I didn't have time to draw a pic for this chapter, and I was being pressured my a certain someone(You can thank MiniElmos for that) and I had to use one from a long time ago.
Previously...
"It's getting late, we should go to sleep. We don't want to be tired tomorrow after having a day off to rest" Rigby said and got ready for bed. All the while Mordecai still couldn't get any words to come out.
He too got ready for bed after a while and after they said their 'good night's' it was silent and they both fell into an uneasy slumber.
Now...
I'm gonna start to have character point of views thrown in some chapter so it's not always gonna be a characters point of view.
Mordecai's P.O.V
I woke up the the sun rays beaming down on my face, blinding me momentarily when I opened my eyes. Once I stretched with my hands above my head and I opened my eyes for the second time I swung my feet over the side of my bed and sat up.
I tried to wipe away the tiredness from my eyes and looked around the room I shared with Rigby. I saw his small figure lying on his mattress facing away from my. The events from yesterday flooded my mind and I couldn't help but let a few tears fall. I wiped them away and got ready for the long day of work that later before me.
I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine. When I was done I walked back to the room and noticed Rigby was already awake and also getting ready.
"Hey, morning Rigby." I said as I walked back to my bed to fix it. As I did I noticed that he was very quite and his movements were slow and lazy.
"Huh?, oh! Hey! Good morning, Mordo." He said as if he was snapped out of his thoughts. He turned to look at me and the bags under his eyes were heavier than normal and he was more pale compared to the day before. I know this can't mean anything good.
"So, um after work do you want to hang out at the arcade or go watch a movie, you know do something fun like we used to?" I said hoping he'd say yes so that I could talk to him and not feel like he's going to go into a zombie state like last time.
"Um....sure, that'd be great! We can hang out like Bros! Just like always." He said with,as much enthusiasm as he could muster, but it was obvious to me it hurt for him to only be able call me a 'bro'.
After we had gotten ready we headed down stairs to meet up with everyone else to get our jobs and finish them before Benson started having a fit about us being slackers.
Surprisingly me and Rigby were the first to get there. We had slept earlier than normal last night and woke up just as earlier then normal.
Once we were told what our jobs were we started working and this time we didn't slack off, in fact we didn't even talk to each other as we did our job. It was very silent and uncomfortable, but I just don't know what to say to make it less uncomfortable. I just decided to keep quiet and keep working.
We were done a little bit earlier than we thought, not only did it surprise us but Benson too. We had the rest of the day off for working hard for the 'first time' like Benson put it.
I looked at Rigby and smiled. He smiled back but it was a forced smile and I knew why. We headed to the arcade and spent almost the entire afternoon there. It was fun and I think Rigby was having a lot of fun. I didn't want the times like these to end between me and him, I wanted this moment to last because I didn't want for him to in pain because of me.
After the arcade I had enough money for us to go to the movies and I let Rigby choose what to watch. It ended up being a cheesy comedy movie but I noticed that Rigby was having a blast, and just seeing him laugh again like nothing bad happened makes smile. I was able to subside his depression, even if it was just a couple of hours.
I noticed he would steal glances my way and he would smile. When I turned to look at him he would quickly avert his gaze and turn back to the movie. I knew that even in the dim lighting of the screen, he was blushing for having have been caught looking.
The movie seemed to end all too quickly for me, I wanted it to last longer. I knew that the minute the day was over we would go back to the uncomfortable silence, the weird small conversations, and the extreme ache that tugged at our hearts for seeing each other and not having what we had before.
We headed to the golf cart in a comfortable silence. Once we were starting to drive back to the park I wanted to start a conversation in an effort to keep this day alive for as long as possible, afraid of what awaited us at the end of the day.
"So...I had fun, hopefully we can keep having the rest of the days off after work.That would be great, we can hang out way more!" I said trying to keep the mood as positive as possible.
"Mhmm...I had lots of fun, I'd like to do this again as much as possible. I hate having to do work all the time, but I did say I'd put in extra hours. Damn I wish I'd kept my moth shut!" He said with a smile that caused me to smile
"Maybe we could have days like these, if you didn't slack off all the time" I said in a joking manner as I gave his arm a slight shove.
He gave out a light boyish giggle and tried to glare ate without breaking into a smile but it failed. He gave my hand a slight shove given the fact that I was driving.
"Hey, at least I try! This awsome mind can't be contained to do work all the time, you know!" He responded as he shrugged his shoulders and with a smirk plastered on his smug, troublesome face.
The rest of the ride to the park was filled with small chat and cheerful laughs. Once we got there it became quite but the chat never ended. We ended up staying up late like always but we tierd out sooner then we thought.
My slumber was both a calming one and a worrying one. I really had fun with Rigby and I hope that with all that's been going on that we can still....have what we had before.
Okay Hyyyuuuuumaaanzzz! I was a little late on this one but at least you got it right!? Well I'll keep doing character p.o.v's from time to time, seeing as it is a little easier. That's all and thank you for reading g this chapter. Hopefully you like it enough to want to keep reading the rest of what's to come.
