"Sapphire"

Meteor Shower 🖤🤍

Title is a little appealing, i know.

🖤 yes more angst :3! but it also has fluff so be happy.

ON WITH THE STORY DAMMIT

I cradle smg3 in my arms, he was a little heavy, but as was i. And plus i'm weaker than smg3, working out never was my thing. I sit him at his bed, brushing hair out of his face as my thumbs wipe the remaining tears.

"Hey, 3... You don't have to worry about that. I have my fears too, and you intimidate me. I'm being honest! Your so tough, i hate seeing a tough man like you cry..."

And i was honest. Fully. 3 does intimidate me!...

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Well... not that much...

BUT I DONT KNOW! i have a bigger fear of the dark than anything, and i also had a crazy fear or being alone, so i wanted to reassure 3 to let him know he isn't.

His wet eyes flicker to mine weakly, his eyes fluttering twice then widening. 

"Really?" he managed to mutter without a stutter

"I don't wanna lie to you, so no. But still, I get why you would have the fear, or even intimidated. I'm a lot to deal with, and i'm sorry mario had to bring it up when it wasn't asked for. He's very... space invading, but we should put up with him like he puts up with us, okay?"

I didn't wanna lie, i couldn't lie. Not to his sweet  face.

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Smg4 reassured me enough in the past arc's. Every single time it pissed me off, yet i never understood why... It's like...

He stoops down to my level, but why? He doesn't get a reward for it? Why would he Care about me?

"Hey 3... you don't have to worry about that. I have my fears too, and you intimidate me. I'm being honest! Your so tough, i hate seeing a tough man like you cry..."

i knew he was lying, maybe not the whole thing, but im not scary. As much as past me would've hated to hear that, i know it's the truth, so i don't know why i asked otherwise.

"Really?"

i asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I was pissed off a little, just at the fact smg4 was by my side. He should be better than me, like always. He's been better, and i don't care. It's whatever, but why is he stooping down for me. It pisses me off that he's putting me as a priority.

He soon admitted that he was lying, But in the nicest way possible. I hate seeing him being nice to me, why is he nice to me?!

"Whatever, scrub..." i say with a sniffle, wiping my nose on my sleeve and looking into my lap.

He gave a reassuring nod, ugh. So annoying.

He walked to the door, opening it.

"Wait, 4...?" i cry out. why did i do that?! It's not like i had anything to say, but i felt like i needed to tell him something, and i soon knew what that something was, it was on the tip of my tongue, like a bitter taste of that nasty toothpaste the dentist gives you.

"Just... thanks, i guess..." i said with a little blush. i didn't wanna thank him, but i had to admit, he deserved it for being so strong, he's stronger than me. Mentally, of course. I'm the strongest here physically.

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And soon i was left alone again, i hated being alone, but i hated being with smg4! but, something in me craved being next to him, but something in me wanted to punch the reassurance out of him. Why is this so difficult? I hate the kid, but he's too un-hateable to hate. I guess i... tolerate him. But i don't like him. He's not a friend to me. I may be his, but i don't care. he's not mine. He irritated me enough.