Art book [Mainly DSaF & Dialtown]

22(??) - DSaF ocs

So I checked my phone notes where I was writing the chap 2 of the red means I love you fic and stumbled over a rather long fic of Luther and Dawn...

Uh...I don't really remember writing it, since it was like 3:30-4:00am or so-

...idk where the idea came from, but uh yeah????

I guess it could be a what if but I doubt it, the fic was titled under "platonic yandere" so uh, most likely, occ at its finest.

....god, I don't know why I'm even bothering to shove this bere, I could just trash it off but well yeah, it's actually kind of interesting?
But unfinished, turns out I fell asleep during the thing so...

Yeah, bare with me and my clearly, sleep deprived dumbass lol

—hey....luther?
The blue headed phone chims in, anxiously twirling his fingers together as he dared look at his white phone headed friend

—yes?
Luther looks at the other, attention now fully in his small friend.

—...company told me a few things today...
He started, glancing back at his hands to try ease his nervousness. Luther merely tilted his head, urging his friend to go on.

—...well, uhm...company said I'd be sent to a joint to work at
He starts, finally daring to keep eye contact or as close as that could be

—oh that's great! You'll finally get to work at some joint bluey!
Luther cheers, probably expecting it to be a nearby join or a close by state, he couldn't help but feel a pained squeeze in his chest at the idea of his best friend leaving tho.

—there's an issue...
He murmurs, looking with worry and concern at his friend, knowing that he might not take it greatly...yet Luther was only confused.

—what's wrong? You don't wanna go?
He asks a slightly worried, couldn't be that bad, surely!

—... it's.. it's a new joint a-and well...
He traces off, starting to have second thoughts about it... should he really tell him?

—it's alright tell me! I don't bite!
The white headed phone joked, trying to lighten the mood, which did manage to make his friend chuckle but it followed by a distressed sigh

—.. it's a joint out of America Luther
He paused, hoping it would give some time to process before he picked it up
.—... it's on canada and I very much doubt I'll come back, unless the joint was to close or I had some sort of deadly failure, I suppose...?

Luther couldn't help but stare, taken by surprise  by this information, he only managed to say a strangled 'oh', before he fell deadly silent, staring into his lap with many thoughts running through his mind

—Luther?...
Dawn asks softly, concern lacing in his voice as he gently touched his shoulder

Luther stood quiet, taking a moment more to process before he suddenly hugged his smaller friend with a death grip, clearly startling the blue phone, wincing as he gently hugs back in a comforting manner, rubbing his back as he sighs and sets his head on Luther's shoulder.