The furred male sat down on the opposite side of the couch conjecturing of what he wanted to speak of. He leaned on the side of the couch with his elbow at the arm rest, legs over the leaning side along with his head sitting on his hand as he was drowsy wanting to sleep for once.
"So what is it that you wanna tell me? And why the hell are you up so late at a time like this?" He yawned over barely keeping his eyes open waiting for a response. The tall man put his index directly pointing at each other before going red as a cherry bowing his head down at the floor with an unexpected answer.
"Well I may have crushed on you for a long time.." he chuckled silently as the gem glows for him to speak. No response to the other it was just uncomfortable silence that gone over 5 minutes straight. You can hear the kettle whistling furiously when it reached its boiling point when the silence was over. Bobal got up and removed the pot away from the heated stove and turned it off for good. He poured the hot water in and gave it a good stir with his tea and sat back sofa with his tea on hand have a small sip before placing the cup on the wooden coffee table. Both them did not say a word after that. Boder turned his head and looked over to Bobal to which he looked uncomfortable with him around after what he said. He put his hand over his neck thinking he gone too direct with his words. Guilt crept in and had a shaky feeling in his spine. The other spoke to break the dense air.
"Aren't you with someone already? I heard from Bob saying something about you together with someone already. You have a date. Why throw that certain someone away so fast?" He responded looking down on the floor not wanting to fuel his anger by just looking at his face. He didn't believe him that he likes him out of everyone. He felt sorry for his love nit knowing that man he thought was good was backstabber to the heart. He didn't want to speak of him no more, he cannot let himself be an enemy to his crush. Things will get worse.
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Why do I envy? I shouldn't care.. Balbotder
FanfictionEver since they were made from pixels. Bobal never gave empathy or sympathy for anyone except his friends. They were the only people who was family to him and he accepts it but never expressed it towards his friends. Later he developed some urge to...
