opening your heart ( Eddsworld Tomtord)

Talking

The nighttime fell, and I was back in my lab working on little projects. The robot has been fun to make but stressful. I just needed something to calm me down. And also thinking about what to say to Tom. What a relationship would look like with him. I've never seen how he acted to partners because he rarely had them. He's a sweet guy, but he has times.

I drew down blueprints and kept thinking. What did he whisper to me. Was it something to do with his love for me? I tried to focus on my tasks, but I really couldn't.

I took off my gloves and glasses. And took a quick shower. I was incredibly dirty. My hair seemed like a whole different shade of brown than before. Once again, I was on my bed. Tomorrow's another day, and it was time for me to sleep. The few moments before I slept, my mind was going wild. it felt as if he was cuddling me. I knew it wasn't real it still felt nice.

I woke up. Wiped the droll off my face and looked at my phone. It was only 3am, I wanted more sleep. But I was thrown into thoughts of Tom. My brain was really obsessed with him. I was crushing hard. Physically sweating over him. I need to tell him now, I thought. But how could I when it's 3am in the morning.

I looked at my phone still in my hand. This needs to be in person. It feels less serious if I just texted him. I can't just wake him either. I know he's working again tomorrow. Maybe I can, I thought. But my body already started moving. I was now standing at his bedroom door. Heart pounding. Nervously swallowing. I bet I stood there for a couple of minutes, fiddling with my fingers. I couldn't get what I exactly wanted to say. I was nervous. I knocked three times, but he didn't answer.

As I suspected. I didn't want to, but somehow, my hand had already opened his door. A bit I peeped inside. He wasn't asleep. He was on his phone facing the wall. I guess he didn't hear me open the door. Or maybe he was ignoring me.

I really hope he wasn't.

I let the door squeak open make, and that got his attention. He turned around and I couldn't tell anything about his face. I wasn't sure if I should go or stay.

"Hi, can I talk... to you for a little?" I finally said. Maybe he was waiting for me to speak like earlier. "I'm sorry it's really late, I woke up and couldn't sleep."

"It's fine, Tord. What is it about." His voice sounded hopeful, and I swallowed again. I started sweating really badly again. My palms were a mess. I wanted to get myself under control, but it was difficult right now.

"Nothing. Really like more of a hang out. If that's fine too."
"Yeah, it's okay." His voice seemed. less. I hope I didn't accidentally break his heart. I sat down with him on his bed, and he turned his phone off.

"Have you've been good lately?" I asked, trying to start it up.
"Not.. the best, really." My heart pounded harder for a different reason. I didn't ask why, I just tried to move along. Hearing him doing bad always hurt.

I went to speak, but he got to it before me,"was there a paper on your floor yesterday." He squeezed his leg, and I knew he was freaking out. I stuttered over my words. I was trying to slowly lead over into it.

"Yeah, I yeahh, I found it." I already planned everything in my head, I want it to stay like it. I was certain I was making a sweat butt print on his sheets by now.
"Did you get to reading it." Tom grabbed his phone and flipped through it. His expression was upset, but he still seemed fine. definitely scared, though. I understand.

"A few times, you know, to make sure it wasn't a prank." A nervous smile appeared on my face. "Uh, you seemed sincere." I said.

He didn't say anything back to me. We just sat in silence. I tried to understand what I did wrong. Was I too nervous?
Thomas, what did I do wrong.