Be His Light

Toby....Brother? Or Lover?

His brown eyes smiled at you above his mouth guard. His goggles pushed up into his hair, causing it to stick up oddly, was slightly endearing. Yet, you still couldn't get over the feeling of kinship not lust. You had no passion with Toby....he wasn't....yours. No, your soul and body hungered for one crazed killer.....Jeff Woods.
Toby came up behind you, awkwardly wrapping his arms around your waist and tucking his head into the crook of your shoulder. You wiggled out of his grasp gently. He looked at you with a slightly hurt slightly relieved expression.
"Wh-Whats wro-wrong, (Y-Y/N)?" He stuttered.
"I just....Toby....ugh!" You flopped onto your bed. You couldn't lead him on any longer. "Toby...have you ever lived somebody so much....but not...that way? You just...loved them....like family. You always want them around you...but you didn't like them, in that sense?" You asked, wording everything carefully.
"A-A-Actually, ye-es i ha-h-have." He sighed. "Sh-She's sit-sitting right in f-fr-front of m-me." He said, looking you dead in the eyes. You sighed in relief and jumped up, hugging him.
"Thank cows! I didn't want to be mean but....it's so awkward dating you....your just like a brother to me...I mean, I love having you around, but kissing and cuddling was so....I don't know..."
"(Y/N)...h-hush. I-I get i-it. I fe-feel th-the same w-wa-way." He chuckled.
"Okay....so no hard feelings?" He shook his head with a smile.
"I-I'll see you l-la-later, (Y/N)...I th-thi-think you should talk with J-Je-Jeff soon..." He said then slipped out of your room. Your relieved smile faded as you dreaded the upcoming confrontation. It seemed you needed to talk to Jeff....but first, you might need to talk to Slender....