If i were born different. //Salvis//

(17) Tears and affection.

Sal hadnt been okay after the lashing out. He spent the rest of the day home and crying, he was really hurt by travis. He didn't understand what he did wrong and tried to figure out what he did to make travis act that way. He tried to conspire a reason, and every reason sal thought of was all the fault of his own. He obviously blammed himself alot for the lashing out.

And the later it got made sals mopping into sobs. He sat against his bed, curled up on the matress holding gizmo. He was a grown man, he didnt need to be sad like this but he was. Sal hadnt cried in a while, he needed a good cry but he was really upset this time. He didnt sleep, when he did it was only a few minutes before waking up. The guilt kinda ate him up completely. He couldnt do much but wondered what travis was doing.

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Travis spent another day inside the hell house. He wokeup early because his stomach was eating at itself and he was starving. He remebered the argument that happened exactly a day ago with sal. Travis hadnt contacted the boy, like at all. So he wanted to apologize this morning.

Travis showered and put on a wife beater with his favorite grey sweatpants again. He really liked this exact outfit it made him look good. He went out to get food for him and sal. He was planning on showing up to sals, handing him food, saying sorry and calling it a day.

Travis pulled up into the boys driveway and took his time getting out and walking up to the door to knock. Sal had just woken up and was feeding gizmo. He put alot of his mornings asside just to sit with gizmo maybe drink coffee with him and feed him. Gizmo was like his son. But he heard the knock amd set the cats food down. He gave a quick be right back before walking to open the door.

Ofcourse they both had different reactions. Sals smile turned to a frown even though travis was looking extremely good in his outfit again, travs frown turned to a smile. Travis handed sal the food. "Goodmorning sal im sorry about yesterday honestly i wasnt in the best mood and i apologize." He said briefly

Sal couldnt just smile take the food and move on. He had been really hurt, he didnt sleep the night prior really and under his prosthetic was just tear stains against his rugged skin.

"thank you.." He mumbled out looking down at the food. He wasnt very hungry
"ofcourse sal i just wanted to make sure you were alright i didnt mean anything by what i said."

Sal looked up, he couldnt keep quiet. "Well it hurt me. And i tried to figure out why. Or even what i did to cause it but it wasnt me it was you and now you come in with your lame ass sorry and for me to forgive you.." He mumbled as he felt the tears well back up in his eye.

Travis was shocked, he didnt relize he hurt sal so bad. He felt awful. "Sal i didnt know i hurt you like that i didnt mean it my sorry doesnt really matter but i dont know how to fix it. I just.. I really want you to know that i didnt mean what was said."

Sal thought it was stupid, this whole thing he was getting a bit upset. Travis set his food down and slowly pulled sal into a hug. His hands running through the boys hair. Sal was a bit shocked but he hugged back and cried again.

Travis didnt know what to do, how to comfort. This was never usual for him but he knew that his boy was hurting because of him and it broke his heart so much. He held onto sal tightly before the hug was broken.

"how about we just go eat and get energy into our bodies and maybe you can go to sleep after, i can stay a while. Let you sleep and stuff." Travis said looking at sal.

Sal wasnt one to really hold grudges unless it was truely unimaginable. So he nodded his head, he felt so terrible about everything travis had said. "Yeah, but im not really hungry at the moment.."

Travis pulled back, Gently holding sals hand and, grabbed the food he'd brought for Sal; He would take it, setting it into the fridge. His hand still holding sals as he lead the boy back to his bedroom.

Sal was sniffling still, he didnt like being so vulnerable but right now he couldnt help it. Travis closed the door after sal stepped in as his hand let go of sals, trailing up to hold sals jaw, some of his palm against sals actual skin, the other half on sals prosthetic.

Sals gaze was up at travis. He admired every thing about travis, even if he was supposed to be upset. He couldnt stay mad.

Travis's hands slid up a bit more. Tilting his gaze down at sal so he didnt have to crouch. "Can i take this off?" He asked, referring to the prosthetic on the boys face. Sal chewed his lip.

"Yeah.." Sal quietly said. And travis slid it off.

//nsfw next chapter yall❤️