Noah P.O.V
It had been a few weeks since I fixed up Mirage, but god, it didn't feel like it. I could've sworn I was just rolling under his hood everyday, desperate to have my best friend back...or maybe we were something more now?
I had always wondered why I was so desperate to fix Mirage but I just always blamed it on the fact that he risked his life for me. Which he did, but there's always been a new feeling itching at me, telling me there's something more to it.
I stopped walking digging my keys out my pocket and unlocked the "Noah sized door" as Mirage would call it. I find myself chuckling a little as I open the door and walk in, closing it behind me.
"Noah!" Mirage beams transforming with a big smile on his face. He does his little hops as he stretches out his legs and I find myself smiling a bit at how cute it was.
Wait...did I think Mirage was cute. Is that bad? Do I...like like Mirage?
I was shook out of my thinking when Mirage waved a hand in front of me,
"Yo, Sweetie you alright?" He asks and I feel a blush spread across my face. My hand finds itself buried in my hair scratching at the back of my neck.
"Mirage" I say "Sweetie is a nickname for people who are..you know dating and stuff" I find myself absent mindedly kicking my foot nervously.
Mirages face was neutral, the smile gone and I felt a wave of panic run through my and a pit began to form in the bottom of my stomach.
"I thought we were dating" Mirage says crouching down and sitting on his legs trailing his finger along the floor.
My face got hotter and the pit in my stomach released just a little bit. I kicked my foot again in nervousness, "We can be..if you- if you want to?"
Mirage looked up from the ground making eye contact with me. He looked at me for a few seconds before a big grin plastered his face. "Are you asking me out?" He joked playfully propping his head up on his hand from where it rested on his thigh.
I felt my face get hotter and the hand at the back on my neck squeezed onto my hair, "What if I am?" I ask letting go of my hair and dropping my hand to fiddle with the side of my pants.
I look up to Mirage and my heart skipped a beat, he hand his mouth covered with his hand and he was looking away, but I saw the little blue blush across his cheeks.
I walked closer to Mirage placing my hand on his knee and he jumped when I started tracing the lines and dents in it. I felt him shiver as I dug my finger into the crack of his knee.
"Sooooo" I said tracing another line that led up his thigh, but had to stop and run back down it when I couldn't reach the rest of it.
Mirage shifted his weight and I looked up to him, he had the cutest smile on his face that was spotted my his blue blush from before. It was so adorable my heart almost stopped working.
"I guess you could probably be my... What do they call it again?" Mirage asks and I find myself laughing.
"What?" Mirage asks "I forgot what their called man" he said crossing his arms and the blush on his face grew brighter.
"No, it not that.. you're just too damn cute" I say a smile on my face.
"If you think I'm cute" Mirage says leaning down towards me more, "wait till you see yourself" he says and when he pulls back he winks.
I swear my heart was gonna stop beating right there and then. I dug my fingers back into the plating Mirages knee hopefully distracting myself from this heart-killing conversation.
