bubbles room Boomer walks over to Bubble's desk as well, but on her desk there are only two things. A small stack of paper, and a jar filled with tiny paper stars.
"These are awesome!" He says, holding up the jar to his face. Causing her to shift her attention from unpacking to him.
She smiles. "I have a bunch of them." She says, opening her closet and revealing at least 25 jars filled with the stars, and behind them at least 20 more empty.
"Wow." He says, smiling at her paper star collection. "I've never seen these before! They're so cool!"
She smiles and blushes at the compliment. "Thank you." She says, watching him admire her stars.
The day went smoothly as they moved themselves and the boys into their house, until night time.
That night the boys went to sleep and all was fine, but the girls, they couldn't sleep. All three of them could only think about how they got the boys kicked out of their own home, about how the boys had been yelled at by their father, all because of their relationship.
It made the girls want to cry, because these boys always do so much for them, and all they seem to do in return is cause them pain and trouble, maybe everyone else is right, maybe they just weren't meant to be couples.
That thought alone made Bubbles break, tears flowing from her face as she stands. She walks to the bathroom and closes what part of the door that isn't broke, so if Boomer wakes up he won't see her crying and she won't have to explain herself to him. Then she slinks against the bathroom wall and just sits there in silence, trying to think of something she can do for Boomer since he's always doing things for her. A few thoughts pop into her mind, but nothing big like she wants to do.
Boomer opens his eyes and is surprised to find Bubbles not in her spot beside him where she was when he fell asleep. He starts moving his hand along the bed in an attempt to find his missing girlfriend. When she doesn't magically appear he stands up and starts walking to find her, but he stop when she walks into her room before he can get far from the bed.
"Hey, where were you? I was about to go look for you." he says, wrapping his arms around her and guiding her back to the bed.
She smiles up at him, hoping that in the dark he won't be able to tell that she's been crying just now. "I went to the bathroom, I really need to fix that door some time."
Boomer smiles and pulls Bubbles down beside him on her bed, content to just be beside her, his fathers thoughts still ring in his ears, but they seem meaningless and far away as he lays beside Bubbles, the only girl he loves, and the only girl that he ever wants to love.
Brick opens his eyes and smiles sleepily at the girls beside him with his arm wrapped around her, then he notices that her eyes are open.
"Is something wrong Bloss?" He asks sleepily, rubbing his right eye and sitting up so he can see her more clearly. She sits up beside him.
"Nothing's wrong." She says laying her head down on his lap. "Why?" She asks, wondering how he can tell when she's upset just by looking at her.
He smirks. "I know something's wrong Blossom, and you'll have to tell me eventually, so why not just get it over with and tell me now.
Blossom sighs and turns her head to look up at him. "Brick." She says "I'm sorry, you keep telling me not to worry about your dad, but you've told me before how much you and him and your brothers love each other, and I came and I ruined it all just by being there and I-"
Brick stops her by putting his hand over her mouth. "Blossom." He says sleepily. "I love you so much more than you know, just trust me when I tell you that I know for a fact, I made the right choice when I chose to stay with you." He leans his whole body down and cranes his neck inward so he can press his lips over hers in a warm passionate kiss. "I love you." He says when they pull apart.
She smiles, feeling better now. "I love you too Brick." She says before he, once again, pulls her face against his in a kiss.
Buttercup's room is probably the darkest, having the dark green curtains that cover her room from the moonlight that threatens to wash in.
She closes her eyes and tries to go to sleep, and just as she almost drifts off she feels the bed shift quickly and she jumps up at the sudden movement.
"Sorry Baby." Butch mutters sleepily when he sees that he's disturbed his girlfriend. "Didn't mean to startle you" He mumbles, pulling her close to him.
She leans against him and inhales his scent, a slight mix of mint and hair gel lingering from his spiky hair. Being so close to him makes her worries vanish, even though she knows they'll come back as soon as she lets her guard back down, but right now all she cares about is finally being able to sleep. So she does, she sleeps in Butch's arms.
(A/N Thanks for reading lovely people! I spend a long time on this one, so please review and tell me what you think! Bye!)