Larry POV
I glance up as the door opens. Sal walks in with some food.
"You get me anything?" I ask.
"Yep," Sal sets the bag on the table. He hands me a breakfast sandwich.
"Thanks man," I say before digging in.
I start to wonder why Sal was looking so happy. He'd been acting kinda depressed since he'd arrived here. I mean, not having your therapy animal was a sure part of his dower mood, but him actually grinning to himself was a bit surprising.
"What's got you all happy?" I ask through a mouthful of food.
Sal seemed to realize he was grinning and blushes embarrassedly. I was so glad he was comfortable taking off his prosthetic. Around us so I could see his cute face.
"I-it's nothing," He mumbles.
"It sure doesn't seem like nothing," I tease. "What, you get a girlfriend or something?"
"No!" Sal's face turns a brighter red. "I just,... may have gotten a date for this weekend."
I feel my heart sink into my stomach. I had only been joking. I didn't really want this to happen. "That's great, dude."
Sal gives a small laugh before continuing to eat his food.
Why did things like this have to happen whenever I wanted to tell Sal how I felt?
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Our Best Lives (Sally Face x Larry)
FanfictionSal and his family have finally gotten away from the toxic state they once called home. now, he is learning more about himself as he meets new friends Trigger warning AU where Diane survived the attack and now has a similar situation to Sal (aka, a...
