Scisaac Shots

And i will try to fix you

By:ThePirateHawk on Archive of Our Own
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Isaac Lahey didn't trust a lot. Then again, his reasons for trust issues were definitely understandable. Every young boy was supposed to be able to trust his father. He was supposed to be able to confide in his father. He was supposed to be able to look up to his father.

After his mother's death, Isaac couldn't do any of that. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he attempted to impress his father, nothing he could do was every good enough. Nothing. Isaac got good grades. He got accepted onto sports teams. But his father always seemed to hate him. Isaac never understood it. He didn't know why he was worthless. He didn't know why he was useless. He didn't know why he was hated by everybody.

The night Isaac Lahey's father died, he didn't feel as much relief as he thought he would have felt. He thought he would have been glad to be free from that hateful household. But in reality, part of him would always miss his father. Part of him would miss the good parts of him, the part of him that existed before his mother died. The bad parts always would stay with him. He would always remember those bitter, hatefilled words. Everyone would secretly think he was useless, and he knew it.

But that was when Isaac met the puppy-eyed Scott McCall. Scott made Isaac feel like he had a worth, a value, that he was useful.

"Isaac, I need to tell you something." Scott said suddenly as their round of Call Of Duty ended. 

"What's up, Scott?" Isaac asked as he set his controller down on the table.

"I know this is out of the blue," Scott began. "But I just want to let you know, man, that if you ever need anything, I'm here."

"Whoa, what brought this up?" Isaac asked, tilting his head.

"I just– you've seemed sad lately. I just thought you deserved to know that somebody cares about you."