[Unfinished.] 'Till Death Do Us Part __ Tubbo X MALE Reader

13: Bluebell Flowers

Tubbo's POV

[Y/N] dragged me away so i could walk with him. My face was still red, i think he noticed this but didn't make a comment about it. After awhile, he still hadn't let go of my wrist, which I didn't mind. I thought about it for while, now is my chance to maybe hold his hand. I hesitated about this, one wrong move and its awkward, or what if he doesn't like it? What if my palms are sweaty???

I thought about it for longer, then with gritted teeth, reluctantly moved my hand out of the grasp of his wrist, and moved it towards his hand. Stop it. I went to move my hand but as I did, [Y/N]s hands touched mine, signalling he wanted us to hold hands. We intertwined our fingers together. My heart was beating so loud. My ears where red and burning, along with my whole face. My stomach twisted and turned.

His hands where bigger, and perfectly held mine. The way the interlocked like a magnetic puzzle, they way my heart felt. I was on cloud 9. We walked out of the bowling area and went to one of the hallways, it secluded, with no one around. We hadn't said anything the entire time, which was nice, but I wanted to say something.

"T-Today's been fun," I stuttered. "Hasn't it? I love this," He grinned. I was a bit curious to what he meant when he said "I love this". Maybe he means us holding hands? I don't know. "We'd walked until the end of the corridor, and decided to sit down with our drinks. "Why are we sitting all the way over here?" I asked. "Because, i missed having alone time with you," he simply said. He loved our alone time as much as i did.

"M-me too," i mumbled into my drink, holding it up to my mouth. "Gah, what am I doing?" He sighed and put his head in his lap. "Whats up?" I asked, leaning towards him. "Ugh oh my god..." he groaned. Then he suddenly sprung up.

"I want to tell you I like you but i don't know how to say it and its so difficult! oh would you look at that! I just did it! How easy was that?!" He ranted looking towards the floor. Everything stopped. It was as if time had slowed down and the world was a nice and friendly place. My eyes widened and my heart raced. [Y/N] had done it. [Y/N] had told me he likes me.

"Oh great now you've gone silent, sigh...i knew this was a bad idea," He groaned. "Sorry about that, feel free to ignore me if I made you uncomfortable," He got up and started to walk away. "Wait [Y/N]!" i stood up and grabbed his wrist to stop him from leaving. He didn't turn back to look at me, and he didn't try to get out of my grasp.

"Y-You didn't even let me respond," i nervously chuckled. He still hadn't turned around, but he stood still. "Sigh...okay! I'm really bad at expressing my feelings and trying to get emotions across...I like you too [Y/N]!" I said to him. His shoulders relaxed, and he turned to look at me, his face was tinted pink which looked so pretty. I released his wrist, and awkwardly grinned at him.

"Really?" He asked. "Y-Yeah! For ages...when i met you, i always thought you where really nice, and cool, and funny, and attractive-" "You're rambling," he smirked. My face went red in embarrassment. "S-sorry haha, but yknow what I mean," i fiddled with my fingers. "I do Toby," he chuckled. He started to tear up and laugh lightly.

"Wait what? Whats wrong??" I worried placing my hand on his cheek. "Aha... its just- i am so happy... you're in my life... i-i dont know what i wouldve done if you didnt sit next to me at that wake," he sobbed. I remembered the dream. Bluebells represent gratitude and eternal love. "I-im glad youre in my life too, im so grateful," i slightly teared up.

He wiped his eyes and stopped crying. "Wow, sorry i let that out hah," he chuckled. "I just feel so useless sometimes-" i interrupted him by grabbing his face and leaning in to kiss him directly. As i did, i could taste the coca cola on his lips. What am i doing? What am i doing?! I feel like i would regret this very soon. I broke away from it, and felt my face burn a bright hue of red.