#chepe x jose
Continuation of @my-gunpowderComic
So in this AU Chepe has a lot of issue of being loved. He always wants to be in control and showing any tenderness is a weakness for him.
Mr. Sandman
A one shot fic for @my-gunpowderand@papermachette
A/n: so i wrote this song fic in like 1 hour bc i needed to get it out of my head. Some lines may be cheesy, corny or cringey but i still hope to those who read it that they enjoy it. Note that my first language isn’t actually english it’s german so there might some spelling mistakes but fuck it. I’m an absolute sucker for pain and toxic relationship (also me: can’t really write angst :/). And i’m a fan of jose/chepe and their creators so yeah (my oc also makes an appearance bc why not?). Thank you for creating your blogs and i hope you enjoy this gift from me :3
Chepe and José are in their youth and i hope i haven’t writen Chepe too ooc
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
Were did they go so wrong? Was it always going to be this way? Or was this relationship doomed from the start? Maybe it was his fucking pride that got in the way. Yes. That was it. Maybe if he had been more open and less of an asshole, if he wasn’t such a fucking coward, afraid to be vunerable for one second then mAYBE-
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonely nights are over
He still remembers his soft lips. So gentle, so loving. Kissing his knuckles when he got into a stupid fight with some asshole again and had to get fixed up. The first time he did it, he felt as his heart would explode out of his chest. The raw emotions he saw in the other boys eyes were so strong that he couldn’t help but to stutter and blush. No one ever looked at him like that. No one.
Sandman, I’m so alone
Don’t have nobody to call my own
After that he knew. He knew that he fell in love. Every time he saw him on the streets or in the market his face would feel hot and everytime the young man would wave at him, he himself would smile and wave arkwardly back. Sometimes he would even run away but every time he would be asked about it, he would tell the person to fuck off, because he was Chepe and Chepe wasn’t a coward. Because Chepe was a player, not a blushing school girl who would run away just like that.
So please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
“Would you like a second chance?”
Yes.
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
The confession was chaos. He never felt so nervous in his life. Chepe was hot and cold at the same time. He was shivering out of excitement? Nervousness? He didn’t know. He didn’t care. Not with the boy of his dreams so close to him. Yet so far away. He found a spot far away from the village. A lake wich he found on acciedent. When he needed to cool off from his parents. And seeing his crush marveling at his secret spot filled him with pride. But then those eyes. Those cursed eyes with these emotions so open. They turned to him and he felt his knees go weak, his throat go dry and his heart go faster. Run away. And so he did. But before he could, another hand grasped his wrist. He tried to get free but he couldn’t. It wouldn’t let him. He asked, wanted to know what was wrong. Chepe didn’t want to tell him but of course his stupid mouth didn’t want to work like he wanted it to. I love you. Chepe saw a soft smile appear and he knew everything would be alright.
Give him the word that I’m not a rover
Then tell him that his lonely nights are over
The kisses. The words. They felt like the sweetest honey. When the boy gave them to him. He pretended not to care or to feel annoyed. But he knew that deep in his heart he never wanted it to stop. And by the looks his now boyfriend gave him, Chepe knew that the other boy knew as well.
Ooh Sandman, I’m so alone
Don’t have nobody to call my own
But of course the world isn’t always covered in rainbows. Chepe didn’t like it when his boyfriend hung out with others. His jealousy getting the better of him. Endless what-if’s in his head that would never stop. Accusing the other boy that he left him for someone else. Someone better. Someone who was not Chepe. The arguments never stopped. They only got worse. He knew that he would never leave him. But Chepe wasn’t vulnerable. He wasn’t for one fucking second. He didn’t apolegize. And that was his first mistake.
So please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
“I could give you one…”
Could you really?
Oh, Sandman bring us a dream
Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
The boy gave him everything.
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonely nights are over
And he threw it all away. Like it was nothing.
Oh Sandman, I’m so alone
Don’t have nobody to call my own
Why did he threw it away? The kisses. The words. The touch. The laughter. The raw love in so many forms.
So please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?-
“Of course. I can make you see him again. Your José.”
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
A small little glas closed with a cork dangled in front of his face. A golden glowing yet black sand swirled inside it. The person holding the small glas, standing in front of him had long black hair that reached to the ground and covered their face. Their green big ruana dirty and torn.
“You just have to drink this.”
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonely nights are over
Chepe took the glas. Uncorked it and drank it.
That was his second mistake.
WHA-
THIS IS AWESOME!!!!
thank you!!
I’m in love. Thank you!! Makes me want to draw more of their young sweet selves.
