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Uncertain Choice [2]◤Sal Fisher◢

◤Author's note : uwu hope you guys enjoy this- also im v v sorry for disappearing on y'all my updates have grown very spontaneous u g h. ◢  

"What should I do, holy shit!" Sal exclaims, pacing around their living room as Larry goes ahead to fix them some snacks. He really just went and reheated some pizza, getting out the soda from the fridge. 

"Calm down, Sally face." Larry snickers, taking the pizza out of the microwave and placing it on the counter. "She's your best friend, she won't get mad at you."

"No! You know Y/N, she'll kick my ass for this!" Sal whines, landing on the couch face first. He doesn't have his prosthetic on, he's in his own house, why would he hide his face? After all he's just with Larry, his step-brother after their parents married and all that.

"Why would she? For all I know she likes you too." Larry munches on a pizza, smiling at his best friend. "I remember having a talk with her once, you were out with Todd buying groceries that time. You know those moments when Y/N would have this babble moment and just speak whatever's on her mind?"

"I swear we can make a whole podcast with her just talking her mind off." Sal chuckles, smiling fondly. Larry smirks at him, and Sal groans as he hides his face into the couch.

"Well, she had that moment and just told me she likes you but she doesn't want to commit yet because of the troubles she's having with her family." Larry finishes the pizza, leaning against the doorway to the living room. "You know, dude, she even told me that she just wants to live with us because of them."

"I mean we have an extra room, why don't she just do it?" Sal asks, raising an eyebrow. Larry shrugs.

"Her family's fucking rich, man, rich people operate like that." Larry tells him. 

The doorbell rings. 

"Door's open!" Sal shouts. The door opens, revealing you. You smile at them, though they can see the drowsiness in your face.

"Hey guys, I got a lot of shit to talk about with you." You tell them. Sal sits up from the couch, giving you room to plop down and just relax.

"Well, we're here, talk away." Larry heads into the kitchen to get the snacks, and places them on the coffee table as he sits on the sofa. 

"My parents wants to marry me away to some rich son of their partner or something." You snort. "It's annoying, she's been setting me up with dates with him. He's nice, honestly, but he's gay."

Larry chokes on his pizza, starting to laugh out loud.

"Yes, the guy's gay, and he also hates the whole arranged marriage thing. I like someone, he likes someone else, but our parents are actual fucking demons." You take a pizza, taking a bite out of it. Larry glances at Sal, who seems a bit longing. "So I was thinking, give me a few days, I'm moving out of the mansion and living with you guys. Or with the money I have, we can just, you know, buy a new house away from my fam."

"You know," Sal points at you, "We were just talking about that."

"About what?"

"You living with us because you hate your parents-"

He flinches as you take his hands, and you literally look desperate as you say, "Please, I want to fucking sue my family."

"The having our own house is a really good idea though." Larry taps his chin. "But we'd be too lazy to clean it, so we're sticking to this place, man."

"I don't mind that!" You grin at them. "When can I just appear with my things?"

"Any day, man, any day." Larry says. He stands up, wiping his lips with the collar of his shirt. "Also I need a bath, be right back bros."

He heads up the stairs, and you turn to Sal with a glint in your eyes. 

Sal panics, he knew what the next conversation was about.

Or so he thought as he feels a pair of lips on his, pulling away after he had felt it.

"You're a fucking dork, you know that?" You chuckle, leaning back against the couch. "You looked so cute in that video."

"Argh, shut up about it." He hides his face in his hands, embarrassed- flustered? Both, both probably. "But.. everything in that video is true, that I can say."

"I love you too, Sally face." You softly confess, watching as he removes his hands from his face. "Fuck me not wanting to commit, let's commit so that I can say fuck you to my parents."

"So you love me just so you can get back at your parents?" Sal jokes, feigning hurt. You stare at him before bursting into laughter, ruffling his untied hair.

"Oh shut up, you know what I mean."

◤Author's note : why do my endings seem so anti-climatic, is it too anti-climatic? also, request for some one shots! i've been wanting to type for a while and my own ideas are slowly drying out from my originality ;; hope you enjoyed this one shot!◢