From the Start...(PAYJAY FANFIC)

♡A Date..?♡

[Uhh...What do i put here. Um...."Yippie!!"]

(Nobodies Pov:)

A week has gone by ever since the previous events that the best friends had gone through. OJ longer had horrible thoughts and Paper overthunk less. Things were going great!! Exepct for, 1. The hotel. And 2. Their feelings. The only thing one could ever think about was the other. OJ was constantly thinking about Paper that it distracted him from his Job. Same for Paper. Paper had thought abou OJ so much that Sometimes, People would be confused and point out the fact that his face was constantly red. Paper decided not to ever explain in. The feelings the 2 had for the other were coming almost unbearable and driving them crazy. OJ fealt like if he spent ONE (hfjone refrence!?!?) more week without confessing, he would explode. OJ was losing more sleep than he usually would. And it was Paper's fault.

Paper would spend his days instead of talking with guests and working, Thinking about OJ and Working. But he thought, They were going out together this week! Fuck, it was Tommorow!! That might be the best time to tell him! Yeah! He'll do that. But, What if he messes things up?? What if.. OJ wont be friends with him? No-! Paper, stop thinking that! Just try!! If he doesnt like him back, thats ok! OJ will understand, right? Ugh...this was so hard. Paper groaned and plopped onto his bed. He decided just to write this all down. Let it out, but without telling anyone.

Paper had kept a little Diary. A lot of it was about Evil Paper, Anxiety and Reacently, His feelings for OJ. Ok, A LOT about his feelings for his best friend. Damnit, He hated how much this hurt. He wrote down everything he was feeling in his Diary. To ease his mind. He had already finished everything he needed to do, and was just waiting patently for OJ to give him new tasks. He let everything go from his mind, to the Paper (*Knee slap*).

Meanwhile, OJ was working. He was fixing things, Paying bills, and helping others. Suprisingly, He got these things done quite quickly. So he had more time to chat with geusts. Maybe Talk to Soap, Ask for some advice...She was good with those things. She would constantly give advice to Her Friend, Pickle. And her Girlfriend, Microphone. Most of her advice for them was about Taco. Well, Mostly Mic. Pickle was over his whole Taco issue. But Knife helped him all with that. Anywho, OJ finished most of his work and went to just relax for a bit. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a small snack then leaned against the counter.

He relaxed there for abit, Until Soap came in. He looked at her, Swallowing his snack.

OJ: "Oh, Sorry- Were you going to work in here?"

OJ asked, looking at her and slightly getting off of leaning on the counter.

Soap: "No! No! Nothing. Im not cooking today. Paper is. But I've just been noticing..."

OJ raised his eyebrow.

Soap: "Something's been Distracting you lately."

OJ: "Wh-What?"

Soap: "Yeah! I notice it everytime Im playing Video games with Pickle and Knife. Something or, Someone is on your mind."

OJ's face heated up, realizing what she meant. How did she notice that so easily!? He thought he had kept a straight face the entire time of him working. Guess not.

OJ: "U-Uhm...Why you asking?"

Soap: "Just saying! But..Seems you need a little help! And...I think I know whats on your mind. Its a someone, isnt it?"

OJ didnt awnser and instead took another bite of his snack.

Soap: "Hey, Im good with Romance advice. I actually do it the most. But," She sighed. "You dont have to tell me if you dont want to."