Jesskas Oneshots

Growing Up

A/N: They're 5 yrs old uwu

Lukas is fragile.

"Stop crying!" Jesse tries to hush his best friend.

The blonde didn't listen. He squeezed his eyes shut, titled his head back, and sobbed wholeheartedly at the sky. His shoulders jumped with every wail.

"Lukie, I'm sorry!" Jesse tries to grab Lukas's hand, but as soon as he makes contact Lukas screams a sob. Jesse retracts his hand, feeling tears in his own eyes.

"L-Lukie please." Jesse whines, face scrunching as he fails to hold back his tears.

It's his fault Lukas's crying. But Jesse thought it would be funny. He didn't realize Lukas would cry.

"What's wrong, honey?" Lukas's mother walks out into the backyard where the boys were playing.

She bends over behind Lukas and lifts him up by the middle. He wails her name in a sob as his little fingers clutch her shirt.

Jesse watches, bottom lip trembling.

Jesse's mother walks outside, quickly scooping up her son too. "What happened?" Her son slowly drops his head onto her shoulder to cry.

"Did you guys have a fight?" She bounces Jesse slightly.

The five year old shakes his head.

"Did someone get hurt?"

"The butterfly!" Lukas wails.

Jesse starts to cry again.

"Lukie! There's a dragon right here!" Jesse uses his sword to point at it.

In reality, it was a stick pointing at a butterfly.

"Oh no!" Lukas says, holding up his shield at it.

The ragged piece of cardboard blocks the butterfly from seeing Lukas.

"I will slay it!" Jesse says, pretending to be fighting a real dragon.

The stick slashes into nothing but air. But on one swipe, the edge of the stick hits the butterfly, and the creature flutters to the ground.

Lukas gasps, dropping his cardboard and scooping the bug in his hands. There's a silence before Lukas gently drops the bug to the ground.

"You killed it!" He screeches.

Jesse cheers, thinking he'd done good. But Lukas throws the cardboard at him and begins to cry.

"He didn't mean to, Lukas." His mother says, gently kissing his forehead.

"I said I'm sorry." Jesse mumbles sadly.

"But it's dead." Lukas whimpers.

Unsure how to please her son, Lukas's mother shakes her head. "Lukas, sweetheart, it's okay. It didn't feel anything. Jesse's sorry and he didn't mean to."

Lukas still cries, and Jesse watches on.

Lukas is fragile.