Illyana and Billy Backdated
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ax_main Illyana comes to talk to Billy about the power outage and Billy spills. He gets some very Yana-like advice.
Illyana stood outside Billy's door, shifting from one foot to the other and looking nearly as awkward as she felt.
She should have checked on Billy sooner. She knew that. She had, at least, a good idea of how Kitty was doing - and her roommate hadn't put up with her brooding for long before threatening to poke at her with her crutches. But she'd been avoiding Billy, mostly because she had no idea what to say. What did you say when your master nearly killed your not-really-apprentice?
Somehow, sorry didn't cut it.
The electrical short out that morning, though, followed up by one of Billy's lame excuses on the forums - that, she couldn't ignore. And so finally, she took a deep breath and knocked on his door.
Hopefully his roommate wasn't there. She had a feeling she wasn't exactly on his favorite people list at the moment.
School today had been the absolute worst. He couldn't even remember anything that had been said in class and would probably have to borrow someone's notes. He'd have to ask Kurt what happens in US history and Wynonna the same for Spanish since he had skipped both classes.
He sighed, looking over at Teddy's unmade bed that made him want to simultaneously throw things and break down crying, which surprisingly wasn't impossible. He jumped when he heard the knock on his door, his first thought going to Teddy, but that was stupid. Teddy wouldn't knock on his own door, right?
He stood up and walked over opening the door a crack to peek out, eyes going wide when it was another blonde he loved. "Yana?" He pulled the door open further and wished suddenly that he didn't look so awful. "Hey, what's up?"
"Thought I'd ask you that." Illyana quirked a tentative smile and shrugged. "Can I maybe come in?"
Billy hesitated for a second, not sure if Teddy would be back to collect his things and if so he really didn't want to be around for that. Instead though, he nodded and motioned for her to come in, closing the door behind her and hoping that Teddy stayed gone, at least while he was here. He moved over to his side of the room and sat down at his desk, glad he had worn his hoodie jacket so it covered his cast. "You okay? I haven't seen you in a few days."
"I wasn't altogether sure you'd want to." Illyana looked around, sighed, and grabbed Teddy's chair to plop down on. "If you'd rather not, I can go. It's okay. I just wanted to see if you were okay." And yeah, she'd avoided his question. Whatever. She was fine.
Billy frowned a little, reaching out with his leg to give her knee a gentle push with his foot. "You saying that because of what happened in Limbo? Yana, I already told you, I don't blame you and you shouldn't either."
"Kinda hard not to when it was my fault." Illyana shrugged and gave his wrist a pointed look, then looked back up at his face. "Anyway, how're you doing?" She forced a grin. "Also? 'I fell' is the lamest explanation ever. No one believes it."
Billy frowned at what she said being her fault, but didn't press anymore. He shrugged at her next comment, rolling his eyes a little. "I could have fallen. I can fly ya know, falling while flying could do this."
"Maybe. But considering that Kitty's hurt too, and someone caught the word 'demons', it's pretty much a no brainer that you didn't fall out of the sky and bounce," she pointed out.
Billy cringed a little, looking down at his knee as he picked at the frayed edges of a hole in his jeans. "I didn't want people to get upset." The at you was implied and his mouth twisted a little as he thought about it more, glancing back up at her. "No one been giving you trouble for it, have they?"
Illyana shrugged. "Nothing I can't handle." Or that she didn't deserve, for that matter, but she wasn't mentioning that.
Billy frowned deeply at that, looking a little irritated. "Who?"
"Not your problem. Also, you're not answering the 'how are you doing' question. Don't think I haven't noticed." She quirked a bit of a smile.
Billy shrank back a little when she didn't seem to be dropping that, hunching his shoulders a little and turning to glance at his laptop that looked like it had seen better days. "I'm...not great, but I'll get over it."
Illyana chewed at her lip a little, and finally nodded. "Yeah. It's just getting there that sucks," she acknowledged quietly. "Is that what happened this morning? Nightmare?"
"This morning?" Billy's face went dark, letting out a deep sigh and rubbing his hands over his face. "No, this morning wasn't a nightmare. This morning was a...roommate disagreement."
"That must've been one hell of a disagreement." Illyana's eyebrows climbed and she tilted her head. "Want to tell me?"
Billy opened his mouth only to close it again as he tried to think of the right way to even describe what had happened. He tried again and this time he found the words. "Teddy lied to me and I might have gone a little over the edge with things I said."
"What'd he lie to you about?" Illyana asked, frowning. For Billy to have gone over the edge over it, she was guessing it was something pretty major.
At that question Billy squirmed a little in his chair, not sure how to answer that when he didn't want to out Teddy even though he was pissed. "Umm...it's not really fair of me to say that. It's something personal."
He hated this so much.
Something personal. Awkward enough to make Billy squirm, personal enough (to him, not the meathead roommate) that he'd been so pissed he'd shorted out the school's electricity. Illyana frowned, puzzling that out and adding to it the weird things she'd noticed about Teddy that she hadn't quite been able to put her finger on. And came up with one seriously annoying conclusion.
"He's gay. He's gotta be gay."
Billy choked on his spit and he almost fell backwards out of his dolly chair, only to be saved by a hand flying out to grip his desk before he tipped. "H-how did you-? I mean, you knew?!"
Billy tried to think back on all the times he'd hung out with Teddy, if there had been any real signs that could have given him doubt. Teddy wasn't a stereotype, but neither really was he or JP so he didn't know why he had thought...
Because Teddy hadn't denied it when Billy had called him straight and Billy had taken him for his not-word. "How did you know?"
"I didn't," Illyana admitted. "I knew there was something he was hiding, but I didn't know what." She shrugged. "It could've been he wasn't comfortable with me. Or magic. Or sitting close to people. But none of those things would've gotten you so pissed off that you killed the electricity while I was blow drying my hair. So..."
Billy cringed at that, apparently hair drying time was high in the mornings cause now that was his second complaint. "I'm sorry about that and the fight didn't start out with me so...ugh. Yana, I kissed him last night and he kinda freaked then tried to sneak out this morning. After I caught him, he admitted to being gay and I got upset, then things just snowballed."
Illyana waved aside the apology - her hair really didn't matter much in the big picture, after all - then frowned. "Hold it. He freaked, waited what, eight hours, and then admitted he was gay? And if he's gay, why did he freak in the first place?" She made a face. "Sorry to say this, but your roommate's weird. Even by my standards."
"I don't know!" Billy cried in exasperation. "I first thought he was freaking out cause ya know, gay roommate macking on him when he's straight, but that wasn't the case, so now I think it's..." Billy hated how much this hurt. "I think it's cause he just doesn't like me like that, maybe?"
"Maybe? Or maybe he does and isn't ready to admit it?" Illyana sighed. "I don't know, Billy. I suck at this stuff."
"You suck at this stuff and yet you have a quasi-boyfriend." Billy raised an eyebrow. "You can't suck too much then."
"Yeah, well, according to him, he sucks at this stuff too. Maybe that's why it works." Illyana shrugged. "Anyway, it sounds like the problem's with your idiot roommate, not you."
Billy shifted a little guilty and sighed. "I...said some really bad things to him, Yana. I don't know why I did, but I just got so upset and I knew what would hurt him."
That ugly side of him that wanted to see Teddy in pain made him feel sick.
Illyana shrugged again. "You were pissed. And hurt. You wanted to pass it on." She smiled faintly. "That I understand. It was pretty asshole-ish of him."
Billy could argue this, which was surprising cause she was being completely on his side and that very rarely happened, so instead he just smiled. "Well, I don't think that's the healthiest thing, but thanks for letting me talk about it."
He rolled his chair closer to hers. "Can I ask a favor?"
"As long as it's not 'Can you send my roommate to Limbo?', because I'd do it and I'm in enough trouble already." Illyana smiled a little and reached for his not-casted hand. "But yeah, of course. What do you need?"
When she took his hand, he quickly turned it so he could hold her's back as well and smiled. "No, nothing like. I was wondering if I could stay with you and Kitty for tonight? I don't know where he is, but I don't want to be here when he gets back."
"Oh yeah, no problem. I mean, I'll check with Kitty, but I doubt she'll mind." She grinned. "You can have my bed."
When she agreed he felt like a heavy weight was lifted from his shoulders, he wouldn't have to risk seeing Teddy tonight and he smiled. "No, that's not working. I'm the guest this time, so floor for me."
"I thought you said the guest wasn't supposed to sleep on the floor?" Illyana's eyebrows raised in challenge as she tried not to laugh.
Billy narrowed his eyes and reached out his leg to push as her chair so she went rolling away a bit. "Don't try and turn my words against me. You slept on the floor last time so now it's my turn."
Illyana wrinkled her nose and put her feet down to stop her backwards progress. "Actually, we both ended up sleeping in your bed," she pointed out.
Billy rolled his eyes. "Okay, well, unless you wanna explain to Kitty why you and me are smashed up in your bed together, I think I should take the floor."
"I'm guessing explaining it to Kitty would be easier than when you had to explain it to your roommate." Illyana shrugged. "Besides, I'd offer to crawl in with her, but I'm afraid I'd bump her knee. You've got the cast thing going, at least. I'm less likely to injury you more."
Billy couldn't help but grin at that and shook his head. "Fine, well, unless our want to share a bed again, let me have the floor."
He wasn't opposed to sharing a bed, especially now with the nightmares, maybe holding Yana would help keep them at bay.
"I'm fine with sharing." It wasn't like it was a big deal. Besides, Billy was snugly.
Billy gave her a small smile and nodded. "Alright. You beat me, we'll share. But if I send up glued to you in the morning again, you can't complain. Okay?"
Illyana rolled her eyes. "Fair, whatever. Go pack your stuff, we can watch a movie." She gave him a look. "One without singing kids and Nazi's." Granted, she still hadn't seen that, but it sounded really stupid. From everything she'd heard, Nazis weren't anything to sing about.
He had been about to get up and do as she said, then she made that remark at his movie so he had to stick his tongue out at her to show his displeasure. "Okay, no actual Nazis sing. Only one who does is about to become a nazi and he doesn't sing after he makes that choice."
"Well, that's something," she conceded as she got to her feet, wrinkling her nose at both his tongue-sticking-out and choice of favorite movie. "Not much, but something. Why aren't there musicals that make sense?"
Illyana stood outside Billy's door, shifting from one foot to the other and looking nearly as awkward as she felt.
She should have checked on Billy sooner. She knew that. She had, at least, a good idea of how Kitty was doing - and her roommate hadn't put up with her brooding for long before threatening to poke at her with her crutches. But she'd been avoiding Billy, mostly because she had no idea what to say. What did you say when your master nearly killed your not-really-apprentice?
Somehow, sorry didn't cut it.
The electrical short out that morning, though, followed up by one of Billy's lame excuses on the forums - that, she couldn't ignore. And so finally, she took a deep breath and knocked on his door.
Hopefully his roommate wasn't there. She had a feeling she wasn't exactly on his favorite people list at the moment.
School today had been the absolute worst. He couldn't even remember anything that had been said in class and would probably have to borrow someone's notes. He'd have to ask Kurt what happens in US history and Wynonna the same for Spanish since he had skipped both classes.
He sighed, looking over at Teddy's unmade bed that made him want to simultaneously throw things and break down crying, which surprisingly wasn't impossible. He jumped when he heard the knock on his door, his first thought going to Teddy, but that was stupid. Teddy wouldn't knock on his own door, right?
He stood up and walked over opening the door a crack to peek out, eyes going wide when it was another blonde he loved. "Yana?" He pulled the door open further and wished suddenly that he didn't look so awful. "Hey, what's up?"
"Thought I'd ask you that." Illyana quirked a tentative smile and shrugged. "Can I maybe come in?"
Billy hesitated for a second, not sure if Teddy would be back to collect his things and if so he really didn't want to be around for that. Instead though, he nodded and motioned for her to come in, closing the door behind her and hoping that Teddy stayed gone, at least while he was here. He moved over to his side of the room and sat down at his desk, glad he had worn his hoodie jacket so it covered his cast. "You okay? I haven't seen you in a few days."
"I wasn't altogether sure you'd want to." Illyana looked around, sighed, and grabbed Teddy's chair to plop down on. "If you'd rather not, I can go. It's okay. I just wanted to see if you were okay." And yeah, she'd avoided his question. Whatever. She was fine.
Billy frowned a little, reaching out with his leg to give her knee a gentle push with his foot. "You saying that because of what happened in Limbo? Yana, I already told you, I don't blame you and you shouldn't either."
"Kinda hard not to when it was my fault." Illyana shrugged and gave his wrist a pointed look, then looked back up at his face. "Anyway, how're you doing?" She forced a grin. "Also? 'I fell' is the lamest explanation ever. No one believes it."
Billy frowned at what she said being her fault, but didn't press anymore. He shrugged at her next comment, rolling his eyes a little. "I could have fallen. I can fly ya know, falling while flying could do this."
"Maybe. But considering that Kitty's hurt too, and someone caught the word 'demons', it's pretty much a no brainer that you didn't fall out of the sky and bounce," she pointed out.
Billy cringed a little, looking down at his knee as he picked at the frayed edges of a hole in his jeans. "I didn't want people to get upset." The at you was implied and his mouth twisted a little as he thought about it more, glancing back up at her. "No one been giving you trouble for it, have they?"
Illyana shrugged. "Nothing I can't handle." Or that she didn't deserve, for that matter, but she wasn't mentioning that.
Billy frowned deeply at that, looking a little irritated. "Who?"
"Not your problem. Also, you're not answering the 'how are you doing' question. Don't think I haven't noticed." She quirked a bit of a smile.
Billy shrank back a little when she didn't seem to be dropping that, hunching his shoulders a little and turning to glance at his laptop that looked like it had seen better days. "I'm...not great, but I'll get over it."
Illyana chewed at her lip a little, and finally nodded. "Yeah. It's just getting there that sucks," she acknowledged quietly. "Is that what happened this morning? Nightmare?"
"This morning?" Billy's face went dark, letting out a deep sigh and rubbing his hands over his face. "No, this morning wasn't a nightmare. This morning was a...roommate disagreement."
"That must've been one hell of a disagreement." Illyana's eyebrows climbed and she tilted her head. "Want to tell me?"
Billy opened his mouth only to close it again as he tried to think of the right way to even describe what had happened. He tried again and this time he found the words. "Teddy lied to me and I might have gone a little over the edge with things I said."
"What'd he lie to you about?" Illyana asked, frowning. For Billy to have gone over the edge over it, she was guessing it was something pretty major.
At that question Billy squirmed a little in his chair, not sure how to answer that when he didn't want to out Teddy even though he was pissed. "Umm...it's not really fair of me to say that. It's something personal."
He hated this so much.
Something personal. Awkward enough to make Billy squirm, personal enough (to him, not the meathead roommate) that he'd been so pissed he'd shorted out the school's electricity. Illyana frowned, puzzling that out and adding to it the weird things she'd noticed about Teddy that she hadn't quite been able to put her finger on. And came up with one seriously annoying conclusion.
"He's gay. He's gotta be gay."
Billy choked on his spit and he almost fell backwards out of his dolly chair, only to be saved by a hand flying out to grip his desk before he tipped. "H-how did you-? I mean, you knew?!"
Billy tried to think back on all the times he'd hung out with Teddy, if there had been any real signs that could have given him doubt. Teddy wasn't a stereotype, but neither really was he or JP so he didn't know why he had thought...
Because Teddy hadn't denied it when Billy had called him straight and Billy had taken him for his not-word. "How did you know?"
"I didn't," Illyana admitted. "I knew there was something he was hiding, but I didn't know what." She shrugged. "It could've been he wasn't comfortable with me. Or magic. Or sitting close to people. But none of those things would've gotten you so pissed off that you killed the electricity while I was blow drying my hair. So..."
Billy cringed at that, apparently hair drying time was high in the mornings cause now that was his second complaint. "I'm sorry about that and the fight didn't start out with me so...ugh. Yana, I kissed him last night and he kinda freaked then tried to sneak out this morning. After I caught him, he admitted to being gay and I got upset, then things just snowballed."
Illyana waved aside the apology - her hair really didn't matter much in the big picture, after all - then frowned. "Hold it. He freaked, waited what, eight hours, and then admitted he was gay? And if he's gay, why did he freak in the first place?" She made a face. "Sorry to say this, but your roommate's weird. Even by my standards."
"I don't know!" Billy cried in exasperation. "I first thought he was freaking out cause ya know, gay roommate macking on him when he's straight, but that wasn't the case, so now I think it's..." Billy hated how much this hurt. "I think it's cause he just doesn't like me like that, maybe?"
"Maybe? Or maybe he does and isn't ready to admit it?" Illyana sighed. "I don't know, Billy. I suck at this stuff."
"You suck at this stuff and yet you have a quasi-boyfriend." Billy raised an eyebrow. "You can't suck too much then."
"Yeah, well, according to him, he sucks at this stuff too. Maybe that's why it works." Illyana shrugged. "Anyway, it sounds like the problem's with your idiot roommate, not you."
Billy shifted a little guilty and sighed. "I...said some really bad things to him, Yana. I don't know why I did, but I just got so upset and I knew what would hurt him."
That ugly side of him that wanted to see Teddy in pain made him feel sick.
Illyana shrugged again. "You were pissed. And hurt. You wanted to pass it on." She smiled faintly. "That I understand. It was pretty asshole-ish of him."
Billy could argue this, which was surprising cause she was being completely on his side and that very rarely happened, so instead he just smiled. "Well, I don't think that's the healthiest thing, but thanks for letting me talk about it."
He rolled his chair closer to hers. "Can I ask a favor?"
"As long as it's not 'Can you send my roommate to Limbo?', because I'd do it and I'm in enough trouble already." Illyana smiled a little and reached for his not-casted hand. "But yeah, of course. What do you need?"
When she took his hand, he quickly turned it so he could hold her's back as well and smiled. "No, nothing like. I was wondering if I could stay with you and Kitty for tonight? I don't know where he is, but I don't want to be here when he gets back."
"Oh yeah, no problem. I mean, I'll check with Kitty, but I doubt she'll mind." She grinned. "You can have my bed."
When she agreed he felt like a heavy weight was lifted from his shoulders, he wouldn't have to risk seeing Teddy tonight and he smiled. "No, that's not working. I'm the guest this time, so floor for me."
"I thought you said the guest wasn't supposed to sleep on the floor?" Illyana's eyebrows raised in challenge as she tried not to laugh.
Billy narrowed his eyes and reached out his leg to push as her chair so she went rolling away a bit. "Don't try and turn my words against me. You slept on the floor last time so now it's my turn."
Illyana wrinkled her nose and put her feet down to stop her backwards progress. "Actually, we both ended up sleeping in your bed," she pointed out.
Billy rolled his eyes. "Okay, well, unless you wanna explain to Kitty why you and me are smashed up in your bed together, I think I should take the floor."
"I'm guessing explaining it to Kitty would be easier than when you had to explain it to your roommate." Illyana shrugged. "Besides, I'd offer to crawl in with her, but I'm afraid I'd bump her knee. You've got the cast thing going, at least. I'm less likely to injury you more."
Billy couldn't help but grin at that and shook his head. "Fine, well, unless our want to share a bed again, let me have the floor."
He wasn't opposed to sharing a bed, especially now with the nightmares, maybe holding Yana would help keep them at bay.
"I'm fine with sharing." It wasn't like it was a big deal. Besides, Billy was snugly.
Billy gave her a small smile and nodded. "Alright. You beat me, we'll share. But if I send up glued to you in the morning again, you can't complain. Okay?"
Illyana rolled her eyes. "Fair, whatever. Go pack your stuff, we can watch a movie." She gave him a look. "One without singing kids and Nazi's." Granted, she still hadn't seen that, but it sounded really stupid. From everything she'd heard, Nazis weren't anything to sing about.
He had been about to get up and do as she said, then she made that remark at his movie so he had to stick his tongue out at her to show his displeasure. "Okay, no actual Nazis sing. Only one who does is about to become a nazi and he doesn't sing after he makes that choice."
"Well, that's something," she conceded as she got to her feet, wrinkling her nose at both his tongue-sticking-out and choice of favorite movie. "Not much, but something. Why aren't there musicals that make sense?"
