BEHIND THESE DOORS

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(Before this chapter starts, just want to put it out there, someone requested I feature Firedamp, so I briefly did :3)

Screech POV:

Eyes finally got back to our room after the group therapy thing. I had been sitting there, tapping my foot. "Dude, where have you been??"

"Goblino pulled me aside at the end."

I crossed my arms. "Couldn't have told me?"

"You're being clingy as fuck.." he muttered.

I sighed. "I just don't like not being around you... sorry. Anyways, what did Lino need?"

He held up... a CD? "He gave me this... do you know what Muse is??"

"... inspiration??"

"No, like..." he groaned. "Whatever. Do we still have that CD player?"

"Uh, let me check..." I turned and went rummaging in the closet we kept our little goodies in, finally finding that damn CD player. I held it up. "This what you're looking for?"

"Yeah, thanks, dude." He made his way over to me and took it from me.

"It's cool, dude... can I listen to it with you?"

"Duh? What else are you doing??" He set down the CD player and popped open the case, slipping it in.

Music started playing from the CD... good music. REALLY good music...

He looked over to me, started nodding his head to the beat... I started doing it too. "That's some good shit.." I muttered.

"Yeah... goddamn."

We started vibing, getting into it... the music put me in sorta a trace, it made me feel... oddly nostalgic? It was a nice feeling, made me feel like one of the cool kids, y'know?

I sat up against the wall, chilling out to the music. "Could you turn it up?"

"Yeah..." he cranked up the dial.

Now that energy was really flowing. Eyes took a seat next to me, his knees up to his chest. Out of instinct, I reached out for his hand, intertwining his fingers in mine... he gripped my hand back.

Holy shit, I think I just had a heart attack.

All of a sudden, couldn't speak, couldn't talk, couldn't do shit. My heart was just pounding out of my chest, my gut felt like it was all sparkly and glittery, and my legs went limp. I leaned over and put my head on his shoulder, which prompted him to let go of my hand.

Awh dawg it.

... Only for him to wrap his arm around my waist. 

HOLY FUCKING SHIT. This music got me feeling gay as fuck... Nah, nah— I wasn't gay, I wasn't a boykisser, I'M NOT A FUCKING EYES FUCKER! I'm not gay, I just cuddle my homie and kiss him sometimes. I'm literally straight. So fucking straight. Dude, there's no fucking way I'm a boykisser.

Yeah, no... Totally not.

... Maybe I am? I did kinda enjoy that kiss.

"Hey, dude..." I spoke up. "Mind trying something with me?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"So... I'm kinda wondering if I like dudes or not... I was wondering if uhm..."

Before I could even ask him, Ambush peaked in. "Yo, there's humans in the hotel, get to your rooms."

God fucking damnit.

I sighed, got up, and headed out. Everyone was shuffling out of the hideout.

I turned to Eyes. "Hey, dude... can we resume this later?"

"Uhm..." he nodded. "Yeah... yeah."

With that, I walked off...

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Eyes POV:

Holy fucking shit, I'm terrified.

Just made it to door 9, sitting there in my entity form, stressed as hell... what was Screech trying to ask me?? To kiss him?? I was slightly excited over that fact, but just... so scared. Thinking over what's been going on between us is so scary... it's nerve racking.

I wanted to admit my feelings... have them reciprocated... hold his hand... but I was so scared of that intimacy. I didn't want it. I didn't want to see him differently... all my life, he'd been my best friend... 

Now he was this.

My crush.

And... I was ashamed over it.

So ashamed... so fucking ashamed...

The door swung open. the humans passed me, thank god they weren't looking at me. As soon as they left, I fell to the floor, shifting to human as I fell. My hands gripped the rug under me as I tried to ground myself.

The feeling overtook me like a tidal wave, crashing down on my soul in a painful collision. The aftershocks of that wave rippled within me, ripping my heart apart. I was so conflicted... like the water was warm, but I was drowning in it. Choking for air, the thick streams running down my throat... into my lungs, my stomach. Filling my body. (ayo)

I couldn't keep it in...

That was so fucking pathetic.

I backed up against the wall and sat there, wallowing in my embarrassment and sadness for a while, maybe 40 minutes, before the door creaked open again. I did not want anyone seeing me like this...

I looked up to see a familiar face... long, dark hair, her friendly smile... her golden yellow eyes. Firedamp. A room, an entity... she didn't hang out with us. She wondered around the hotel on her own. "Eyes...?" She muttered. "You... good?"

"I—" I pulled myself up to my feet, wiping my tears. "I... I'm fine... do you need something...?"

She leaned against the doorframe. "Nah, just got bored... you good, bro?"

I began fiddling with the rings on my fingers, sliding them up and down. "I'm fine... so uhm... mind if I vent a bit...?"

"Go ahead, I'm here to listen."

"So... Yknow screech, right? Well... I kinda have a crush on him... and he's wondering if he's like gay or not, and we kinda kissed like a day or two ago... And there was a rumor about me fucking him, which I didn't do, and I'm really embarrassed and ashamed over the whole thing..."

She blinked, trying to process that. "Well... uh. Damn. My advice is just tell him, and if he doesn't like you, move on with life."

"It's... that's the problem, I'm scared... I don't like intimacy, or romance, or anything..."

"Still, tell him. That's my advice for everything, just tell him. Communicate the best you can. If he's involved in the problem, it's best if you work with him to get out of the problem."

Damn. Firedamp was  really the voice of reason in the whole hotel...

"I'll... have to do that..."

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(Yet again, another filler chapter. I wrote this out of boredom, it probably sucks, hope you laughed tho. Even if it sucks, pls keep reading, I have some very good chapters planned 😈)