I've feel like I need more of a challenge so I'm gonna open an creepypasta ships one-shot thing. Not sure that's a good idea so please comment below and tell me what you think:
I4 Months passed, Toby would call Tim from time to time. They would have conversations to help one another, have a few jokes put in there and sometimes Tim would lecture Toby about 'how to be safe in these situations'. Still there's no telling how long the mission shall go for. If he was lucky, it might take a few days unless it could be months or even years till Toby gets back.
Everyone agreed that with Toby calling, it kept Tim's sanity in check. It even made him feel happier! Hoodie was glad that someone made Tim feel happy, other than him (meaning Hoodie was fine with someone doing his job for once).
Until...
Toby stopped calling...
It had been 2 months, Toby seemed to have stopped contacting the creepypastas... even Tim.
Tim was on the brim of his sanity and won't stop worrying about the young man. Hoodie tried his best to help his friend, they would work sometimes but Tim just got out of control. Really out of control.
"Masky, calm down," Hoodie said softly. Hoodie was practically frightened. Tim was sitting with his back to the bed. The room wasn't trashed besides the papers scattered close to the bed and the smell of cigerettes in the air.
"I'm sure Toby's really busy," Hoodie continued, "I mean, remember when he tried to call you in the middle of a mission?"
Tim didn't answer his friend and kept his head down, not bothering to look at Hoodie.
Hoodie suddenly felt a rush of anger, why was Tim so desperate for Toby?!
Until it hit him, "Tim... Are you in love with Toby, by any chance?"
Tim's eyes widened, but still didn't say a word.
"You are, aren't you."
Tim still didn't move much, he was pondering... was he in love with the younger proxy. He couldn't fight the feeling, was he? All evidence lead to the factor that he never used much till Toby started being all buddy-buddy with him.
"Bro, if it makes you feel any better... Toby's home," Hoodie said as he opened the door to reveal a young man with googles and messy brown hair, who was blushing under his face mask.
"Hi Toby, I knew you were eavesdropping," Hoodie admitted.
Toby stuttered to find words to say but decided to just hug it out. He hugged Hoodie before he exited the room.
"I'll leave you guys alone," Hoodie said and locking the door behind him.
Toby kneeled down in front of Tim, "Uhh... so, how's it going?" Toby said awkwardly as he tried to think of a topic to talk about.
"So I heard you were worried about me..."
Tim looked up at Toby before pulling him into a hug. "I missed you," Tim voice wavered as if he was about to cry.
"I missed you too Tim."
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