Private messages between Lock and Oleander.
Purp - maybe if you left me alone for once I wouldn't hate you so much
Wick - I didn't mean to, you said you wanted to hang out
Purp - lmaoooo you really thought
Wick - I should have known you didn't care
Purp - nobody does lmaoooooo
Wick - You don't think I've figured that out by now?! Kaz threw me away and Blaire couldn't careless if we were related. There's no reason you should have ever gave a shit
Purp - why would I give a shit when you don't deserve it
Wick - I know I don't deserve it but jesus dude...im just a bucket of bolts and wires now???
Purp - yeah always have been
Wick - Im sick of this-i fucking...ok...you know what?
Purp - ugh what
Wick - Fuck you and your lil, oh im so quirky purple hair do. I mean really? You think thats how you become out going? Take your grape jelly soaked mop of a face and shove it. I'd take a moose with a skin condition over you. (edited)
Purp - damn okay, as if you have any room to talk
Wick - So what are you ganna make fun of huh? Go ahead, laugh. I might be part phone but atleast I'm not a cult sittin rehab baby. Maybe think for yourself for one god damn moment of your life and you could have gotten out sooner
Luna walks over to Lock’s bedroom and knocks. Lock yells from inside, "FUCK OFF."
"HEY I JUST WANNA CHECK ON YOU! I WANT OLEANDER BACK TOO!" Luna shouts back.
"I DON’T WANT HIS SORRY ASS IN MY LINE OF SIGHT EVER AGAIN!" Lock argues.
"THAT WASN'T HIM IN THERE! SOMEONE TOOK HIS PHONE AWAY!" Luna responds just as loud.
"OH THAT’S RICH" She yells back sarcastically.
"Oleander never says fuck Lock. Whoever took his phone away just said it no less than ten times in the past HOUR! THAT'S NOT HIM!"
"I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT"
Luna sighs, "I'm sorry. Even if it's not him, I can imagine hearing anything come from that account would hurt."
"FUCK OFF ALREADY."
Luna gives up and returns to the living room.
Oleander walks over to the room and knocks loudly.
Lock yells "I SAID TO FUCK OFF CAN YOU NOT FUCKING HEAR ME?!?"
"LOCK I WAS BEING HELD HOSTAGE AND THE FUCKER TOOK MY PHONE NONE OF THAT WAS ME- I’M SO SORRY BUT IT WASN’T ME-" Oleander yells, choking up. There’s no reply.
"Please. You're not annoying. You never annoy me... Lock I..." He chokes up, tears in his voice. "I love you." There's no reply.
Oleander sits against the door, tears starting to pour. "Please... please believe me... I would never say those things to you... you’re my best friend..."
There’s a quiet shuffling. Lock opens the door. Her hair is in more of a mess than usual. She doesn’t have her right arm on and it’s hard to tell her expression as she has her other hand on the door.
Oleander gets up, tears falling from his eyes, "the others will tell you- he brought me back because they're scared of Cerberus or something-", he says quickly, afraid of what she’ll do.
"...what did you say before that?" She has a hint of a more serious tone.
"You’re my best friend-", he says shakily.
"...and before that?" There’s a slight shakiness to her voice.
"I love you. And I know maybe it’s too soon and you probably dont feel the same, and I don’t know how to do this but- I love you.", he says, sniffling. She physically takes a step back from how badly it surprises her. Her ears fold back and she stays quiet. It’s still hard to tell her expression from all of the hair in the way.
Oleander looks at the floor, shaking with how nervous he is. "I... I understand if you dont want to be my friend anymore but the things he texted you weren’t me. I’m sorry. I would never even think those things about you, let alone say them. You... you mean so much to me...", he says, still crying. "And I understand if you don’t feel the same- but it’s... it’s how I feel."
She stares a long moment then lets go of the door and shakily brings her left hand to the side of his face. Lock suddenly gives Oleander a kiss. Oleander’s eyes widen and he stares, too shocked to kiss back. "L-Lock?", he asks, face bright red.
Lock pulls back and puts her hand back on the door. She's frozen in place, shaking slightly.
Oleander leans in, kissing her this time and smiling as he does so. Lock is stunned but doesn't back away. She blushes and smiles in cursive.
He pulls away, blushing. "I um... I take it you might feel the same?"
She goes to speak but all that comes out is a giggle.
He laughs as well, holding his head. "T-take your time-"
After a bit, she collects herself. "Yy-uou- you-you. Uhm" shes still shaking "I-I uhh. I l-love you too" she nervously smiles at the end.
"Would you be okay with a hug?" He asks, wiping his eyes. She hesitantly nods. He opens his arms, letting her initiate it. She takes a bit of time but half hugs him with one arm. She feels incredibly tense.
He is gentle, not hugging her too hard, just kind of hovering. Then he pulls away. "I’m sorry I got captured and they said those things. But you mean so much to me." He repeats, still scared she might be upset.
She doesn't let go, "Y-you’re ok."
"Do you want me to hug more or do you not want the touch?" He asks gently, still kind of hovering.
"Just hug me damn it." She closes her eyes in anticipation. He hugs her.
Lock tenses up more at first before starting to relax. The shaking calms down significantly. He just holds her. "Pull away whenever you want to, okay?", he whispers.
"Ok." After she’s mostly relaxed, she pulls away. Her breathing is calm.
He smiles at her. "Thank you..."
"Yeah. Of course." She even sounds more calm than she ever has. "I uh...I take back anything I said. The insults that is."
"Thank you,, uh..." He yawns. "Wanna head to bed?"
"Yeah. It’s been a hell of a week..." Lock tiredly says.
Oleander nods. "God... yeah." He puts his hand on the knob to the guest bedroom. "Goodnight Lock. See you tomorrow."
"You too," she smiles.
He smiles back and heads in, heading to bed. Lock looks back at her arm laying on the floor, lost in thought before closing the door and heading to bed.
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