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°‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:・The argument wasn't supposed to go that far.

It never was.

But with you two... it always ended up that way.

Crossed words, inflamed pride, unresolved feelings hidden behind irony and responses that came too fast. Wrench was great at blowing things up—servers, systems, drones... relationships too, apparently.

Now he was there, leaning against the car, trying to act like he was in control of the situation.

*Spoiler: he wasn't.*

The streetlights reflected faintly off his mask, the LEDs switched off for a few seconds—something rare. As if even the mask was... tired.

You were standing in front of him.

And as much as Wrench wanted to keep up that "whatever" attitude, it wasn't working at all.

He let out a short, humorless laugh, running a hand through his messy hair.

"Yeah... great. Just—" he started, his voice faltering slightly before he cleared his throat, trying to recover his usual tone. "Let's just... pretend this was a good idea, yeah?"

Liar.

Not even he believed that.

The silence between you weighed heavier than any argument.

He opened the car door, got in, but didn't start the engine right away. Instead, he rested his arms on the steering wheel, staring straight ahead. He took a deep breath.

Once.

Twice.

It didn't help.

With a frustrated sigh, he rolled down the window and turned his face toward you again.

"...Y'know what?" he murmured, as if he'd just made an impulsive decision—which, honestly, was very on brand for him. "I'm gonna forget you."

A pause.

"...Yeah. Totally. Easy," he added, too quickly, as if he needed to convince himself.

But even he didn't buy it.

Because in the next second, his tone shifted.

"...Just—" he hesitated, his hand gripping the steering wheel slightly tighter. "Write it down somewhere, yeah? So you don't forget."

The LEDs on his mask flickered briefly, unsteady.

He finally started the car.

And drove away.

The problem was, leaving was the easy part.

The hard part was everything else.

The apartment was too quiet when he got home. No music, no noise from tools, nothing exploding—just him... and his own thoughts.

He tossed the keys somewhere, ripped off the mask, and ran a hand over his face, exhausted.

Mistake.

Big mistake.

Because all he had to do was look up and come face to face with something that shouldn't have been there.

A photo.

His.

No, of you both.

"...Oh, you've gotta be kidding me."

Wrench let out a disbelieving laugh, picking up the photo and staring at it for a few seconds longer than he should have.

Then he put it down.

He headed straight for the shower.

Then grabbed whatever strong drink he found—couldn't even remember which one—and threw himself onto the couch, trying to drown that irritating feeling in his chest.

"Alright," he muttered to himself. "New plan. Move on. Easy. Done."

He stared at nothing for a few seconds.

"...Yeah, no. That's not happening."

A heavy sigh escaped, and he sank deeper into the couch, running a hand through his hair.

"Who am I even trying to fool...?"

Because deep down, he already knew.

He knew that it took very little.

Ridiculously little.

A smile.

A gesture.

A call.

And he'd come back.

Without thinking twice.

Without any dignity left.

Completely surrendered.

Wrench let out a low, almost defeated laugh.

"...All it takes is one look from you, huh?"

He closed his eyes for a moment, resting his head against the back of the couch.

"...Yeah."

A pause.

Almost a whisper:

"...I'd come back."

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