(request! you have to read addicted to the knife by eggosandxmen to do this lol)

🧃| You weren’t sure what triggered Beetlejuice, but clearly something had, as you had found him hyperventilating and crying on the floor.

Being the person you were, your first instinct was to comfort him and calm him down, which is what you did. It’d taken a while, but he eventually calmed down, relaxing as his tears dried.

As of now, the two of you now sat on the couch, a blanket wrapped around him as Beetlejuice sipped on the tea you had made him. Some show he liked watching played faintly in the background, which Beetlejuice kept shooting glances at. You couldn’t tell if he appreciated it or absolutely despised you for turning it on.

“…uh, thanks, I guess.” He muttered after a moment, staring down at his reflection in the cup. “Don’t tell Lyds ‘bout this, kay…? Or Dr. Maitland. I’ve already had several in the past month.”