Mithross! Mass or moss :3

Chapter 4

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Max's POV
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I unlocked the door to our home, Tim walks in and flops on the couch,while Ross heads to his room an locks the door. I still can't believe that Tim said what he said, I stand between the TV and Tim, he just sighs
"It was a joke Max! And it was funny! "

"Funny really? Huh I didn't hear anyone laughing other than you!"

"Why you gotta take everything so seriously? "

"Because it was offending and annoying!"

"Dude if your only mad because you can't control how you feel about Ross, just tell him that you love him and no one will be offended by my jokes." He shouts,throwing his hands in the air, I'm speechless

"Huh?" I manage to say

"You make your feelings obvious, maybe not to Ross but I can tell you like him. You always let him off easy when you're mad that him and take the longest amount of time editing his videos, not to mention when you're teamed with him you go crazy." Tim groans rolling his eyes, as he tries to look around me at the TV.
My face goes red as an apple (Barney:Appel?) I am so confused, why did Tim never say this once before! I glare at him
"A word to Ross and I'll stuff your head in a wood chopper." I snarl, I stomp out towards my room "Mad Max!" He calls, but I'm to embarrassed to punch his gut. I pass Ross' room to hear a whimper, was he ...crying?

Ross' POV
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I cry as softly as I can, Max called me a idiot and said he never would want to marry me... Is it my katanas? Is it that I like to annoy people? Is it sprinkles? Or is it just me. I curl up into a ball, when I hear a knock on my door,
"Ross? Are you..alright? You're not crying are you?" Max asks,
I've never heard Max sound so kind, maybe he does care about me after all? I stand up and look at myself in my mirror. No, I can't let him see me like this.
"I'm fine Max! Just admiring my katanas!" I chirp, I listen for a response...maybe he's leaving?
"The ones you left in the lounge this morning?" He chuckled darkly. Shit.
"Nice try Ross. I'm letting myself in" he says, I'm glad I locked the door. I hear him leave my door way. Then I hear him return, and I see the bolts on my lock unscrewing. Fuck. I desperately look for a place I can hide, my room is messy so I must have a perfect spot, as he is unscrewing the last lock I dive under the covers of my bed. Better than nothing. A final tear trickles down my cheek. I bet he'll see me and hate me, you wimp. God your pathetic. I hate you.
"No" I whisper and cover my face. I hear Max step in, and close the door.
"Under the blankets? Ross come on, if you're gonna hide from me, do it right." He mumbles

Max's POV
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It throw the covers of Ross, and there he is curled up in a tiny ball covering his face. I sit down next it him,
"Come on buddy what's wrong? Don't cry...please?" I ask, man I suck at being kind. He doesn't say anything, just whimpers. I can't help myself, I warp my arms around him and pull his face against my chest. He flinches at the sudden touch but then snuggles deeper into my chest. "What's wrong Ross?" I ask, he start crying again, wetting my shirt. Okay so Ross doesn't want to tell me-
"Me." Ross states,

"What do you mean Ross?"

"Me. Everything is wrong with me."

"And who the fuck told you that?" I seriously have to punch this guy..

"You.." He whispers. I stop, it's true. I've told him countless times that I hate him, countless times that something is wrong with him. I've broken Ross...

"I'm sorry." I whisper back

"Max?"

"Yeah Ross?"

"Why don't you want to marry me?

"THAT'S WHAT THIS IS ABOUT???" I yell