2 Works by binary_hazard
Eggsy isn't as alright as he lets on.
Or, the four times someone noticed the effects of Eggsy's abusive childhood, and the one time they did something about it.
“Earth to Scout, I repeat, earth to Scout," Ms Pauling called as she waved her hand in front of his face, laughter bubbling in her voice as she did. He jumped back a little, confused as to when she'd gotten so close, but grinned down at her all the same.
“Hey," he greeted, wincing when his voice cracked and pitched up higher than a choir boy's. He cleared his throat to fill the awkward lull of conversation as he built the nerve to open his mouth again. It was all for nought, because one look at Ms Pauling's cute, cherry red cheeks and contrastingly green eyes had him reeling. "You're lookin'- lookin' really hot."
He could have punched himself in the face.