Catch Me When I Fall [BxB]

Affirmation

I try to convince myself I'm being irrational, but yet, I get a little too invested and swallow my food a little too fast to the point I almost start choking.

I cough for a second, and when the three adults look to me with concern on their faces, I just shake my head.

"I'm fine." I assure them. "I was just... a little too deep in thought."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Hazel asks.

I just nod, not wanting to talk for the risk of making it worse and then being unconvincing as a result.

I remain silent for the rest of our dinner, just studying Jatix and Rassler and trying to figure out if there's actually something going on.

It's kind of exciting for some reason, but I'm also a little worried for my mom.

Besides, I just got my dad. I don't want to lose him.

And I was really hoping that maybe they'd get married...

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When we're done eating, I head back upstairs to my room. I don't want to be impolite seeing we have company over, but I feel so drained. I need more sleep.

Hopefully I be able to get some tonight.

I'm still trying to wrap my head around what my mom told me, in addition to Tyrone and I figuring out that I might just have a half-sibling.

I don't know whether I like it or dislike it.

On one side, I've always felt a little incomplete. I've always wondered what it would be like to have a sibling and what it we be like if we grew up together. I like to imagine the fun things we could do together.

On the other hand, I've never had to share my mom's attention. I'm also very close to her, which I think is a result of not having anyone else to go to.

But I like the way things are. I'm used to it just being my mom and I.

Though with Rassler, it was nice to welcome him in.

It still feels a little strange, but that doesn't mean I'm unhappy about it.

I have to admit that I'd be a little disappointed if what Tyrone and I deduced was proven wrong and it turned out I didn't actually have a half-sibling.

I'm excited for it; I just think I need some more time to process.

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I manage to drift off to sleep, because I become aware I'm dreaming.

Which is somewhat disappointing because my brain replays that time Tyrone almost kissed me. Except in this alternate world where anything is possible, he actually kisses me.

It's also disappointing when I wake up and the ethereal moment has passed.

I try to think about him more and fall back asleep to relive it, but my alarm goes off to get ready for school.

While initially saddened by this, it soon turns to a flustered excitement.

Because while it was just a dream, I think about the fact that it almost actually happened in real life. It gives me hope, and perhaps even a little bit of confidence.

Since it happened, both of us have just pretended it didn't. We haven't talked about it anymore, or delved into what it could've meant... we just ignored and moved on.