It starts with a little heartbreak (Lazelk)

Chapter 7

Firstly, may I just say that I don't have any plans for this story. I don't know where its going or when it'll finish, but all I know is that I ship it.

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It had been a week since Lannan's fall, and all seemed well in the Click House.
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Well, unless you counted the huge amount of tension going on between everyone over their new housemate.

Cray and Bazza had left the following week to travel to somewhere unknown for a video, and Lufu and Marcus either sat in their rooms or went out together - they were barely home.

"It's nothing personal, me and Marcus just want to focus on a big project currently." Kath had said, giving a hug to the still recovering YouTuber before going upstairs. "Get well soon Lannan!"

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Muselk sighed, leaning back against his chair, staring out at the lake from the Click House property.

Lannan was nearby, sitting cross legged on the grass, wearing one of Elliott's hoodies, that was a tad bit too big for him. He was chucking a ball down the garden for Willeh, and had been doing so for around 10 minutes. A long scar could be seen at the base of his head where he'd fallen just a week ago.

He looked tiny and childish, and it made Elliott's heart flutter and squeak. It might've taken a while, but he'd finally come to terms with his feelings. It was more than a friendship, and it killed him that the smaller male probably didn't feel the same way, but that didn't matter for now.

"-should make a Click Video about that... Ell'?" Muselk jolted out of his thoughts as the younger was staring at him, head tilted in confusion, mid sentance. "You even listenin'?"

"No... Sorry, but continue? I was just thinking about stuff.."

Lannan shrugged, "We all do, mate. Nothin' to apologize for." He chucked the green tennis ball down the garden again. "You should take me to explore around this place - that sounds like fun for a video."

Muselk chuckled softly. "Yeah, it does. We'll call it 'The adventure of two idiots'." A silent nod from the younger made him feel unnecessarily proud of himself. "It's gonna be great."

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It was a good idea. The camera caught everything good around them as Elliott toured the town, showing Lannan the buildings that practically scraped the sky, and the park that surrounded the lake they lived so close too. The duo went and got ice cream, looked in a few pet stores, grabbed a new movie to watch later and a few snacks. They ended up mostly spending their time at the beach, chilling either under a tree or out on the sand. The camera was sat loosely on the side, just recording everything they did - who knew, it could become a montage video. 

Lannan looked so peaceful dozing in the Australian sun, not worrying about tanning due to the thick hoodie he wore. Nothing in the world looked like it could bother him, and Elliott wished it stayed that way. His friend needed to take a serious break from life. 

Inching closer, he gentle ran his hand through Lazar's hair, tracing patterns on his skull that seemed to lull the man into a deeper sense of sleep. He knew he'd have to edit this out somehow, but he didn't care. Leaning down, he pressed their foreheads together before parting, bringing out his phone and snapping a picture for Twitter, smirking.

Things only died down a little when the camera started to die, and they'd finished all the batteries they'd brought. Lannan had tiredly woken up, and slouched all the way back home, complaining softly, pouting, and rubbing his eyes with his sweater paws so damn adorably, that Muselk might've fainted. 

He. Was. So. Damn. In. Love. 

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Everything that had happened that day however was blown away when they came to their front door, being greeted by none other than Lannan's father...