my hot bunkmate keeps giving me forehead kisses while im asleep

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by dizzyribbon

by dizzyribbon

tyler and cody have swapped teams in this au 4 plot convenience
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"Uh..Gwen..?"

Gwen, closing her diary, sighs, "What is it now, Co-...Tyler?"
She raised an eyebrow, this had to have been the first time the jock had even thought about talking to her. Matching the gaze of his worried eyes, she thought, before asking "Make it quick, what do you need?"

The athlete lets out a deep breath. Fiddling with his hands, his eyes darted from side to side, making sure not the grab the attention of anyone unsuspecting. Taking a seat next to Gwen on a tree stump laced with rot, he spoke up after a streak of silence.

"Well..so I have a cabinmate, who, uh..." Tyler looks away again, as if to make sure he was really alone. Gwen rolled her eyes, begging for the interaction to be over as quick as possible.
"Just get it over with, Tyler."
The athlete gulped, his shaky breath and flushed face doing most of the talking. "I have a cabinmate who keeps giving me forehead kisses when I'm asleep.."
Oh, now Gwen KNEW where this was going.

"..how do I asked him to do it when I'm awake?"

The two sat in a prolongued, awkward feeling of silence, where the only noises to be heard were the croaks of a bird.

"Out of everyone, you came to ME for help with this?"
"Duude!!"
Gwen could only groan, standing from her stiff position. She placed her hands on her hips. "Why not, I don't know, talk to him?"
"Oh yeah! Great idea! Thanks Gwen!"

And before the goth could say a word, the brunette was off like the wind. Well, at least she wasn't being harassed by Cody again.

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"And then he goes and throws another challenge!"
Gwen rolled her eyes, placing a hand to her cheek in exhaustion. Listening to Courtney ramble on and on about how she hated Duncan was ear grating, like a fork to a plate. As she had simply refused to eat for the night, (it's 7pm on a weeknight, nobody wants to eat chefs slop) she'd taken to watching the clock tick by as she tuned everything out.

But, every now and then, she'd catch a nervous Tyler talking to a Noah...who seemed to be listening all too well for his usual mood.

Huh, who knew her advice would work.