Might be a chatfic at times. (Probably not)
There will be smut.
All the characters belong to Uru-chan🥰
There will be mental disorders like depression(for Arlo)
THE CHAPTERS USING PICTURES ARE JUST ONES THAT I WAS TOO LAZY TO REWRITE! THEY LAST UNTI...
Here is the next part! Hope you enjoy! ☺️ Also here is John and Arlo shirtless😏😉😳🥵🤭
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(Your welcome 😏🥵😉)
John's POV:
John took a bite of the spaghetti and was surprised at how good it was. 'Damn. Wish I could cook like this.' John thought.
John watched Arlo leave and was curious about what made him so sad in a few moments. John stuffed his mouth with the spaghetti and silently followed Arlo. Once Arlo's door was about to close John put his hand in between the door to stop it from making any noises. John then put his eye against the small crack and watched as Arlo sat on the bed and hugged a pillow to his chest.
John saw Arlo stare at the window, which was now covered in rain drops, and slowly start shaking. John saw Arlo's hand start shaking as the rest of his body followed suit. Within moments Arlo was hugging the pillow and crying quietly into it.
At that moment in time all that John felt like doing was hugging him and comforting him. John knew that Arlo needed some time alone but just as he was about to leave he heard Arlo speak quietly.
"I want to feel someone's warmth.......I want to feel wanted.......I want to feel comfortable in someone's arms.....I- ........" Arlo stopped for a moment before saying his next words, barely audibly. "I want to feel like I'm loved....." Arlo whispered.
John soundlessly entered the room and sat beside Arlo. Arlo looked up, shocked, before quickly turning his head to the side to avoid John being able to see him.
John gently turned Arlo's head towards him, not saying anything. Arlo's tears were still falling as John gently held his face. John's hand cupped Arlo's face and Arlo subconsciously leaned in to the touch.
John pulled Arlo in and hugged him, rubbing soothing circles into his back. They sat like that for an hour, Arlo crying in John's arms and John trying to comfort him.
