A/N: well, this may suck but I tried. I've been busy & feeling uninspired but that might just be the depression crash from my bipolar manic episode I had earlier this year. I tried.

P.S. This is just an updated one-shot story, separate from the one it's connected to (if that makes sense). But it has the same idea. Lars and Pi as boyfriends and this non story focuses on individual problems during their relationship.

Lars had always been a very clinical person. He picked fights and pushed others away before they got close to him. Overall, he just didn't like people. His family often commented that he should try to be a more upbeat and positive person but that seemed to make everything worse as he turned into a teenager.

The only times he seemed to feel comfortable with himself was when he was with his boyfriend, Pi. They had been dating for a few weeks now. A few strange weeks. Lars was still getting used to the idea of being gay. It was different than what he had always been used to.

Lars let himself into Pi's house. Pi was an only child so the house was quiet and peaceful. A much appreciated escape for Lars. Especially when he was stuck looking after his brother during the week while his parents were working.

The house was nearly spotless, as always. Lars found it weird that Pi actually did chores at his house. Most of their friends, including himself put off chores because it was not only physically but also mentally exhausting. But Pi kept up on chores. In fact, Lars assumed that he liked them. But that might be wrong.

Lars walked into Pi's room to find his boyfriend sleeping. As per usual. That's all he seemed to do when he wasn't working. Since it was summer, they didn't have school. His parents decided it would be a great idea to get him a job at a hot dog stand in town. Pi didn't like the idea but he did enjoy getting paid. So, he kept the job.

He found it comforting to watch Pi sleep. It was reassuring to know that he was taking care of himself, somewhat. But he was getting a bit thinner and that did worry Lars. He was certain that it wasn't intentionally. Pi had told him a few days ago, their last phone conversation, that he hadn't had a lot of time to make food so he just ate a hotdog during his shift and that was usually all the nutrients he got all day. That's why Lars had planned to take him out to eat whenever Pi decided to wake up. Just because they hadn't had much time alone since Pi started working it upset Lars. As much as he hated to admit it and he hated to admit it, he missed Pi.

"You snore a lot. You should probably get checked out or something." Lars said as Pi rubbed his eyes and turned around to face Lars.

"I'm not awake. You can't tell me what to do, asshole." Pi grumbled as he covered his face with his hands.

"If I'm an asshole, you're a bitch. Totally fine with me." Lars responded without much facial expression. This actually made Pi open one eye and he stared at Lars.

"How long have you been here?" Pi sat up and he yawned, changing the subject.

"Three hours and seventeen minutes. Oh and I ate the rest of those cookies you bought last week." Lars informed as he showed Pi the empty box of cookies.

"Of course you did because I like them. Why did you let me sleep? You usually don't think twice about waking me up." Pi found this really weird. Lars woke Pi up just to annoy the shit out of him whenever it was possible or he used to.

"The last time I did that you threatened not only to dump me but that you'd cut off my balls too. As much as I love being with you, you scare me. I'm not risking it and you don't seem entirely happy after I do wake you up. I don't want to have to have a talk with you today about our emotions. The last one was bad enough." Lars told him. Pi picked some crust out of the corners of his eyes.

"Oh, thanks. What are our plans for today?" Pi looked at Lars with a grateful expression.

"I thought we could go to the Shore Shack for some food and then we could go over to Animal's house to get drunk. Sputs is already there and they're both already drunk. They started quite early." Lars explained as Pi rubbed his forehead with his hand.

"How early is early in your opinion? I've seen you drinking at noon." Pi reminded him of the week Lars was allegedly grounded for destroying Mrs. Stimpleton's flower garden by accident. He didn't leave the house but somehow managed to smuggle in alcohol in his room from his bedroom window... It was a rough week for everyone.

"Maybe nine in the morning?" Lars answered in an unsure voice. Pi nodded his head.

"Sounds about right. Okay, I'll take a shower and get ready. I probably smell like hot dogs and mustard." Pi rolled his eyes.

"I wasn't going to say anything to make you feel bad." Lars told him with a wide smirk.

"And I love you for that." Pi leaned over and he kissed Lars. Lars smiled at him then he kissed Pi back. With that, Pi left his room carrying a change of clothes to take a shower.

Pi didn't take too long to get ready. He never did. Pi took at least three minutes top to take a shower and change his clothes then they left his house and walked to the Shore Shack together. For some reason they didn't talk a lot. Lars could tell Pi still wasn't in a good mood yet.

"Are you in a bad mood or something?" Pi asked Lars as they walked into the Shore Shack and sat down.

"Me? No, I thought you were. Didn't want to bug you. I think I'd know if you were in a bad mood or not then again, I haven't seen you in three weeks. Maybe I'm wrong though." Lars shrugged his shoulders and pulled out a chair for Pi.

"I'm not in a bad mood! Why do you keep bringing up the fact that I'm always working?" Pi shook his head.

"Because I think you're overworking yourself... I'm going to order food." Lars walked away from their discussion. Pi bit his lip angrily. He didn't think he was overworking himself.

Pi laid his head down and closed his eyes for a second. His head hurt. It hurt just to open his eyes, so he closed them. He heard Lars telling Tito his order before drifting off to sleep.

"Pi, wake up. Your food is ready. Pi!" Lars shook Pi awake by his arms.

"Huh? Huh! I'm awake! I'm... awake?" Pi's head snapped his head up from the table, looking confused. He seemed to be totally out of it. That wasn't like Pi at all. He usually soaked up every single second that he could get alone with Lars. Lars gave him a worried expression but he sat down across the table from him.

"Clearly, here's your food. I just got you a cheeseburger and fries. Change it up a bit?" Lars pushed a plate of food towards Pi.

"Thanks! I've been craving a burger all week! I just haven't had time to... What did you get?" Pi decided if he finished his sentence, Lars would start a fight.

"A hot dog." Lars answered without hesitation.

"I think I just gagged a bit in my mouth. Remind me not to kiss you." Pi smiled at Lars.

"That won't be a problem, Pi. I'm not in the mood for affection today. I don't feel too bad about it." Lars shook his head.

"You're never in the mood for affection." Pi smirked at him. Lars took a bite of his hot dog and licked his lips.

"Yeah, I know. Eat your cheeseburger. You need all the energy you can get. You'll be taking care of me all night." Lars grinned widely at Pi. Pi just rolled his eyes. He knew that Lars was going to get drunk. Pi wasn't dumb. He would have to take care of Lars. Pi really didn't even mind at all.

Hours later, Lars was wasted. He was drunk. Pi was now walking him home to his place. If Lars' parents were home they'd give him hell.

"We're home now, Lars. Just throw up now before we get inside. I'll fucking kill you if you throw up in my room again." Pi said as he let go of Lars to unlock his door.

"O-Okay, yeah. I'll... I should, I'll throw up." Lars leaned over the steps and barfed. Pi opened his front door with ease.

"Hot. Are you done?" Pi asked him while smirking.

"Not quite..." Lars shook his head. He opened his mouth again and threw up. Pi crossed his arms and leaned against his door frame. This would take a long time. Lars overdid himself and drank twice his usual amount which was one more bottle of vodka than he could handle. "Okay, I think I'm good. Not good good. But good to not barf in your room. So, bad but not good."

"Can you walk on your own?" Pi asked him with concern.

"I'll try." Lars took a step towards the door and he fell instantly. He looked up at Pi with a wide smile and he started to laugh.

"That's a no. Stand up." Pi grabbed his arm, Lars wrapped his hand around Pi's and Pi pulled him off the porch floor.

"Thanks, Pi." Lars stood up. Pi walked into his house and shut the door.

"You're lucky that I love you. I would have left you at Animal's house so he could deal with you while I sleep." Pi sighed as he dragged Lars through his house.

"You always sleep." Lars rolled his eyes as they reached Pi's bedroom.

"Are we really going to start fighting about my sleeping habits while you're drunk? That's not a good idea." Pi shook his head as he pushed Lars down onto his bed.

"Why because it's the truth? Do I actually have to say it? It's a bit of a drag to hang out with you when you're always sleeping. Like, hello? Pi? Are you alive? No. Are you trying to destroy our relationship by never being awake? Maybe." Lars was always more honest when he was drunk. Not that he wasn't already honest, but he wasn't hesitant when he was drunk like when he was sober.

"Gee, thanks for being such a supportive boyfriend! Why the hell are you so cynical today?" Pi snapped at Lars and he leaned against his wall. He didn't want to get too close to Lars right now.

"I don't know. Why the hell am I so cynical today? Maybe because my boyfriend is either working or sleeping and I haven't seen him in two weeks when we only started dating three fucking weeks ago! Do I have to say that I miss you for you to fucking get that? Not to mention actually being gay is no fun when there's nobody else around who fucking understands it! That's why I'm being so fucking cynical, Pi." Lars yelled at him and he laid down in defeat. He said all that he needed to say. Not all that he wanted to say. That wasn't even close to what he wanted to say. But he did care about Pi's feelings because he was sensitive and emotional, unlike Lars.

"You... Miss me?" Pi asked him with a crooked smile. He never thought that he would ever hear Lars actually say that to him! Pi was shocked.

"No, I didn't say that." Lars tried denying it. But even he knew that was a lost cause. Pi had clearly heard him.

"Bullshit I heard you! You're only pissed off at me because you're lonely and you miss spending time with me. Admit it! You're gay and you love me." Pi said with a wide grin. This was the most he'd ever seen Lars open up since they started dating. It was a rare opportunity to manipulate him. So, Pi took the chance.

"I'm not doing that." Lars rolled his eyes.

"Fine, I'm dumping you." Pi threatened with a wide smirk. He knew that Lars was stubborn and wouldn't admit the truth unless he absolutely had to.

"I'm gay, I love you, and I miss you." Lars admitted with a loud sigh.

"That's what I thought. I miss you, too." Pi walked over to Lars and he sat down on his bed. Pi lifted Lars' head and laid Lars' head on his leg.

"Will you quit your job? Please? I wouldn't ask you if I thought you'd end up hating me." Lars closed his eyes and pressed his nose into Pi's jeans.

"It seems like your pride is gone. I guess I'll quit. But only because I got paid yesterday." Pi wrapped his arms around Lars' neck.

"Thanks, I appreciate it. Never mention this again. I feel so stupid and insecure." Lars looked up at Pi with a small smile.

"Now you know how I feel every single time I cry in front of you. Being emotional isn't so easy, is it?" Pi kissed his boyfriend's head. Lars lifted his head then Pi leaned down to kiss him.

"I promise that I'll never make fun of you for being emotional ever again..." Lars paused and thought about his promise. "For the next week."

"That sounds about right."

Pi was actually willing to quit his job to make Lars happy. Well, as happy as he could be with Twister as his brother. Besides, what was a relationship without compromise? Because he knew Lars would have done the same thing for him if the situation was reversed. Wouldn't he? Lars loved him just as much as he did. Pi wasn't even worried about it. Was he?

A/N: I don't know where this came from. But I was feeling kind of lonely and that benefits you! Here is a new "chapter". A chapter that has no plot and doesn't blend with my previous chapter either. Oh well. I hope you enjoyed!