wings // garrance fanfiction

chapter 13

"Please just answer," Laur whispers to himself, sending yet another text to Garroth.

To: Garroth
From Laurence:
i miss you please answer me
im begging you

No response. Wasn't a surprise to Laurence though, Garroth had been ignoring his texts all night. It was currently 2 in the morning and Laurence knew he should probably go to sleep or else he'll be tired for work tomorrow. But he was determined to get a text back from the blonde. It wasn't working however, the blonde kept leaving him on read. Laurence finally gave up, flopping down backwards onto his bed. Fresh tears were on his face causing his pillow to get wet. Then he got and idea. He didn't care if it seemed he was obsessed with the boy, he just couldn't go a day knowing that he was angry and upset at him. He stands up and slips on his jacket and shoes, grabbing his car keys shakily. He storms out of his home and slams the front door shut behind him, leaving the neighbors baffled. He slides into his car, turning it on before speeding out of the driveway and onto the road. Meanwhile, Garroth was sitting in his kitchen, on a beige wooden stool, eating down a pumpkin pie he had in his kitchen. Tears were slowly starting to dry off of his face but his cheeks still remained dusted with a red blush. His phone was laid next to him on the counter and he continuously looks over at it to see if he got any other message from Laurence. He frowned, upon realizing that Laurence had gave up. A guilty feeling strikes him in the heart, causing him to breathe deeply while fresh tears form at the corners of his eyes. Then there was a loud pounding at his front. The blonde jumps, confused at who would be knocking so loud at this time. He stands up, marching to the front door and swinging it open to find a crying Laurence. "L-Laurence?!" He shrieks, his tears falling out of his eyes. The brunette forces on a smile.

"I can't be without you..." Laurence whispers with a crack in his voice, the forced smile stretched across his face. It goes silent while Laurence softly hyperventilates, for he does that when he cries.

Garroth's eyes lock on the floor, "W-Why are you h-here.. ?"

Laurence looks down at him as if he had just lost his mind. "Why am I here? To make amends with you and to talk to you! I miss you Garroth and I'm begging you to forgive me for being so rude back at the kids' house and—"

"Wait wait.. repeat what you said after making amends," Garroth breathes and Laurence furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"I miss you?" He repeats and the blonde blushes harder than before, tears growing rapidly down his pale face. The latino smiles with sympathy, walking in the house and softly closing the door behind him. He wipes his thumbs over the blonde's pale face, rubbing the tears off his cheeks. "Don't cry my angel," Laurence whispers with a chuckle. Garroth clutches onto the sleeves of the brunette's jacket, smiling up at him.

"I'm s-sorry Laurence, I should've s-stayed and h-helped you out with b-babysitting a-and I could've worked t-things o-out, I'm sorry..." Stutters continuously spit themselves out of Garroth's mouth, his floodgates broken open at this point.

"Don't you dare apologize, you were upset and I was the one who triggered that. I didn't realize how much I was pushing you away and I won't do it anymore. I love you and only you, nothing can ever change that. I miss you and I want you, I want to touch you and show you what it's like to loved and I know you want to do the same with me. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love—" The older cries out, not noticing how closer the younger was getting with every I love you. The blonde then suddenly cuts him off and smashes his lips onto Laurence's. His arms wrap around the tan neck in front of him, Laurence's hands reaching down to his lower back. Their tongues fight each other, versing one another for dominance. Laurence wins, exploring Garroth's mouth until their lungs screamed for air. While his pants started to become tight, Garroth's pants became tight as well, soft moans leaving his mouth every time they separate for air. The brunette grabs the blonde's thighs aggressively, leaving the blonde to loudly moan before being picked up into Laurence's arms, his legs wrapping around Laurence's waist. Laurence huffs and grunts as Garroth begins to grind himself onto Laurence, the brunette forcibly squeezing Garroth's ass as he walks upstairs. Once they arrive to the room, the older throws the younger onto the bed and slides off his jacket. Both of their eyes were fogged up with lust and love, their brains focusing on each other. Laurence slides off his shirts and jeans, quickly doing the same to Garroth. Both men were already in their boxers and grinding against each other.

Let's just say that the night ended better than they expected.