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Toby's P.O.V:

W-What?... I growled, bawling my firsts and trying to create some logical answer to explain what the hell I just heard. It can't be... Can it?! I began to run through my options: I could open the door, or I could leave. I thought about each carefully, considering the outcomes... I didn't want to walk in on my lover sleeping with another man, but I had to find out! For... Peace of mind I guess...

The door quickly swung open and I saw something I never would've expected... Masky and Hoodie were both sitting on the bed, Masky's sleeve rolled up to show a nasty gash. Oh... Right... Hoodie was just cleaning the wound... He looked pretty irritatated, I guess since Masky keeps moving.

"Toby?! What are you doing here?!" The masked man's voice rang out... Maybe I should've thought this through better....

"I-I uh, neede-ed to see y-you... I-I mean speak to yo-you!" I couldn't control my nervous twitching and stuttering and I cringed. Masky stood up reluctantly, and pointed at the bathroom, I silently followed and raised an eyebrow as he locked the door. He slowly pressed himself up to me, I was already flat against the wall so I had no where to run. Masky grabbed my chin, raising it as he stared into my eyes. I could feel the blush on my cheeks.

"If you want to leave me so bad... Why do you keep coming back?" His voice wasn't harsh or angry, it was soft and gentle. I was about to say something, when I felt the familiar press of lips against my own, my eyes widened and I tried to pull away, but he just wrapped my arms around his neck. I seemed to melt into the kiss after that, I had missed his kiss. His large hands began to slide down freely my hair, on to my back and further... They slipped down my jeans and he cupped my ass. Fuck, that felt nice... "I missed you, Y'know." He mumbled as we broke away for air, I couldn't help but smile as he brushed a few strands of hair from my face. "Will you stay?... No matter what?" Hesitating slightly, I noted his expression... Desperate.

"...Sure."

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