~blueberry muffin~

Are you there?

~> 3rd POV <~

"Larbear..?"

"are you there?"

...

"Sal..?"

"what happened?"

...

"nightmar---"

"I'll be right up."

-minutes later-

/KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK/

/creek/

"Sal! Are you alright?"

Sally was trembling, crying, and shaking.

Larry picked his blueberry off the floor and into his arms. He walked into sal's room.

"Larbear?" Sal said, startling Larry, but just a bit.

"yeah, sal?"

"why do you do this for me? Every time I've had a nightmare, you rush up here in the middle of the night. Like now. It's 1:23 in the morning, and you have work today, but you still he---" larry quiets the bluenette.

"just rest for now, ok sal?" Larry said.

"Ok." just as the blue-haired boy finished his sentence, he fell asleep.

~> larry pov <~

I smile as my little blueberry muffin falls into a deep sleep.

He's so adorable.

I love him.

What? Do you think I'm going to do that whole "I'm not gay" tangent?

I'm COMFORTABLY gay.

And I might have a crush on sal.

Is that...wrong?

To have a crush on your best friend?

Well...probably.

Sal turns to me, and I get startled.

His prosthetic. I have to see what's under it.

But he can't wake up.

I move my hand very slowly, as to not wake my blueberry up.  I pull his prosthetic up.

He's... Beautiful. His crystaling blue eyes.. the scar across his face... Why would he hide this?

"nngh.." Fuck. He's waking up. He's going to hate me!

"Larbear? Are you awake?" Sal says, his voice is raspy from just waking up.

"Hey, sal." I gasp and turn away, acting like /HE/ pulled up his prosthetic.

"y-your prosthetic.." I say, my heart hurting for lying to him.

~> 3rd pov <~

Sal lifted his hand to his face and screamed.

~> sally face POV <~

I scream. My prosthetic! It's gone..! I was just about to run off until Larry pulled my arm so I couldn't move.

"what the hell are you doing?!"

Larry pulled me close and gave me a hug.

~> larry POV <~

I hugged him and never wanted to let go.

I was happy that I got to feel his breath on my shoulder, but I was sad that I couldn't kiss him and feel his warm lips on mine.

But I have to worry about not being able to kiss him another time.

I hear a sob. Oh no.

I grab sal and lay him on my lap,  and he instantly grabs onto my shirt and cries into it. I just hug him and let him cry it out.

After he's done, I look at him a give him a kiss on the forehead. That's a normal thing we do. We lay down and sal falls asleep, this time without his prosthetic.

Is he asleep..?

I hear light snores. Phew.

He's... So close... I wonder...

Could I get a kiss?

I grab onto his chin ever so lightly.

3.. 2.. 1.. It's now or nothing...

I pull him closer... This is crazy...

I have to do it.