home for break
disclaimer: there are multiple ages i headcanon larry as of right now. i genuinely cannot grasp how old this man is.he’s old enough to be your father in this. i never actually mention an age for you or him. also there’s a whole ephemeralartshipping (brassius x hassel) scene at the end of this. i’ve been having mega hassel brainrot, oops.
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“i’m home!” you shout as you walk into your childhood home.
your father pokes his head out from the kitchen, giving you a wave.
“you haven’t seen me in a whole month and i can’t even get a hello?” you pout.
“hello, i’m so glad my spoiled brat decided to grace me with their presence,” larry quips, in a monotone voice.
you stick your tongue out at your father before making your way to your bedroom to set your things down. upon returning to the kitchen, you find him finishing with some cooking.
“i made enough for you, don’t worry,” larry takes the plate to the living room, setting it down on the coffee table.
you pick up a bottle of water for yourself and make your way into the living room.
“i figured you were coming home, so i didn’t make them extra crispy,” larry picks up one of the rice balls and begins eating.
“how’d you know i was coming home?” you ask, mirroring your father’s actions.
“hassel told me your break started today, and i know you tend to check up on me because of work,” larry states, matter of factly.
“oh, right! that makes sense,” you reach for another rice ball.
“he also told me you’re having a hard time paying attention in his class.”
you glance over at your father, “no i’m not? he always has my attention. i probably pay the most attention to him actually.”
this causes larry to chuckle, “that’s not what he tells me. hassel tells me you’re always staring just past him.”
“you guys gossip about me at work? what happened to battling?” you whip your head over to your dad.
“it’s been slow lately,” he says, stuffing another rice ball in his mouth.
you choose to drink some of your water before speaking, “hassel is a snake and is now dead to me.”
“you’re being overdramatic.”
“well, your father doesn’t know that you have a crush on someone does he?” you roll your eyes.
“so it is a crush, got it. when can i meet them?” larry turns to you, a small smile resting on his face.
“never,” you get up from the couch, pulling your phone out of your pocket.
your father calls your name, causing you to turn and look at him, “tell arven i said hi for me.”
“tell hass to count his days,” you huff, making your way to your room.
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bonus:
a rhythmic buzzing from the nearby coffee table interrupts the peaceful evening between hassel and brassius.
glancing down at the table in front of them, hassel notices it’s his phone causing the new sound in the room. he untangles his arm from around his lover and reaches for his phone.
“sorry, i have to take this. it’s… larry?” hassel states, confused as to why his colleague is calling now. the two rarely talked outside of their time spent at the league.
“don’t let me stop you,” brassius sits up.
“hello?”
“hey, just wanted to give you a heads up. your self-proclaimed nibling* is mildly upset with you.” larry explains, taking the plate from earlier to the sink.
“what happened?” hassel asks cautiously. last he saw them was before they left the academy. they wished him well over the break. what could have possibly happened between then and now?
“they know you told me about the whole arven thing. they’ll get over it, don’t worry too much about it hassel. i just figured i’d give you a heads up.”
“thanks…” the blond sighs, feeling himself get a little teary-eyed.
“i’m serious, don’t beat yourself up about it. i’ll talk to you later hass,” larry ends the phone call, leaving hassel to sigh once more.
brassius turns to his lover, “what was that about? is everything okay my love?”
“larry’s kid, the one i pointed out when you visited my class, they’re... mad at me right now apparently.” hassel sets his phone back down on the nearby table.
“it can’t be that bad,” the other male chuckles, stroking his lover’s arm in a comfortable manner. “knowing them, they’ll forget about it before the break is over.”
“i hope so,” the dragon trainer leans over to brassius, giving the gym leader a kiss on his temple.
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* nibling is a gender-neutral term used to refer to a child of one's sibling as a replacement for "niece" or "nephew".
i try to keep my work as gender neutral as possible at best, female reader when needed but i honestly had to look up this term because there was no need to make this a female reader piece so… the more you know i guess
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i think it WAS your fault honestly! i can’t find it right now, but i feel like i vividly remember a piece you drew where clavell had mostly white hair, with tuffs of red hair sprinkled throughout.
red hair just works TOO well for him, you know?
question!
i’m not mad at it but did i miss some content?
why does every depiction of young director clavell mention him with red hair?
i’m not mad at it, in fact i love the thought, but where did i come from???
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