Sockathan Letters

oh god idk what to put as the title

Jonathan was shaking as the pencil went on the paper. Sock was currently in the kitchen, rambling on about whatever. Jonathan was terrified. What if he hated him forever?
'He's SOCK, you idiot' he thought to himself. 'Its nearly IMPOSSIBLE for him to hate you.'
He wasnt so sure though. Sock was so kind, and good hearted, and...well, cute. He couldnt stand seeing him think of him differently. Plus, this would probably cost him his job.

But he knew that this had to be done. He couldnt go another day without bottling up his feelings anymore. Its time to be more truthful with Sock than he has ever been.

As he started writing the words, his stomach twisted and churned, and he could feel the bullets of sweat streaming down his face. He was jotting down all of his emotions, but hen erased it, and then did the same loop for another 20 minutes. The pencil was scribbling on the paper so rapidly, like a fire of words erupted from Jonathan's brain.

And when he was finally done, he looked at the paper, and gulped. This was it. This was about to happen.

He carefully and quietly walked down the stairs, and placed the letter on the table, so Sock would eventually find it and, well, read it.

Sock eventually did find it. He waltzed out of the kitchen, about to scream to Jonathan, when he noticed a slightly crumpled piece of paper on the table in the kitchen. He was curious. What did he write down? Why couldnt he tell him this in person? He decided that it didnt really matter, and picked up the paper and scanned it. He blinked and had to read it carefully over and over again, because he couldnt believe what was on it.

"Hey, Sock-

So, I've been wanting to tell you this for, uh, a while.

I'm, like, really in love with you.

Now, I now this may seem very...unreal, but let me explain.

Yes, you may annoy me, and anger me, and make life a living nightmare for me. Hell, it's your job.

But you also make me happy. Like, very happy. You're funny, and goofy, and you're quirky and weird, and this may sound weird, but I love it so much. So much that sometimes just thinking about you puts a smile on my face.

And, um, sometimes I get really nervous talking. My stomach feels all weird and shit like fucking butterflies are in there.

And, yeah, obviously, this is going to change some things. But just know that you're a cool dude.

So, uh yeah.

Love you,
John."

Sock's mouth was gaping wide open after reading that. Did he just read what he thought he read?

A wide grin stretched across his face. Oh my god, this IS real!

He quickly floated upstairs to Jonathans bedroom, and went through his door. Jonathan noticed him and looked like he was about to get rejected.

"Sock, let me explai-"

Right before he could finish his thought, Sock rushed over and slammed his lips with Jonathan's. Jonathan's eyes widened, but his heart was giddy from happiness. He immediately kissed back, and they both felt like they were on a cloud. It was fantastic.

When they both let go, Jonathan's face was bright red. Sock was grinning from ear to ear.

"Hey, Hot Stuff"
"Hey, Sock"
"I love you"
"I love you too"