The Broken Thread (Tko x Male reader)

chapter 16

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(Y/n) pov)

It's been exactly 2 weeks since I've talked to Tko. I've been avoiding him like the plague. Thankfully Mrs. Jackson had us which seats with each other since the new quarter started.

Unfortunately, Tko has been more persistent. Everywhere I turn he's there. It's like a teenager stalker who sucks at his job. So it's been more difficult to avoid him. Is he planning something to use against me?

UGH, WHY CAN'T I GET HIS STUPID FACE OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!

"(y/n), earth to (y/n). Can you hear me?"

I was snapping out of my thoughts to see Chase standing before me. How long have I been standing there?

"Huh? Oh shit hi Chase were you saying something?" I asked.

Chase sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. I'm guessing I didn't hear anything.

Damn, I must've been deep in thought. It's like I completely tuned him out. Shit, this is getting out of hand.

"I was talking about the hangout next weekend, we still have it scheduled for this weekend right?" he asked, opening his locker and reviewing it.

Oh fuck that's right the hangout. I pulled out my phone to check my planner. Why the hell did I forget about this?

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(chase pov)

God damn it not again. Every time (y/n) stresses out about something big, he forgets everything he needs to do. It's not like he has anything to worry about. I would gladly date (y/n).

"(y/n) class is about to start, let's go," I said, pulling him off.

It doesn't matter anyway the emo hedgehog doesn't even have a chance with (y/n). But I'm not taking any chances.

Walking in class I moved (y/n) to the back of the class. Thankfully the math teacher doesn't have a seating chart.

"Okay (y/n) I got the school work for today. Just relax and start planning our hangout. That sounds fun right?" I said with a sweet smile on my face.

I slid his binder over to him as (y/n) hid like a hermit crab busy planning. I know how weird it sounds but this is one of the few means of control (y/n) has and to him, it's relaxing.

Since we were kids (y/n), control has fascinated us. Controlling the games we played, and what we did during Hangouts, all to make sure we used our time wisely.

It always has its calming effects on him even in the most stressful situations. So it's always handy to have something for (y/n) to fiddle with before he starts panicking.

Right before the bell rang Paintbrush, the emo hedgehog, and the kappa girl who keeps following them everywhere sat in the front.

The emo hedgehog sat down glaring daggers into my soul. Very spooky hedgehog not like I've seen this with every Hot Topic clerk before.

I smirked at him sticking my tongue out.

No matter what he thinks he'd never have a chance with (y/n).

After all his mother just spites anyone who's a hero so even if he did start dating (y/n) he died before he met his mother.

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(Tko pov)

That fucking prick.

What the hell did he say to (y/n)? He looks like he's going to break at any moment. Whatever he said must be the cause of (y/n) looking like a nervous wreck.