ππππππππ.. ππππ ππππ
(β’Μα΄β’Μ)
γοΈβ€οΈ
though, ollie may hate elliot.. due to everything. He will still be elliot's little boy
[[During experiments ollie]] ... Oliver pov
||a flower may wilt. But a fathers love is forever||
elliot looked at his hands, sighing. Shaking his head before looking up. His smile widened as he watched you stand up from his wheelchair. You stuttered a little.. you got injured from little stuff after those experiments, those scientists.. those knives reminded you that too much of that group of people abusing you with hammers..
you looked at elliot. He started these experiments. It's his fault. You didn't wanna go near him. Elliot saw your hesitation and wanted to reassure you.. like the papa's boy you were..
"My boy.. take your time.. you can do it.."
elliot said, his voice gentle and relieving. You paused, backing up about to sit back in your wheelchair. While elliots smile faded a little, knowing that you had a disliking, as your mechanical fingers twitched.. wanting to run over and attack him. You held the poppy flower tightly, tearing off the petals slowly.
"Dont worry... I'll wait for you. "
elliot consoled you, waiting for you to walk over. You looked at him, tearing off the last petal before throwing it away, his patience calming you down.. you haven't heard that much concern.. ever since those scientist started their experiments.. "I'll always wait for you,"
elliot assured once last time. He only wanted you to come over, attempt to walk, and just.. hug him once more.. you never hugged him after everything. You were scared, disgusted almost by him. But you wanted comfort.
would you resist or go over?
NAOOOOO.. PAPAS BOY..!! I was thinking of this while watching tiktok and sobbing thinking of this as a vhs tape
I gotta love this doomed family.. tried mentioning poppy.