Denial - A Comedy Gold Fanfic

Ch 12

This chapter gets a little angsty, so heads up. Gets into topics of "do you really love me?" for a little bit. Reminder, especially for this chapter, to NOT MAKE NSFW JOKES. I AM STILL A MINOR. (I also hc Cheesy to be asexual and sex-repulsed (I know there's a term, I forget it lol)! Slightly off-topic but still)

// Trophy POV

It'd been a few weeks, but it feels so unreal. Like this is all a big dream. I've never done this before. Not been in love. It feels so nice to feel welcomed. Specifically, more rather, to feel loved. I feel like, for once, they all accept me. I know only a select few do. Paintbrush and Fan, and mainly because Cheesy. Soap and Mic don't mind me, I guess.

"Hey Trophs!" Thank God he stopped me from thinking. I was over it, haha.

"Yeah? What's up?"

"I love you!!"

"God, you can be so annoying when you're all romantic like this. You do this so much!!" I wasn't agitated, just playing around. I thought it was clear I was just joking, but I don't think he noticed.

"Would- would you prefer if I didn't? Sorry." He looked genuinely guilty. Lucky I was dating him, or I would've told him yeah.

"No! Aw, honey, I was just joking!" Ugh, I can't believe I'm about to tell him this. "I love it when you do it!" As much as it was true, it still felt weird saying it. It was so... soft.

"Really?" His eyes lit up.

"Yeah, dork!" I hugged him tightly. Not only did he need that, but I did a little, too. I paused for a moment, before finally asking, "Do you?"

"Do I what, sweetie?"

"Do you...-" I choked. I was crying a little. This was so abnormal. I was tough. Why was... why was I thinking like this? I continued. "...love me?"

"Oh, of course! Why wouldn't I?"

"I... I don't know. I'm sorry- This is stupid-" In truth, yeah it was. It was a dumb thing to worry about. I knew he loved me. So... why didn't I know?

"No it's not. I get it. I know that feeling. This should help a little. For now." He paused, and kissed me.

His lips were soft. He placed his hands on my face, and his hands were soft. Still cold, like always. Before I knew it, it was over.

"That- Yeah, that helped."

I wanted him to do it again. Do it forever. I never wanted him to stop. That would reassure me forever. I pulled him close, and kissed him. I waited before letting go. Letting it go on forever. He was out of breath.

"Now that..." I was out of breath as well, panting, trying to speak normally. "That reassured me." I'd almost forgotten I was crying. I wiped my eyes, and he winked.

"Wanna go again, hot stuff?" God, he was so good at this. All of this. He was smirking.

I got all flustered, and covered my face. "You're gonna be like this forever, huh."

"Yeah."

"Then, after all, why not."

I pulled my hands away from my face, and embraced his. We fell back onto his bed. I was on top of him. We were both out of breath, but continued nonetheless. This went on for a minute or so. Unluckily for us, we didn't hear someone knock on the door. So, he opened it. His voice was high, slightly squeaky. Definitely Paper.

"Hey guys! OJ wanted me to ask if- oh. OH- OH MY GOSH, I'M SO SORRY-!" He went on and on about how sorry he was.

I was flustered, but had to say something. Cheesy was next to me, even more flustered than I was. "God, SHUT UP! Say a single word to anyone, including OJ, and I'll beat you so hard you'll be bed-ridden. Got it?"