summary: first kiss warnings: desc of gore (1) brief | talks of sex , no sex included, just teasing abt tim being a virgin.
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When you'd initially thought to watch Evil Dead Rise, the thought of just how much gore being there really hadn't settled as much as it should have. It was easy to see that the director has a favor of blood than the actual horror of the film but whatever, it's been a while since you've looked at the television anyway.
Tim was basically watching the movie by himself, just rarely commenting or making a sharp sound at the painful or impressive parts of the movie. The blue light from the screen illuminated his slightly pale skin nicely, making his eyes and hair pop like the stars twinkling outside your window left ajar.
The two of you often had movie nights and today was no different than any other time. The only difference tonight was obviously the movie and the snacks you decided to share without a stingy hand— and not to mention the way that Tim wore his hair today. His hair was down, unstyled, and almost completely ending the middle part. He looked soft.
"Y/N, watch this part." He urged and pat your thigh a couple of times, making you lock your phone and settle it on the bed.
He was sitting up on the left side whilst you lie on your side on the right. It was a silent agreement that put itself in stone. Tim gets the left side, and Y/N gets the right side. Whether that be for a movie night or because one(or both) of you being too drunk to be taken home didn't matter, it always happened to stick.
By the smile on his face, you can tell that this scene was going to be gross. He claims he hadn't seen the film before but it surely looked like it. You let him off the hook and focus your gaze on the screen, immediately laying eyes on a possessed girl bleeding from the mouth as her head had been impaled with the staff her sister created to fight (initially) imaginary monsters.
There's just the quietest moment of tension until you're facing Tim and blankly deadpanning him. He instantly rocked back a little with a boyish smile on his face, internally cringing at the gore but loving how easily you fell for it.
"You're such a virgin, Tim," you joke, pretending to be angry as you now sat up and picked your phone back up in your hands.
Honestly, his whole status on virginity is really a mystery to you. There's been a couple of times where you've considered the thought after looking at him for a while but it always ended up being 'No, he's too cute for that.'
But then again, cute and sexy are excellent at co-existing, especially when Tim wore it.
"Hey, don't be mean," he said, watching the television without his grin even wavering in the slightest.
"You don't even know if I'm a virgin," he added, making you look up from your phone.
He locks eyes with you but it only lasts for a second. You started looking over him, actually being thoughtful before saying what was on your mind. Tim knew that you could be snarky but he actually was interested in how you would 'attack' him this time.
