this citrus love || tommyinnit x gender fluid oc

17: movies and blankets

Vix's pov:

"So, you're telling me that Moony's name is Luna-"

"Yes."

"And Moony is Karl Jacobs' cousin-"

"Correct."

"Who's also dating Sapnap-"

"Tommy, you've been making me repeat this cycle of answering questions for three minutes. Yes, yes, and yes! The answers aren't changing anytime soon," I laugh while trying to get through to him as I sip a monster (yes, Luna glared at me when she heard the tab pop). No matter how many times he asks, he still is stuck in shock.

(fun random note that has literally nothing to do with the story :D i collect soda tabs to useone day to make different jewelry and stuff... it's been nearly 9 months, i have around 300, and have yet to use more than 14 of them...)

Ran, who introduced himself as Mark, or preferrably Mars, after Karl hung up, replaced my spot on the couch and Luna joined him to pick out a movie together, leaving Tommy and I to clean up his mess. Tommy apparently spit out the Coke I had got him when Nick spoke up in the call and he had insisted on pestering me with questions. Me being the oblivious person that I am, decided to give into his interrogation. I really wish I hadn't because now we've been stuck in this loop for the past three minutes.

"Well I'm sorry I just found out one of my close friends is cousins with-"

"Tommy, look at me," I giggle, taking his face in my hands and forcing him to look at me. "I'm gonna need you to breathe, okay?"

He immediately freezes, caught like a deer in headlights with the paper towel roll still held up in one arm and the other raised pointlessly. I stifle my laugh, having to look down before returning my gaze to his. The bluish gray is slightly mesmerizing and I have to mentally pull myself out of them before I start to drown.

"I'm the one who just had a meltdown, I should be the one hyperventilating," I laugh, trying to ease the tension as Tom melts into my touch.

"Vicky," he says, taking my face in his hands, the paper towel roll still in his hand. I find myself relaxing into his touch, just before he hits me in the side of the head with the roll of paper towels. "Stop joking about your trauma!"

"Ahh! I'm sorry! It's how I cope!" I choke through my laughter as he chases me around the kitchen island. This continues for a minute before Luna ultimately has had enough.

"Aye! You two!" Tommy and I stop dead in our tracks. Luna laughs and rolls her eyes while Ran does the same, hiding his giggles behind his hands. "Are you gonna watch or not?"

Tommy and I exchange a quick glance before looking back to Luna. "Alright," Tommy replies, but before we even take a step, Tom hits me on the head again with the paper towel roll.

"Tomathy, you son of a bitch-" I chase after him as he hurtles himself towards the couch. He reaches the couch and, before I'm able to tackle him, holds up a blanket as shield.

"Alright! I surrender!"

"Hand over the paper towels, mister," I glare at him, playfully.

"But-"

"Tom, this is cute and all, but hand over the damn paper towel roll so we can pick a movie- Hey!" Luna yelps, getting cut off by Ran smacking her arm.

"Moonsy, shhh!" The only reaction they get, though, is further light-hearted glaring from Luna. He doesn't seem to care and just keeps giggling to himself.