❝𝑩𝒊𝒈, 𝒃𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒖𝒇𝒇 - 𝑫𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒏❞

                                    

                                          
SO YK DUFF THREATNING TO BEAT STEVENS DEALER? NO? YEA IDK BUT ITS INSPIRED FORM THAT
Also kinda cheesy 
walking down the dimly-lit alleyway I held Steven tight to me, the smell of his strong cologne filling my nose
The wind making his hair bounce, tense why Axl had named him popcorn.
"Are you alright?" I asked, knowing he was drunk as drunk could be. Then again I've been drinking vodka like no tomorrow.
"Are you alright?" Steven repeated looking up and laughing with a coy smile on his lips. When a guy, somewhat tall but still way shorter then me was walking down. 
"Steven!" Said a familiar voice.
"Uhh, hey?" He said edging a bit closer to me.
"Do you want to buy some?" He asked with a dirty smile.
"No, thanks." He responded.
"Awh come on." He got closer, trying to make himself bigger he stood up straight, so high his eyes were just black like his soul was void.
"Right, he said no." Trying to keep some sort of peace.
"When were you in this conversation blondie?" He snickered and pushed at me slightly back.
"Since you got here, just back off." I said pulling Steven slightly closer to me.
"Duff." He said softly nuzzling to my arm.
"So are you guys gay lovers or what?" 
I clenched my jaw, anger growing in me.
"So steven-" 
"Leave him alone, he doesnt want your shit." 
"What are you going to do about it?" 
"Beat the crap out of you." 
"That was chees-" I grabbed the back of his greasy hair punching his already disfigured face, he fought trying to break away from my grip and swing. Putting up a fine fight, punching me straight to the nose I grabbed him and slammed his head against the wall knocking him down unconscious. 
"Oh fuck." I sobbed feeling his neck for a pulse.
A slow and painful pulse echoed through his body. I stood up tears rolling down my cheek I cried into Stevens neck as he held me.