𝚂𝚒𝚡 | 𝙱𝙾𝙼

A confused boy and a blue eyed mess

(Lil a/n: I know I'm skipping around a lot but this story is pretty long and I need to get to a place where I can safely extend the plot)

"James..?" Chris spoke softly from the other side of their bedroom. James hummed in response, he too busy thinking about why Connor was so off today. "Why have you been distant lately..? I mean you've been talking to Connor a lot and-"
"Babe it's nothing to worry about."
"But-"
"No buts, just trust me." Trust me. The words rang for a minute. Another thought flickered into his mind. It was Connor. Connors eyes. The way his smile made him feel. Or even the way his- this wasn't right. James snapped out of his thought and looked at Chris with a smile.

This was going to be hard

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"I'm pregnant.. four months.."
Connor tried to hide the fact that he knew. He was happy for her of course, "Well Naba! That is magnificent!"
She giggled, her hair bounced. He could tell that she had gotten used to her surroundings even though they seemed as sad as a traveling circus with no elephants. Naba hugged Connor tightly, he was her only hope.

   Connor often put on a mask of happiness and right now was one of those moments. He didn't know where time would take them in this bunker. And if time will take them anywhere at all.

    But Kevin, he had different thoughts. In the midst of a heartbreak and a lot of convincing to do, Kevin had studied Connors character. Also while sneaking quick peeks at his ass. And he needed some advice from somebody in a relationship. James.
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  Arnold sat on his bunk, scribbling words down onto a pink piece of paper. He was going to leave Naba notes on her pillow every night. He hoped that would make her smile more.
Both Kevin,Naba, and Connor were in the extra room most likely talking about life on earth. Noises of muffled yelling filled the bunker. It was obviously Chris and James. Arnold had no knowing of what they would fight about. Honestly none of them did. But if there is one thing that they all have learned, (besides Chris and James) the walls aren't as sound proof as they would hope. Arnold tried not to focus on the bickering and more on the flowers with smiley faces he scribbled on his misspelled words.

Hi Naba! 🌻 I hope uyou hav🌻 had a good day! I don't have much to say in this letter but sweet dreams best fiend! 🌻
-Jedi Master

Naba loved the letters Arnold wrote her. The worry of the bunker suddenly washed away from her every night she saw a folded up paper on her pillow, and a sleeping Arnold with markers all over his bed.