Comedy gold oneshots????!!!

Does he tolerate me..? Or is this all just a lie..(ANGST)

【Cheesy POV】..;;🧀

Trophy has been my friend for a while, though I wish we were more. I doubt he likes me that way. If i told him i just know he would drop me and oh god, despise me. What if he already does?! What if he's hanging out with me just because he doesn't want to be roommates with tissues.. How can I think of jokes for my show under these conditions.. oh gouda..

I'll just, talk to Mic or The cherries, they seem to calm my nerves.. so does trophy but, with the way these thoughts are at the moment, i think i'd be in more pain if i'm near him..

【TimeSkip】;;🧀

"Awe, Cheesy.. i know how your feeling. It sucks. Especially when they aren't the nicest person." Mic said to me as i was there in her room. How can she know what i'm feeling when her girlfriend is soap.. arguably one of the kindest people in the hotel.. I can't be getting mad at her though, shes helping me through this, no?

I sigh, "Thank you, Mic..! I'll go uhm make some food or draw or you know me! If anything happens i'll let you know!

"Alright then, Cheesy! I'll be here!" And with that, I left her room and headed to the kitchen to make myself some instant noodles, didn't feel the best to make myself something difficult, I'd usually make a grilled cheese or some Macaroni, didn't feel it today, aside from my overthinking, I'm close to having the worst dysphoria breakdown ever.
"Oh, Chessy! I went looking for you in the room, you weren't there, You doin' alright, bud?." Oh god, It was trophy.. can this day get worst..

【Trophy POV】;;🏆

Thank god I found him, I was worried. He hasn't texted me, or bothered me, or anything all today..
"Shit- Trophy! Hi! Uh, yeah i'm doing gouda! Just a bit uhm, hungry!" I looked at his startled face, he wasnt dressed in his overly dramatic clothes, he just had a hoodie on and his Garfield pyjama pants, he usually always had some sort of bow tie but not today. I know somethings up, but what..?

"oh! My noodles are done, i'll uh swiss you later trophy, i have stuff to do, hehe..!" And then he walks away. More like speed walks away..
He's not alright. I've spent enough time with him to know when he's ok and when he's not.. what the hell could be upsetting him. Especially when he's the most adorable and funny person i've ever had the pleasure meeting.. What's upsetting him...

【Cheesy POV】;;🧀

Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK- AH SHIT OW.. I fucking burnt myself, wonderful. First i get dysphoria, then i start to overthink about my friendship with trophy, then he appears during my overthinking, NOW I FUCKING BURNT MYSELF. WHAT AN AMAZING FUCKING DAY. How do I expect someone like trophy to like, let alone love a mess like me. For fucks sake, i bet he's laughing at how stupid I was in the kitchen. I desperately need a distraction. Thank god for Will Wood, Jack Stauber, My notebooks, and crocheting. I'll calm myself in no time.. god I hope i do.

【No POV】;;🏆🧀

There cheesy was, eating his noodles in his desk, sketching a million versions of trophy he could, trophy in various different outfits. His playlist that consisted of songs from Jack Stauber, to Will Wood, to Lemon Demon, and to Tally hall. He hoped this would clear his thoughts until the wretched love songs he enjoyed would play which would destroy his mood all over when he thought he was feeling better. He transferred his drawings to poetry, all love poems and things he would say to Trophy if he weren't so scared of rejection or if he didn't overthink every little thing.

Nothing seemed to work. He tried everything that would usually help him during these times, music, failed. Drawing, failed extremely. Writing, god he failed tremendously, he even lost a couple considering he would rip them out his notebook, he was to depressed to think about the ones that got lost, saying "Its a problem for tomorrow cheesy."