Grian’s pov:
It was 10 at night by the time I had returned the boys home and gotten home myself. I popped in through my window only to be met with an extremely worried Mumbo. “Where have you been! You’ve been gone for two hours! Do you know how worried I was when I came in and you were gone with the window open? I nearly called the police!” I placed my hands on his shoulders. “It’s not that big a deal, I'm fine. See?” he shook me off. “No!” he snapped. “It’s not fine! You can’t keep doing this to me! This-This sneaking around and lies. You keep hiding things from me… I thought we promised no secrets?!” something in me snapped. “That was in highschool! I’m a grown adult, you don’t own my life! You're acting just like your mom!”
The words left my mouth before I could stop them. My eyes widened and I covered my mouth, wishing I could take the words back. “M-mumbo, I'm so-” he cut me off. “Save it… your right. I'll be excusing myself now.” he left the room without another word. I slipped my shoes on, I needed to clear my head. Stopping at the frost door, I turned to look at Mumbo. “I’ll be back before midnight” he nodded, not looking at me. I sighed and left. I was so stupid! Oh, your best friend/practically brother is worried about you? Why not bring up his dead mother!
“Ughhh!”
I plopped onto a nearby bench. My eyes stung as they threatened me with tears. “I shouldn’t even be crying.” “How come?” I jumped, the sudden voice shocking me. Looking to my right stood Hotguy. Oh right, he was on patrol tonight. “I’m an idiot.” he sat down next to me. “What did you do?” I brought my knees up to my chest and hugged them. “I snapped at Mumbo and said some really dumb things.” he looked at me sympathetically. “Did you apologize?” I shrugged. “I tried to but he cut me off.” he paused. “Well there's definitely a lack of communication.” I scoffed. “You think I don't know that?!”
He flinched, slightly shocked. I groaned and buried my face into my knees. “I’m sorry… i didn’t mean to snap…” he frowned and pulled me into a hug. “Grian, did you ever go to therapy after what happened in highschool?” I looked up at him confused and shook my head. He sighed. “Maybe you should look into it. You’ve gone through a lot and are still going through a lot. It’s not good to bottle these things up…” I chuckled. “Who would I even talk to? I can’t tell a therapist about being a superhero.” he smiled. “My brother is a therapist, I think we can trust him with our identities.” I thought for a moment…
“I guess it would be a good idea.” he nodded. “Now, you head back and talk to Mumbo!” he said with a goofy grin plastered on his face. A sigh escaped my lips before pressing them on his. “Thanks, love you” he smiled and waved as I walked back to my apartment. For some reason I was hesitant at the door. I pushed the thought down and walked through the door. Mumbo was still sitting on the couch. I sat down next to him
“Hey… listen. I wanna say I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier. It was wrong and I never should’ve said those things to you.” He shook his head. “No, you had a point. I should stop worrying so much.” I pulled him into a hug. “I’ll stop worrying so much and try to relax a little and you don’t sneak out okay?” I smiled “okay.”
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A New Beginning
FanfictionAs Grian and Scar take on their responsibility as teachers and heros they face a new threat they've never dealt with before. can they juggle past trauma and love while still tending to those duties. Their family continues to grow bigger with every n...
