dms: timmy connors

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*this is a day after they told each other how they felt, they're like dating now so gtg*

"is this real?" vanessa asked.

"is what real, baby?"

vanessa was curled up in timmy's hotel room bed, her head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.

"are we, together? like, together?" she asked, looking up at him.

"yes, I mean, if you want..." tc responded, "you still do like me, don't you?"

"what the fuck? you're so dumb, obviously I still like you." she tapped his chest with the tips of her fingers.

"well, what about nick?"

that sentence caught vanessa's attention, she hadn't thought about nick since he left her house the day before.

"I forgot about him," she sat up on the bed, "god, timmy, what are we gonna do? how are we gonna explain us?"

"we aren't explaining shit, be quiet. lay back down."

she looked at him uneasily but she laid back down.

"I'm, like, a hoe..."

tc laughed aloud, making his chest move under her.

"it's not like you fucked zach." he looked down at her, "you didn't fuck zach, did you?"

"timmy, he's ten."

"he's two years younger than the both of us." tc defended.

"that's 24 months."

"yeah, thanks einstein." he remarked.

"you're so mean to me, leave me alone."

"you love me anyway."

"nope."

"hm, yeah ya do."

"nah, nope, not at all!" she responded.

"are you sure?" he turned her on her side so that he was leaning over her, "because you really seem to like it when we kiss..."

he leaned close to her, not breaking eye contact.

"do I?" she leaned up to him, her top lip brushing his bottom lip.

"but," he pulled away and laid flat on his back, "you don't love me so, nope, no kisses for you."

"baby," she whined, "please."

"nope, I'm taking a nap. can't hear you." he closed his eyes, smiling.

"I hate you so much." she pushed his arm and crawled back up to cuddle him.

she decided to close her eyes too, she was physically and mentally exhausted.

"you know that I love you, don't you?" he said right before she drifted to sleep.

"yeah, yeah. I get it." she smiled, gripping him even tighter.

they had both fallen into a light sleep as a knock played on the door.

"timmy? are you here? it's nick... we're gonna go get dinner." nick knocked again, "if you're in there, zach gave me the extra key, I'm gonna open the door, so sorry if you're jacking off or something."

nick opened the door.