Die x Crowbar Fanfiction

Chapter 3 (Crowbar's POV)

Die is seeming to be a nervous train wreck. Not that he wasn't before but more of a nervous train wreck than the usual train wreck. Now you're getting tired of the word train wreck. He kept lookin' at ya funny and runnin' off in a big hurry. It was startin' to bother you.
You had consulted Stitch on the matter and he said it was clear as day the guy had a charm for romance for him. ( For those that don't know or have forgotten, charms are to leprechauns as quadrants are to trolls.)
You weren't sure how you felt about that. You hadn't really considered getting in any charms with anyone. He was to busy dealing with all these idiots. And to think it was Die that had feelings for him. Die didn't really seem that fond of anyone. He usually preferred to keep to himself and you usually had to drag him out of his room to get him to go anywhere. Or just have Clover point a gun at him.
He was acting weird at dinner. He kept looking at you funny and distracting you from your thinking. then he just ran off, back to his room you're sure. He kept to himself, just mumbling here and there. He seemed to use gestures more than words to speak. Not like you can hear him when he does speak anyways.
You were not the most patient man in the world. You were going to figure this out now. After dinner you followed him on his way back to his room. You watched as he ran into his room and shut the door behind him. He hadn't even noticed you following him. You waited a minute to decide the way he would go about asking Die about it. After a minute of failed thinking, he simply went up to his door, knocked, and went in after a second. Die was sitting on his bed, staring wide-eyed at you.