Prosthetic Love (Sal x Larry) (FINISHED)

So Far, Everything Sucks.

Larry and Sal sat by Henry's hospital bed, and chatted.
He was finally going to be released.

"So, we were just headbanging, like usual, and Sal was just going ham, and his prosthetic, flies off, and smacks me right in the nose.", Larry said.

"Oh, Sal.. you really don't need that thing.. I mean, who was the last person who even mentioned your scars?", Henry said, sitting up a little more.

"Well, before you just did, I think it Travis. But then again, he always says something about them. But that's just because he's an absolute jerk.."
Sal crossed his arms, and huffed.

"I wouldn't suspect he would be.. being from the Phelps family.."

"Oh trust me. An absolute dick."

"Huh..."

Larry perked up a bit.
"Oh.. Mr.Fisher, there's one more thing we need to tell you.."

"Larry, please.. call me Henry. And what is it..?"

"My mom already knows.. and is ok with it.. but.. uhm.... well..."

"Larry have been dating for a few weeks now..", Sal said, gently grabbing Larry's hand.

"Well.. if it's ok with Lisa, it's just fine with me.. But, Sal.. why didn't you tell me earlier..?"

"I thought you would kinda flip of the rails..."

"Oh Sal... sweet, sweet, Sal."

After Henry had gotten checked out of the hospital, Lisa invited everyone over for dinner.
Sal spent the night at Larry's, which was almost every night now.. might as well just get Sal a bed for the basement.

"Larry..?"

"Yeah, Sal..?"

"You know how we said we were gonna keep all this a secret..?"

"Yeah.. we failed miserably."

"Hell yeah we did.."

Larry turned over, and rested his head on his hand.
"But doesn't it kinda feel nice not having to hide it..?"

"Yeah.. it does..", Sal smiled, and rolled over as well, to face Larry.

"After school tomorrow, meet me in the treehouse.."

"Are we gonna fuck?"

"Eh, probably.."

"Larry."

"Yeah. Yeah, we're gonna fuck."

"Thought so. Lock the trapdoor this time. That squirrel kinda ruined it last time."

"I swear to god it tried to climb inside of me."

"Ew.."

"Let's like, actually sleep tonight."

"Psh. You look like you haven't slept since the first ice age."

Larry chuckled softly.
"Hey, it takes a long time to look like you just woke up, when you don't sleep."

"Go to bed you grease ball..", Sal smiled, and rolled over.

"When I next collapse is purely up to the gods."

"Oh my god.."

Sooner or later, they both fell asleep.
And sooner or later, they both woke up, got ready for school, and walked together like they always do.
When they walked into school, the first to greet them was none other than..

Travis Phelps.