GUY.exe

Different

"You can sleep in the guest room. Everything you need will be there."

"Thanks Tubbo."

I nodded and I tiredly went up to my bedroom. I made sure to lock my door. And not even a few minutes later, I was knocked out asleep.

A few hours after, I was awake with a soft knock on my door. I woke up, annoyed. I checked my clock. 9 AM. Slowly, I got up and opened the door.

"Ash?"

He looks up, a little shocked and shy.

"Hey. I'm sorry I came over like this, and early in the morning. I didn't mean to wake you."

I sobered up from sleepiness.

"Yeah. I'll clean myself up."

I begin to scramble my mind on what to do. My god, I'm nervous. I open the door for him to enter and he seems surprised.

"I can come in...?"

I look to my side, a slight blush creeping up my face.

"Of course."

He steps inside my room hesistantly.

The last thing I saw before I closed my door was Ranboo, frowning.

"You have a cute room."

He says, exploring my room. Looking at my posters, piano, guitar, lego, desk, novels, books, everything. It felt good seeing someone look fascinated into your belongings.

"Thank you."

"Can I touch your guitar?"

I look at it. Then I look at him. It was the guitar Ranboo had gifted me on my birthday.

"No. You can touch anything but that."

I felt possessive of it.

"As you command."

He says with a cheeky grin. I smile fondly at him. So silly.

"I'll go... change."

He nods, smiling at me. I went to my dresser for my clothes, and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, put on deodorant and cologne.

I should be presentable enough like this. I got out of the bathroom to find him sitting on my bed. He was staring at a picture fram in softness. He looks at me.

"So... what did you come here for?"

He smiles shyly and shrugs.

"I guess I just wanted to see your face."

I laugh.

"You could do that on your phone. I assume you have lots of pictures of me?"

His eyes widen.

"Did Tom tell you?"

I smirked.

"No. Just guessed."