Stronger [Laurroth/Garrance F.F.]

The Feels

Garroth

Immediately, when Dante said he would give me a ton of sprinkles in exchange for information,

I knew I was screwed.

SPRINKLESSSS😭😭😭😭😭😭

So then I gave up and told him eveything while Laurance was shaking his head and gritting his teeth.

I came out of my room all wary and trudged to Laurance.

"Hey. People hold their grudges."
I told him.

He then let his head bonk the kitchen table, like a facewall, and sighed.

"Make him promise me that he shall NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER tell Katelyn or Kawaii~Chan or ANYONE ELSE about our relationship until we're ready."

I felt bad.

I thought about what could happen.

So I hugged him, and told him that everything will be okay.

He nodded and responded,

"...I know."

I don't know why I told him that.

I don't know why I hugged him.

I just felt it was right.

To make him, and I stronger.

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Laurance

I see why Garroth hugged me.

I understand.

I know what he's feeling.

I know he's unsure of what will happen.

I know he's cautious of what others will think.

I know he doesn't want to hurt Aphmau.

And I know he knows

that every thing will be alright.

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Dante

I won't tell them.

I swore I won't until there ready.

I wouldn't have anyway.

I know everybody knows me as the cool, easy going guy who's always joking around and trying to get the girl first.

Deep down, I genuinely care for Laurance and Garroth.

They're my friends.

Friends are always there for you.

They were always there for me.

I have to at least return the favor.

Honestly, I wanted to know because I wanted to figure out if they were actually happy together.

OR if they just want to make Aphmau happy after she laughed her butt off and said Garrence was her OTP.

There actions would be reasonable for either reason.

I looked at my clock.

5:54

"Oh Lauraaaaaaance..."

"Waaaaat" he yelled back complainingly.

"Dinnertiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime..." I cooed.

"Ugghhhhhh do you want me to order something?"

IS THIS GUY FRIKIN KIDDING ME?

THE SECOND TIME THIS WEEK.

"NO I WANT YOUR COOKING STUPID.
STOP DOING THAT, CHEF."

"Huh?...Oh."
He hurried to the kitchen and pulled out a frying pan.

I rubbed my hands together and said to myself,

Dinnertime will be ready inquite a few.