17: Accepting the truth

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by BFDITK

by BFDITK

Goob's POV:

As soon as I felt Shrimpo kiss me, I immediately blushed. I never knew- do I even feel that way too? So many thoughts were scrambling around in my head, as he let go. I saw his blush too, and he quickly looked away. Did he really just- is this a dream? Just as I was about to stutter something out, we both heard a knock from his door.

"What do you want..." Shrimpo huffed. How can he act like this when WE FREAKING JUST KISSED-

"Heya guys!" Poppy appeared in Shrimpo's doorway, looking around. "Geez Shrimpo, ever thought about repairing the walls?"

"Oh be quiet, I don't need to waste my time on fixing these fine walls." Shrimpo remarked. Poppy sarcastically replied,

"'Fine walls'. Anyway why are you two's faces so heated up?" I blush even more at the comment. For once, I want Poppy to go away, and I don't mean it in a bad way.

"Can you just leave already?" Shrimpo parroted my thoughts. Poppy grinned.

"Aw come on guys, you can tell me, I can keep secrets very well-"

"Not when you spilled the secret about-" Shrimpo stopped for a second and glanced at me. "Poppy, you know what I mean."

"Uh...no I don't~" She teases. Shrimpo grumbles.

"Oh, whatever. Get out of my room already." She sighs with that grin still on.

"Alright, alright, I'll pry it out of one of you SOMEDAY." She glances specifically at me for that last part, then exits. Shrimpo turns back to me, the blush creeping back onto his face.

"So uh- what do you want to do now...?" I stammered. I try to act nonchalant, but I'm very bad at concealing my emotions, especially when they're so strong.

"D-did you like it?" Shrimpo turns away when he asks that question, clearly embarrassed. I guess some inner voice shouts inside me that it's cute, but I don't know WHAT to think right now. Maybe I should ask Boxten for one of those romance books, in there the characters are all perfect for one another, but right now, I'm just confused and happy. I guess it felt nice... I realized I hadn't been speaking in a while so I spoke up.

"I-I guess? I haven't really done this thing before, and I don't know what to feel...sorry." I quickly say the apology, hoping Shrimpo would accept it. I need more time. But part of me wants to kiss him again. But another part of me is panicking about the person who stole my first kiss.

"It's okay, I guess. Take your time." I don't know about how Shrimpo talks, but he seems just slightly disappointed. I don't know what to do to comfort him, so the first instinct I have is to hug him. He gratefully accepts the hug, burying his head into my chest. The same part of me thinks this is adorable. I squeeze harder, not wanting to let go. I don't want to lose this moment. I feel...loved, I guess. Shrimpo's here, cuddled with me. I lift Shrimpo's head up, and I see he's sleepy. I don't know why I reacted like this, but I kissed him back. He leans forward into the kiss, and I feel that he wants it to never end. A few minutes pass, just us kissing.

Shrimpo's POV:

I don't know what caused me to react like that. Maybe I felt rushed? Pressured? I just knew that I loved Goob. Once, I thought that I deserved nothing but hate. That's why I lashed out at people. That's why I supposedly hated everything. Now, there's a few things I don't hate. All of them doing so with Goob. I feel sleepy, and cuddled up in Goob's arms, I feel so relaxed. Comfortable. Happy. Something I haven't felt in a while, before me and Goob started bonding. The last thing I feel is Goob's lips on mine, savoring the kiss.

Goob's POV:

I feel Shrimpo doze off, and I gently let go of the kiss. OH MY GOSH WHAT DID I JUST DO. WHAT WILL SCRAPS THINK??? I JUST KISSED SHRIMPO, OF EVERYONE. OH MY GOSH. And even though I guess I'm supposed to not like Shrimpo, I liked the kiss. I like him. I love him. That's the truth. I feel stronger now. I get it, Scraps is trying to help me. Me being safe makes her feel better. But- I don't know if I can get it out to her. Maybe I should just come out to her and the entire world. I know this as a fact: I loved the kiss. I love Shrimpo. In his old personality's perspective, I shouldn't care what other people think of me! I'm my own person, not Scraps' toy! I can feel whatever I want to! And this is what I want to feel. I crawl onto the bed, still hugging Shrimpo. I tuck him and me into the blanket as I stretched and looked around the room. Everything here smells like him. My eyelids droop as I turn to face Shrimpo, still sleeping. I hug him as I sleep next to him, giving him a quick kiss on the head.

(HOW DO I WRITE FLUFF I ABSOLUTELY SUCK)