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Why do they have to do this dance every other week? It was getting pretty fucking exhausting.
Something would set Gold off, then he'd spiral himself into a split where he'd take everything out on Silver then when all is said and done, he'd come crawling back and wanting his boyfriend. And of course, Silver's arms would be open wide for him.
It was a tiring back and forth, it's not always like this though. Gold would have months of being fine, then boom, one thing.
It just takes one thing.
Really, what is Silver supposed to do? Drive over to his house and demand that he quits being like this and give him attention and make this relationship feel equal? No, he just has to wait. Honestly, when Gold is in the isolating type of split, it was a nice break. Silver gets to focus on stuff he normally doesn't, like hobbies that Gold didn't like.
Relationships shouldn't be where both parties cling onto each other so much they forget a bit of themselves, but that's how their relationship is and Silver is the happiest he's ever been.
His favorite splits were the ones where Gold won't leave him alone and go absolutely gaga over him. He likes when he can't get his hands off him and just keep wanting his undivided attention. Shoot, they say they want a crazy boy until they actually get one!
It's not like Silver was perfect either, he's clearly indulging in this behavior. Shit, he fucking loved Gold. He'd die for him! But when it's been over a week and he doesn't get one singular message from his boyfriend and is blocked on top of that? It got him thinking the worst, but all he can do is just wait.
It sucks, he isn't a good comforter and knows when Gold is thinking so black and white, all he can do is make things worse. He just has to sit there on his bed, and pathetically wait by his phone until he gets SOMETHING. Whatever acknowledgement, just something that shows Gold is not only alive but also ready to talk.
Some nights, Silver wants to go to his bathroom and cut himself over and over for every minute Gold ignores him. Send him a photo and tell him 'this is all your fault!'. He shouldn't, so he doesn't. Some nights he cries himself to sleep because he just wants his fucking boyfriend to be with him. But he knows that whatever he's suffering with, Gold has it tenfold right now. He just needs that backburner support. Frequent 'I love you' messages only do so much, so he just has to be ready for anything. Ready for a late night 'come over', ready for a dozen 'I hate you!' texts, ready for a fight, ready for rage baiting, ready for Gold to literally just show up and start attacking, or start kissing, or start crying. Be ready.
Probably the nights he hates most is when Gold comes over, sobbing and needed him, drunk from whatever he stole, and refusing to listen to Silver pleads of 'no' while Gold tries to initiate sex. Always, Silver gives in. Always, Silver hates Gold after it. Always, Silver forgives Gold.
He hated it when he was left with a string after giving Gold a rope, but he hated it more when he had all the rope and Gold could only take the string. Some nights he wants to cut contact with Gold and tell him to find someone else to play games with, but he knows that's not how he really feels, he's just frustrated from Gold being so...distant.
Fuck man, he just wants his fucking boyfriend. But all he can do now is wait.
And wait.
And wait..
And.....wait.
No matter how much it drives him insane, just do nothing but wait. Time eats all his children in the end, Gold will respond. Soon. Tomorrow is soon, next week is soon, next month is soon. It'll be soon.
Just wait.
And wait.
And wait...
Silver was planning to just go to bed tonight, hope that Gold was done with this stuff in the morning, hope that they can go back to being all over each other and unable to leave each other alone. But that notification that gave out a clear crisp 'ding' told him something else. He sat up immediately, opening the message and sure enough.
"I love you Silver."
Oh that's all he needed to read. All he needed to be fine. He checked the time, it's only nine at night, he could come over if Gold asked! He hoped Gold would ask.
"I'm lonely, can you come over?" Of course he can! Literally what he wanted! He didn't even have to think before getting up and going straight to his car to drive to Gold's. On the way he picked up Gold's favorite fast food. Oh and why not a plushie! Oh and why not some candy! Oh and why not a movie! Oh! Flowers!
By the time Silver got to Gold's he had a slew of all these things it almost took him a second trip to bring it all, but he refused. He shuffled awkwardly and knocked on the door, as soon as it opened Gold let out a quiet gasp.
"I got these for you."
"I noticed..you're such a simp."
"Did you not want them?"
"I just wanted you."
"Do you not like it?" Sometimes Gold doesn't.
"..You're too kind to me." Gold muttered in a pout, grabbing everything Silver brought in and putting it to the side so he could go back and kiss his stupid boyfriend. After a whole spree of them just going back and forth with who placed a kiss on the other's lips, Silver looked at Gold with a happy smile, meanwhile Gold went back to see all the stuff Silver got him.
"You feeling better now?"
"Sappy, but better."
"Are we going to crash on your bed and watch tv until we fall asleep?"
"You know it." Gold said, stuffed a fry into Silver's mouth. "Now stop waiting, let's go, I need my hands all on you."
"Roger that." Silver said with the stupidest smile ever. He was truly in love.
They were truly in love. For now. These things are bound to happen, what matters most is how you treat it afterwards.