𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃, 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐁𝐋𝐘𝐓𝐇

✦xii.

he handed you a cup of coffee, that he had made your favorite way. you were sat down on his couch, awaiting the conversation that the two of you were going to have. you were excited to figure this out with him. it would be very therapeutic. you watched as he wandered around the kitchen. you had slipped on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt that he had volunteered to go get from your house, and even better, when he came back, he came back with pastries. croissants, scones, everything. 

as you bit into one of the croissants, he sat down next to you. you took a sip of your coffee and turned to face him, your legs criss crossed. he settled down and you looked outside of his window. he had a perfect view of the city. you learned last night he had only lived a few minutes from you. less than 10 with no traffic. on a clear morning like this, you could have sworn you could see the ocean. you glanced back at him, and caught him admiring you. 

"take a picture, it will last longer." you said sarcastically. he laughed briefly, than pulled you close to him, your head in his lap. you giggled. you streched your legs out, so you were almost fully horizontal. "ok, what are we starting with? the instagram statement?" you asked. 

"ok, do you want to help?" you thought. did you? or would you rather have him say what he feels? he looked down at you, awaiting a response. 

"i want you to write it. i'll proofread." he nodded, and began to type. it was a while before he handed you the phone to check what he had done. you took it from him and began to read:

'i wanted to say something regarding the rumors between me and @rachelzegler. there is absolutely nothing going on between the two of  us. do not confuse the movies with reality. every photo that anyone may have seen has been a bad coincidence, which has spiraled into much more than i should have allowed. i have been dealing with other, more important things than these silly rumors, and i should have said something sooner. and most importantly, i am currently in a relationship with someone else. 

thank you for your understanding

-tom' 

you read the post. it was perfect. not saying, to much, not saying to little, and tagging rachel would be a good hint for her to say something. nothing had come out yet from her. the last line made you blush. 

"it's perfect, tom." you smiled up at him. he took his phone back. "you're going to post it?" he nodded. the two of you counted down as he pressed the button. after, you gave him a kiss on the cheek. now, everyone would know, it would be solidified. 

"so, how are we going to announce our relationship?" tom asked. you pondered. 

"i'm not sure." was all you could respond with. 

"of course you are. twice you have made a petty move on me with these outings, you have to be able to think of something." you laughed at his joke. 

"well, the first thing i could do is un-archive all the instagram posts of me and you." you responded. he looked confused. 

"what?" he asked. oh shoot. he was always off social media. he probably hadn't even noticed. 

"oh, you didn't notice. basically i felt petty yesterday and i took down every post we have together." you looked up at him. he was straight faced for a moment, then broke out into a snicker. then a real laugh. you smiled. 

"i love you for that. i have never met anyone as petty as you." 

"what can i say, i'm just a girl." you responded. he only beamed more. 

"ok, so you do that, thanks so much. what else?" the two of you brainstormed. 

"i mean, do you want to just, go to lunch and just like pda or something?" it was the only thing you could think of in the moment.