"Thank you berry." [Whitty x BF; Bombeep fanfiction] OLD

III

"I'm really sorry Keith.."

"This is the 13th time you've said sorry, Whitty!"

"Sorry..."

"Whitty."

Whitty and Keith were walking back to Keith's rent house together. Ever since what happened during their duel, Whitty has been apologizing like crazy. Keith forgave him from the start, knowing that was his way of having a mental breakdown, but Whitty still wasn't convinced.

Keith stopped and looked Whitty in the eyes, giving him a serious look as Whitty skitted into a halt too.

"I forgive, Whitty. I promise. Don't worry."

Keith gave Whitty a supportive and reassuring smile. Whitty looked at him for a second with a sorry look, but that soon changed to a small smile.

Keith felt as if butterflies was in his stomach. Now that he thought about it, he has never seen Whitty smile besides when he laughs. It felt nice to Keith, knowing that they were getting closer by the second.

Speaking of close, Keith's shoulder was now pressed against Whitty for who knows how long while they continued walking again.

It looks like Whitty wasn't bothered by it, since his head was in the opposite direction from Keith, but Whitty had a tint of blush amongst his face.

They were only 3 minutes away from Keith's rent house now, and at this point Keith was practically leaning against Whitty.

Both of them stepped up the steps of the front porch, and Keith took out his keys to unlock it. Keith stepped in the house first before Whitty stepped in hesitantly afterwards.

"Welcome to my house! Feel free to make yourself at home, even though it will never be home." Keith smiled as he let Whitty examine.

It was small, simple, and modern. Keith bought it with the furniture already here. Once you walk through the front door, you find a small bar counter to your right with the kitchen behind it. It is filled with cabinets and things a normal kitchen has. It was small, enough for one person.

To the left was some open space Keith has yet to fill or not. If you go further down in the far left corner, you find the living room with a simple couch, TV, stands, and casual living room necessities.

Although, there is no far right corner since it is blocked off by stairs going upstairs to the second floor. in the living room behind the couch, there is a door that leads under the stairs to an empty room that has yet to be filled. Upstairs is a bedroom on the left and the bathroom on the right. The bathroom was small, but enough to take a shower, take a dump, brush your teeth, wash your hands, and Keith even had a weight and height scale.

After examining all the room, Whitty had one left. Keith's bedroom.

Keith was busy downstairs making some dinner for the two of them, since it was 5:30 pm afterall.

Whitty didn't want to look in without asking, seeing as it would be an invasion of privacy, but he felt too much of an introvert to ask so he decided to brace himself and walk in.

He gently opened the door...
(lol sorry, I had to add the DDLC reference)

Whitty stared in amazement. For such a small room, so much work was put into it.

Keith's bed was in the far left corner of his room. Surprisingly, Keith had a vanity filled with makeup, fake eyelashes, butterfly clips, monster can gas masks, spiked chockers and other jewelry, and other things. One dresser was in his room, it was long with 9 drawers and a TV on top including other decorations. Some boxes sat here and there which made Whitty think he wasn't done unpacking. Keith didn't have a closet, so he had a thing in the corner of his bedroom to hang some stuff on. Yet he regretted looking through them. When Whitty looked through some he saw a maid outfit, cat onesie, overalls, skirts, dress, and a l- nope.