SUMMARY: Toxic Kailor. I did say there'd be angst in this compilation, not just fluff! CONTAINS SWEARINGG. This is a songfic, based off the song up top, it's called Good Together, by SHY Martin

Kai tossed his bag down on the ground. Skylor rocked back and forth on her bed

I've been working on myself and on my patience

But sometimes that shit don't come easy

Throwing his phone on the bed, he unbuttoned his jacket. Skylor stared out through the window, her laptop still on.

And I see you've been tryin your best to give me explanations

But words don't really cut it lately

Kai took his shirt off, and picked up his pyjama top, his hand brushing over a hair tie on his wrist. Her hair tie.

Remember when our love was precious

We thought what we had was the best, yeah

Looking up at the photo on his desk, he turned it away.

Now every answer's a question

Like every night is one of us is getting aggressive

His mind sauntered to those drunken nights, the exciting nights filled with passion, the ones filled with fear, and anger.

The other one's acting possessive

Guess it's the way that we do shit now

Skylor hugged her pillow. It still smelt freshly of his cologne. The feeling of her lips on his lingered through her mind. Kai picked up the photo frame.

You and me we never say we're sorry

Hands around my body

Every argument they've had, it never ended well. Just them sucking each other's faces off, and barely speaking the next day.

Fucking 'til we're good

Fucking 'til we're good

Kai stared out the window, at the full moon. Was Skylor looking at it too?

And we promise we'll do better

Both go down together

Skylor fiddled with the teddy bear Kai had gotten for her on her birthday. Does Kai remember the days they'd go out and just let their worries melt away?

Fucking 'til we're good

If it isn't love why do we hurt so good?

"Why did you go when I needed you most, Sky?" Kai murmured, staring at the pictures on his phone. The pictures of good times.

If it isn't love, tell me why do we hurt so good together?

If it isn't love, tell me why do we feel so good?

Skylor looked up at the painted ceiling. She and Kai had painted it together. When...they were together. Are they still together? She asks herself that every day.

If it isn't love, tell me why do we hurt so good together?

So good together

Kai looked at the promise ring on his finger. He made two; one for him, one for Skylor. Does she still have it? Did she throw it away?

We don't do no, we don't do no conversations

We don't talk the way we used to

Skylor scrolled through all the voicemails on her phone. Voicemails of Kai's angry rants about her not answering, about her talking to other guys.

You act like we're all good sometimes, you know I hate it

'Cause it's so obvious it ain't true

Kai looked at one of the many framed pictures on his wall. It was taken minutes after an argument. Most of the pictures were. 

Remember when our love was precious

We thought what we had was the best yeah

If you looked closely, you could see the tears in Skylor's eyes, the handprint on Kai's cheek, the bruises on their wrists.

Now every answer's a question

Like every night is one of us is getting aggressive

They'd tried living together. It never lasted long.

The other one's acting possessive

Guess it's the way that we do shit now

It would end with one storming out, coming back drunk, the other in tears.

You and me we never say we're sorry

Hands around my body

Arguments from months ago would be brought up, increasing the anger and tension in the room, and fuelling their hatred and passion for one another.

Fucking 'til we're good (good)

Fucking 'til we're good

They craved each other, every damn day. Love is a drug, some say. These two are high on it, the bad type of love.

And we promise we'll do better

Both go down together

The type that hurts them, and others around them.

Fucking 'til we're good

If it isn't love, tell me why do we hurt so good?

Skylor traced the promise ring on her finger. Does Kai still have his?

If it isn't love, tell me why do we hurt so good together?

If it isn't love, tell me why do we feel so good?

He hated how their relationship was. So did she. Sure, some relationships had ups and downs, but for these two, there was never a happy moment that lasted longer than a few hours.

If it isn't love, tell me why do we hurt so good together?

So good together

One wrong move, one wrong sentence, and it could trigger anything.

Maybe I'm crazy

Maybe we're crazy

It was like treading on eggshells.

No one loves me better

Than you, you, you, you

He was crazy for her. She was crazy for him. Cupid clearly had something else in store for them. Fairytale romance, huh. Such bullshit.

You and me we never say we're sorry

Hands around my body

Kai sat up and grabbed his coat. He couldn't take it anymore. He had to see her. He needed her.

Fucking 'til we're good

Fucking 'til we're good

Skylor opened her front door. She had to see him. She needed him.

And we promise we'll do better

Both go down together

They met in the middle, which was an old, yet sturdy bridge. Looking at each other aimlessly, they glanced away, and stared out at the river beneath, the night sky blanketing them.

Fucking 'til we're good

If it isn't love, tell me why do we hurt so good?

"Didn't expect to see you here." Skylor mumbled, not taking her eyes off the river.

If it isn't love, tell me why do we hurt so good together?

If it isn't love, tell me why do we feel so good?

"It's a free place." Kai responded under his breath.

If it isn't love, tell me why do we hurt so good together?

So good together

Silence overtook them as they stared out into the night. And for the first time in a long time...it was calm, peaceful.

But they both knew it wouldn't last.