Legends of Irene (Garroth x Reader) | Aphmau Fanfiction| UNDER IMMENSE EDITING

The Next Course of Action

Warning: Y'all are going to blush so, alert!

-You may experience heated cheeks cause this chapter is full of...

You know what? Why spoil it? Just read on...

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Third Person Point of View:

"You sure you don't need help Laurance?" you asked while turning back to glance at him. Laurance glared in your direction.

"What would make you think that? I'm not struggling," he said defensively. Garroth hid a smirk that dared to creep upon his face.

"Well, for one, your sweating like a pig," Garroth justified, looking Laurance over. Aaron's limp body was slung over Laurance's shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

Yes, Laurance had ended up carrying Aaron. You had all seen it coming (considering Laurance was the first to ask who would be responsible for carrying Aaron). Although, if it weren't for the sweat that trickled down his forehead, anybody would've thought that carrying Aaron was a breeze.

Of course, it wasn't; and it spoke volumes that Laurance (mind you, a very well-built second-in-command) couldn't carry a human being his size.

"Well, Garroth, I don't know how lightly you were expecting me to take this task, considering I'm the only person carrying Aaron's body," Laurance retorted. Katrina snickered from beside me before covering her mouth.

"Oops, sorry... continue bickering," she excused. Garroth responded to her comment.

"We weren't bickering, he asked a question, and I simply answered." You glanced slyly at Garroth, and he quickly caught your gaze, returning it with a small mischevious smile. You shook your head.

Garroth was shady...

Laurance sighed and came to a halt. The rest of you stopped once you noticed he had stopped walking.

"Okay, you guys need to have a bit of sympathy for me," Laurance expressed tiredly. "Aaron is really heavy, and I've been trying to endure his weight for half-an-hour now. So may one of you please help me carry him for now?" he asked, staring specifically at Garroth. Garroth looked around, feeling quite targeted. He turned to look at you.

"(Y/n), why don't you help Laurance, love?" he asked, dodging the arrow. Your eyebrows creased.

"What? Why are you bringing me into this?" you asked, bewildered. Laurance nodded his head and glared towards Garroth once more.

"Yeah, Garroth. Why are you bringing (Y/n) into this?" he asked mockingly, slowly setting Aaron's body on the ground before leaning against a nearby tree. Garroth began to stutter.

"W-Well, I... uh--" you rolled your eyes.

"Garroth, just help Laurance out. You really don't have an excuse not to," you countered. "Besides," you started while drawing closer before leaning up against his body, "I want to see you action," you teased while glancing at his arm muscles. Garroth's face had a small hint of scarlet.

"O-okay," he stuttered, making you smirk lightly. You turned to the spot in which Laurance had placed Aaron's body. Your eyes suddenly went wide.

His body wasn't there.

"What the-- Katrina? What are you doing?" you asked, directing your attention to your friend. She dragged Aaron's body upright before hoisting him onto her back with ease.