Larse had this sad and weak smile as he looked at Lawrence happily playing in front of him. They were in their living room, enjoying the rest of the night as he wanted to feel at ease or at least experience it while he can.
Seeing the boy lively and full of energy as he ran around there with his toys just made his heart melt and brought joy to him. It was something that he didn’t want to give up, even though he was on the losing end of the fight.
His deep thinking only subsided when he noticed Lawrence cheerfully running towards him with a toy robot in his hand, making it seem flying as he bolted for him.
Larse was quick on his feet when the boy stumbled, catching him before he even fell on the floor, making Lawrence shriek in sheer joy upon grabbing onto him.
The two of them ended up
