∞ FOREVER: LOOPED ⟐ Larry × Lawrie ⟐ Brawl Stars ⟐

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ELO, PLEASE READ THE DESC, it helps a lot

**The entrance door swings open, smashing into the wall, left wide open to allow anybody in**

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^^ Larry's POV ^^:

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I helped Lawrie enter our house, his foot is injured, bleeding ink, Lawrie looks tired, I should not engage with him... but I cant help myself, its too awkward, I have to speak up... but not now.

I hold Lawrie close to me as I allow him to settle in, he lies on the couch, and his very tense, he seems angry, it's very silent, and only the buzzing sound of light breaks the tension between us.

I run to the kitchen to open a cabinet, I find my toolbox, opening it, it's almost empty, just a few screws left, and the old rusty wrench looks like it's about to break at any moment, I sigh and breathe heavily, I can't go to Jessie for more screws, I already took so much, and we aren't even allowed to go outside at night, while the Anti-Systen bots are running around checking for dead bodies to Reboot, we are expected to stay home, we where told that an Anti-System bot doesn't differentiate between a dead or a living body, so that's that, I shouldn't over think, what matters now is Lawrie, I need to fix him up, he got damaged, I take my toolbox and run to Lawrie, he's looking outside a window, that was on the wall next to the couch, he still looks angry... he always is...

I sit on the ground grabbing Lawrie's leg, laying it on the coffee table in front of Lawrie, I start unscrewing the damaged bolts, one of them seems to be stuck on, melted into Lawries Body, I crank the wrench harder causing the screw to snap out, Lawrie moans in pain, and closes his eyes, I unscrew the last bolt before taking out Lawrie's Foot, changing it with another one backup that I got from Jessie, she truly helped us out, I use my last phew screws to bolt in his new foot after I am done with my not so very fine work, I clench my fist on the wrench.

Larry--"Lawrie I- I'm sorry" A phew seconds go by Lawrie is still Quiet.

Larry--"Lawrie I really appreciate you taking care of me during battle, you really sacrifice a lot for me, I know you're sick of it.."

He doesn't reply.

Larry--"I didn't mean to leave you behind- I am so sorry, I was scared, I was-"

Lawrie-- "What about me? Huh... WHAT ABOUT ME?" I hear Lawrie scream

Lawrie--"I don't mind protecting you, but the only REASON I haven't been rebooted was because Frank didn't finish me Off, so wow, you're just gonna leave me behind? Is that a part of your new IMPROVING-MY-SELF plan?"

I feel a shiver up my spine.

Larry--"Lawrie please don't talk about that... It's personal, I only told you about it because I trust you, you know that"

Lawrie--"And here you go making it about yourself again, I am truly just nothing to you..."

Lawrie--"It's been 4928 Days, since the discovery of the loophole, I don't want to get rebooted, I don't want you to get rebooted, but you have never felt that way have you? You only care about yourself"

I start to tear up, I feel very overwhelmed, I feel Shitty... I am so fucking shitty... I do care about Lawrie, I just feel like... I just felt like I had to get away, I was forced to, it was my instinct to survive... looks like Lawrie was right, I only care about myself... I don't deserve him...

Larry--"You're right... I am the problem... I only care about myself"

I start to break down, and with anger and tears, I scream, my voice very hoaxed.

Larry--"THEN WHY DO YOU KEEP CARING ABOUT ME? HUH?" "I AM TRYING MY BEST, TRYING MY BEST EVER SINCE THAT DAY"

Lawrie looks away, guilty and stressed, he can't even look at me... he is clearly uncomfortable, diving into my old topic, he knows I am doing my best... he's just- he's just stressed, he knows what's going on with me... hopefully...

I look at the ground, breathing swiftly and sniffling, I look pathetic, I close my eyes, and try to calm down, I try my hardest not to think of that day, I just want someone to understand me...

No more voices are filling up the room, just crickets outside, singing their songs, filling the silence in the room, Lawrie gets up... tumbling on his new leg for the first steps, he goes upstairs to our bedroom, leaving me behind on the ground, god... what have I done... I am so stupid...

I wipe my face, putting everything back in my toolbox, I walk back to the kitchen, putting the toolbox back in the cabinet, my body feels ashamed, I feel ashamed, I stand in the kitchen, processing everything that happened, I slowly start walking towards the staircase, almost tumbling on my own feet.

Reaching the staircase, my ears are filled with my pitful steps. I reach the bedroom, the door is closed, I open it slowly, trying my hardest not to look at Lawrie, I enter the bedroom and close the door behind me, I join Lawrie in bed, our backs facing each other, there's a lot of tension between us, I feel Lawrie shift and get close to me, holding me in his embrace, my body relaxes.

Lawrie--"I care for you okay? I know what you're going through, please don't blame yourself, it's not your fault, it's nobody's fault, I just had a really close experience to getting rebooted, and I didn't wanna blame myself for it, so I used you instead, I am sorry..."

I exhale deeply, and turn to Lawrie, returning his embrace, hugging him hardly.

Larry--"Don't say that, it's nobody's Fault, it's ours, I care about you deeply, I don't know what would've happened if you got rebooted, I should've done something today to help you, I keep trying my best, but its never enough, I can't live without you, you know that better than anyone"

Lawrie Yawns and chuckles softly, he's body relaxes next to mine.

Lawrie--"You are doing your best, and I know that more than anyone, I support you"

Lawrie Falls asleep, his heart well rested, he was very tired, he went through so much today, and he needs a good night's rest for tomorrow, tomorrow is going to be an update, or a maintenance check, or whatever, no fighting and dying, we can all relax tomorrow.

My eyelids feel heavy, I feel sleepy, I want to sleep, I just want to hold this moment just for a few minutes longer, but I can't help myself, I just have to close my eyes, and so I do, falling asleep, I'm ready for tomorrow.