Prompts

('19) PROMPT: PATTERN

Tyler stares up at the bland ceiling, taking in every crack and uneven paint splotches as his mind wanders. Once again Logan has broken a promise. Every time he puts faith into him he throws it away. Tyler can see the pattern yet he keeps on trying anyway. It's getting tiring, being let down over and over again. He's not sure what he really expects, for him to suddenly change? He's shown no sign of improvement, he isn't even trying at this point. Why is he running into the same brick wall when he can't even make a small crack? There's a soft knock on the door. Sluggishly Tyler mumbles out a 'come in' barely loud enough for them to hear. "What's wrong?" Decota asks softly as he enters the small room, quietly closing the door behind him. "Logan," Tyler mutters out, laying an arm across his face. Decota takes off his shoes and walks over, crawling onto the bed. "It's ok, maybe it's time to give up on him," Decota sighs sympathetically, laying down beside him. Tyler rolls onto his side to wrap his arms around the smaller boy. "It's just so difficult," Tyler huffs, burying his face in Decota's fluffy hair. "I know, but you got us," Decota says hopefully. "And I love you guys very much," Tyler smiles as he closes his eyes. "Just remember, when he upsets you you've got all three of us to come to. Frank to take you out places, Ted to get lost with, and me to cuddle with," Decota smiles contently, cuddled up to Tyler's chest. "Thank you, liefje, I love you," Tyler mumbles happily. "I love you too," Decota smiles as he closes his own eyes, smile stuck on his face.