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[legalbrats] "I believe you," Klavier said as gently and earnestly as possible, "Let me help, anyway?"

ways to respond when someone says, "I'm okay fine." @legalbrats wants to help.

Apollo went silent at first, but reluctantly let the other help him out of bed- just to stretch his legs. Maybe start taking down the Christmas decorations. He didn't want to look at any of them anymore, it was well into January now. "You know, I probably can start doing things on my own now..."

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Staycation

Closed starter for @legalbrats

Apollo groaned in mild pain as he sat back in the seat of Klavier’s car. He didn’t want to move around, but he couldn’t stay at his apartment anymore. It was way too upsetting. Everywhere he looked, he’d be reminded of Clay, the time they did this, the time Clay said that, that time Clay accidentally snorted a carrot up his nose and sneezed it out. It was just so painful to be home. Staying at Mr. Alguy’s didn’t work either, it was the same thing. It felt like he couldn’t look at anything without crying. He just missed him so much.

So, Klavier and him decided that it’d be best for him to get away from those areas, take a couple of weeks to breathe. Away from Clay’s frequented areas. It hurt as much as staying there did. He’d be leaving Mekiko under Trucy’s care for two full weeks, and Mekiko didn’t like her nearly as much as she tolerated Klavier. He was worried about Mekiko, Trucy, but his anxiety was through the roof as of late anyway, so it was hard to convince himself that he wasn’t just being overly anxious for no reason. He started bouncing his leg, but it hurt way too much to keep doing.  “You grabbed the meds, right?” He double checked, not wanting to come back until the two weeks were up.

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[legalbrats] ☕

Send me ☕ to catch my muse fresh out of bed. @legalbrats

Apollo yawned as he shuffled downstairs in his pajamas still, eyes only... 1/4 open. "Mornin'" He mumbled very sleepily, very obviously wanting to go right back to bed.

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[legalbrats] "You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good. It worries me sometimes..."

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Apollo mostly stared at the ceiling, since turning his head would hurt his whole back, he lacked much of a choice. "...I don't regret it." He reinforced, and he didn't. He didn't regret saving Juniper, he didn't regret saving Mr. Starbuck, or Blackquill, or Athena, he....

"But I guess that's not helping, huh?" He huffed, trying to hold his lover closer without hurting himself. "I don't know, Klavier. I'm not nearly as naive as I used to be," That was half of what got him into that mess, "but I'm honestly worried that one day I'll lose that ability to trust... I don't want to..."

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Unfortunate Resemblance

Closed starter for @legalbrats

Apollo parked his bike near the garage of the now familiar residence of his boyfriend. It was a relatively safe and quiet neighborhood, also pretty uppity, in Apollo’s opinion. He honestly liked it, it was a good place to be in the L.A. summer heat. 

Then again, anywhere that Klavier was was a good place to be, in Apollo’s opinion, anywhere in private where they could hold hands, and kiss, and Apollo didn’t have to worry about someone outing himself was the best though. Not that he would admit that to Klavier’s face.

At first he knocked, and was very clearly able to hear Vongole barking and whining from the other side of the door. After a few moments, Apollo decided to text him as well.

[Text: Klavier: I’m here.]

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[legalbrats] "Shhh, Schatz..." Klavier spoke softly, gently stroking his arm and petting his head. "It’s okay. It’s okay."

Nightmare @legalbrats

Apollo continued to hiccup and sob, trembling in Klavier's hold. "It hurts..." He wasn't sure what he was referring to himself. "Everything hurts..." He sniffled, feeling his tears drip onto his arms.

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“You looked like you needed one”

Send “You looked like you needed one” to give my muse a hug.

Apollo stared down at the paperwork on his desk, as if he could drill a hole right through them. It had been his first week back at work, he came back as soon as he could because he wanted the distraction, but there wasn't much to distract him so far. He was still in mourning.

Tears welled up in his eyes when he felt the other hug him. He did need one, despite the demeanor he'd been trying to give off all day. He swallowed down a pitiful 'Clay...' once again, because he didn't want to draw attention. Not to himself, not to his situation, and certainly not to the way he was feeling. He really did not want to be taken off work for even longer.

"I'm sorry..." He ended up whining out, rather pitifully. Maybe a part of him was expecting to be reprimanded or scolded for his behavior, but with so many physical reminders in the form of still-healing cuts and bruises, it was hard to go back to life as normal, especially when he was still expecting calls or texts from his best friend, nights when he'd come over for a few drinks and some anime. It hurt even worse whenever he'd remember that those times were long gone... "I'm so sorry..."

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2. Betrayal, 14. Confusion & 16. Dream or 17. Nightmare

Angst Prompt Writing Drabble Challenge 2, 14, 16, 17

"'Pollo."

"C-Clay! Please!! Please, no!!"

It was useless. No matter how much he yelled and screamed for help, it wasn't coming. No matter how much he tried, Clay's wound wouldn't stop bleeding, and bleeding, and bleeding. All Apollo could see was shades of red as it trickled down his sides, seeped onto the floor, spread against the walls. Everything was red. The screens, their clothes, only Clay's face and Apollo seemed to be spared, and even then, Apollo could feel the warmth of Clay's blood, soaked into his socks, his pants, anywhere the pool had reached. "I'm... so tired..."

"Clay!! Listen to me, you're fine!! YOU'RE FINE!! JUST STAY WITH ME!!"

Tears streamed down Apollo's cheeks, form trembling as he tried to sink more of his weight into the wound to stop its bleeding. "Clay!!"

"'Pollo... I'm going into space..." It was one of the last things he said to him, what prompted him to throw that party in his flat before the big launch. He was so excited then. Now his voice lacked everything, energy, excitement, joy, the only thing he could hear was the fact that it was Clay's voice, and what he was saying made no sense to Apollo. "Clay, please...! Please, just hold on a little longer...!!" He couldn't lose Clay. Clay was the only past he had that was worth remembering. Clay was his best friend, when he had nothing else, he had Clay! Without him, he'd have nothing. "Hey... 'Pollo..." "Clay..." "I'd save yourself... See you, space cowboy..."

Apollo could barely hear that last part, but he wouldn't have the time to ask. There was a massive explosion that shook Apollo's entire world. He whirled his head around, watching as the room began to collapse. Chunks of concrete hit the ground, falling from the roof of the courtroom. "Go..." "I'm not leaving you! You're my best friend, I won't leave you behind!! Clay!!" Before he could say or do anything more, a woman's arm reached around his arm and yanked him to his feet with surprising strength. "Come on, Apollo, we have to go!!" Athena... "No!! No!! Let me go!! I have to--!! I have to do this!!" Despite his protests, Apollo was being dragged away from the collapsing courtroom and away from Clay.

Apollo looked back to yell at Athena, but when he did, a shadow made it so he couldn't see her eyes. What he could see was a horrifying smirk. Athena...

Athena.

Athena!!

Apollo managed to yank his arm free, and made a beeline back to Clay. He had to save him! He had to save him!! He had to save him!! He rushed, as fast as his legs could carry him, but felt a hand on his lower back shove hard enough to throw off his balance. Apollo toppled over onto his front, he glanced back at Athena for a second, but didn't see her and quickly tried to push himself back up. Before he was successful, a heavy chunk of the building crashed by his left side, followed by another that rolled off and impaled Apollo's right side and lower back, thanks to a metal support embedded into the structure. The man screamed in pain, unable to get up now. He was screwed. "Clay--!" Tears continued to fall, and even though it hurt, Apollo still tried to reach out to Clay. "Clay!! Clay!!" More and more pieces of the building fell onto Apollo, his shoulders were soon pinned down as well, his arms soon individually followed, before long, Apollo couldn't tell if the blood was his or Clay's. He tried to get up, desperate to save his best friend. Apollo looked up, just in time to see one of the wooden supports falling towards where Clay was. He couldn't see him anymore, but he knew he was there!

"CLAY! CLAY!!! CLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!"

Apollo woke up with a scream, tears already streaming down his face with panicked breaths and a heaving chest. He trembled, lowering his head and running his hands through his hair like mad. His back felt like absolute fire, and the wound his stitches kept shut were throbbing with a certain tightness that threatened another pop. Even his arms felt a, now familiar, agonizing pain, some scabs even having been scratched open in his sleep. "Clay..."

Apollo soon began sobbing, quietly, not wanting to wake his neighbors more than he already had. He didn't want the Gheazers to call the cops on him again, if they hadn't already, he just wasn't ready to deal with that...