TicciMask (incomplete and abandoned)

Im Sorry...

Masky's POV

Oh my Zalgo....
My worst nightmare just happened right in front of my eyes.

I screamed in horror and ran over to Toby, who was out cold and covered in blood. I held his body in my arms, hoping for a sign he is alive. His breath was suttle but still existent. I let out a sigh of relief and stood up, carrying the teen bridal-style, i ran into the treeline and out of sight.

~time passes~

Toby's POV

I shot up, beads of sweat ran down my face and i was breathing heavily. Where am I? I surveyed the room and quickly realized. This isnt my room. I looked at my arm, which was giving me support, and saw many tubes connected to a machine that beeped every maybe 10 seconds. My eyes waundered to a corner where a boy with a mustard yellow jacket, brown hair, and pale skin slept. He had slight bags under his eyes and a white mask lay on his stomach.

Its Masky.

I looked at the sleeping man. For once, i felt like i just wanted to snuggle up to him and-woa. Where did that come from? I shook my head. Why did i think of that? I looked over at Masky. He stirred awake. I smiled like nothing was wrong. "Morning sunshine!" i said excited. He looked at me with tired eyes.

"Morning Toby..." his eyes widened "TOBY!" He shot up and hugged me tight. "H-hey." i studdered and cracked my neck. He hugged me so tight he knocked the wind out of my lungs. "M-Masky. Could you let go?" i asked in between what little breaths i could take in. "Sorry!" he said and let go of me, i breathed deeply when his death grip broke. After that, he apologized over and over.

"im so so soo sorry!" he exclaimed
"Its not your fault" i replied
"yes it is! I yelled at you!"
"But i prevoked you" he added.
"well, at least let me make it up to you."
"Are you asking me on a date, Timothy?" i teased and he blushed deeply. He didnt have his mask on, so i could see his face slowly turn pink.
"yes" he simply replied.
"then its a date?"
"i guess it is, Rodgers."