Fury: What is a word/phrase that you dread to hear?
"…I have two actually…"
"Well this one has to be from someone I care for: ‘Tch,I NEVER cared for you I only used you. Why would anyone need you?’”
"And:’You’re nothing but a monster,Percival’”
Wilson winces clutching his chest at the thoughts whirring in his head.
"…." Wilson sighed.
"T-Thank you,Wrenne. But I can never forgive myself and always believe her even though I don’t want to…"
"You shouldn’t believe her. And you have nothing to forgive yourself for- you’ve done nothing wrong." Wrenne used the cloth of her glove to wipe a gentle tear from his eye.
"You can cry if you need to, Wilson." Wrenne held the scientist close. "Sometimes it helps just to let it all out."
"I don’t want to believe her but I can’t help it!" he sniffles.
"Yes I have I killed the only father I had! And my unborn sister!" he wailed.
"THAT’S WHAT I DID WRONG BU IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! I-I D-didn’t mean it!" he cupped his face in his hands shaking.
The scientist sobbed loudly.
Wrenne pulled the crying scientist close, letting him sob into her vest. With the height difference that was occurring just now, she almost felt like she was comforting a child.
Her hand ran along his back with a constant gentle motion, letting him lean his head against her chest, hear her heartbeat. She started to hum a calm tune as he cried his frustrations out, a soothing series of notes that could be heard through her chest’s vibrations as well.
"That’s it. Don’t be shy. Just let it all out."
After a while Wilson pulled away wiping his eyes.
"I-I’m sorry,t-that was very un-gentlemanly for me to do but..it hurts.."
((Foster father au!)) "Um... A-are you the one who's taking care of me?"
Wilson smiles and kneeled down to Olivia’s level.
"Yes,dear. What’s your name?" he said joyfully.
She nodded, and gave him a bit of a confused look at the nickname, but didn’t say anything.
Wilson stretched cracking his back and walked out the room.
"Wait…Shootshootshootshootshootshoot!!” he shouted running upstairs.
"HOW COULD I FORGE-"
Wilson tumbled down the stairs landing on his back.
He gets up and dusts himself off.
"I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,but I’m a scientist and my lab is upstairs so don’t go up there okay,dear?" the scientist said picking up a broom beside the stair case.
"It shouldn’t be too bad." he mumbled trudging up the stairs.
"Are you okay?!" She asked with a very frightened tone, but calmed down a bit once he told her what was going on.
"Alright, I won’t go up there." Olivia said as she watched Wilson go upstairs, wondering exactly what was in the lab.
"I’m fine. don’t worry."
"Good,please promise not to." Wilson said patting her on the head before going up stairs.
Sorry to bother you but how tall is your Wilson?
It’s on his about page
But he’s 5’6 ))
TIME TO MEASURE SOME CIRCULAR SHIT))