BEHIND THESE DOORS

5

Eyes POV:

I plopped down on the bottom bunk, now with my hair wrung out dry and not soaking wet clothes on. Screech stood in front of me, changing his shirt. I didn't really bat an eye at it anymore— I've lived with him all my life, I've see him without a shirt once or twice... or maybe like fifteen times more than that, but you get the gist of the situation.

I was still pretty cold— I was basically always cold, I had gotten used to it by now— but being damp made it worse. So much worse. It was like I was dying of hypothermia, jolts of ice being struck into my soul... yeah, I'm being a bit dramatic, but I'm a theatre kid, so??

"Dude, I'm so cold..." I muttered, rubbing my arms.

Screech sat down next to me. "You could say that again."

"Dude, I'm so cold?"

"You could say that again."

I rolled my eyes. "Bro, shut the fuck up."

He snickered, before pulling the blanket off the bed and wrapping it around me. "Better now?"

I huffed, wrapping it around me tight. "... Yeah."

We sat in awkward silence for a moment, Screech looked down at the floor... Before he spoke up. "... Uh, mind if I join you? No homo." I could fell my cheeks go a little pink, but I brushed it off and wrapped it around him. He shifted closer to me a bit awkwardly. "So... how has your day been?"

"Ok..? Why do you ask?"

He shrugged. "I dunno, I'm tryna make conversation, this is awkward as hell."

I paused before responding. "Know what, it was worth it dunking Rush."

Screech smiled. "Hell yeah it was."

I smiled a little too. "... I love your smile."

"I know. You always point it out." I let out a little laugh at his words, before wrapping an arm around Screech's waist. I didn't even realize I did it before it was too late to back down... and the last thing I expected was for him to wrap his arm around me too. I looked up at him, our gaze meeting for a moment a little too long. All of a sudden I wasn't as cold as I was before.

I averted my gaze, now focused on the floor. ".... Well, uh..."

"Forgetting that happened," Screech began, "... uhm, what now?"

I had never been in a situation even remotely like this before. I had no fucking clue about what to do— I had read about this thousands of times before... it seemed so natural to all the characters and people I'd read about, but now that I was here, in real life, all cuddled up with my best friend... all of a sudden, it was scary. But not in the good adrenaline kind, it was anxiety inducing.

It was fucking terrifying. What if something happened that I couldn't undo?... something that changed our relationship forever, something that I would have to live with?

My gaze flicked down to his peeled lips for a second, before flicking back to his eyes... his light blue eyes... almost white.

I felt inclined to lean a bit closer...

And he did too...

And then Seek slammed the door open. Fucking great, way to ruin the moment.

He immediately made his way over to us. "Are you guys ok?! I heard what happened in the living room."

Screech seemed a bit dazed from what just happened, so I answered for him. "Oh, we're good. Just a bit cold is all."

"Oh thank god..." It was rather rare to see Seek like this, all worried... But I brushed it off. He immediately hopped back into his idgaf older brother like persona, crossing his arms before responding. "If it makes you guys feel any better, Halt forced Rush to mop everything up."

"Damn good." Screech quipped, I laughed a bit.

"Ok... imma just..." Seek stepped out of the room, shutting the door behind him— leaving Screech and I alone.

We sat in completely awkward silence for like 2 minutes before I had enough and HAD to say something. "So... wanna just.... Pretend that never happened?"

"Yes. Definitely."

"Deal."

We went back into the that awkward silence. The only thing I could think of was what just happened, was he leaning in to kiss me or something?? Was I  leaning in to kiss him!?  Yeah, that's not very "no homo".

I was pulled out of my thoughts by Screech pulling me a bit closer by my waist, his grip tightening a bit. My face went fucking red. My senses came back— how close I was to him, my hand on his hip, his  hand on my hip— holy fuck, I was red. I didn't even know why, was it just because this was my first time EVER in a situation like this??

Eh, probably.

Yeah, I could never like Screech like that.

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Timothy POV:

They put me in fucking "bad spider time out", which was basically just them making me turn into a spider and locking me in a drawer. Someone snipe me.

Little did these idiots know I could just teleport through the drawers, so, with that in mind... Why don't I have a little fun? I rammed into the back of the drawer as hard as I could, causing me to teleport into another drawer— a tighter one, with a few miscellaneous trinkets n' such just laying around.

The thing about my teleporting abilities was that I couldn't control where I would end up. I ram myself into the back, and all of a sudden I'm somewhere else. I heard talking from the outside...

I heard Screech's voice first, "So... how has your day been?"

"Ok..? Why do you ask?" Who I assumed to be Eyes responded.

"I dunno, I'm tryna make conversation, this is awkward as hell."

There was a pause in conversation before Eyes spoke again. "Know what, it was worth it dunking Rush."

"Hell yeah it was."

There was another small pause, before Eyes spoke in a softer tone. "... I love your smile."

"I know. You always point it out..." Screech trailed off— there was a pause for a few seconds, before he continued. "Well, uh..."

"Forgetting that happened... uhm, what now?"

The fuck was going on? Actually, what was going on? Some awkward ass exchange? I scattered around the drawer, trying to look for an opening to watch what was going on, and thank god there was a little hole I could see through.

They sat under a blanket together, all cuddled up, gettin' a lil friendly. Oh, there was definitely something going on. And I'm about to start a rumor about it.

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