MithRoss

{7}

Tap, Tap, Tap.

The following morning the sun sure wasn't shining. Which maybe Ross would've said was a symbol of how he felt, but didn't. The awkward car ride wasn't there, the three tried to make conversation. They realized it was starting to affect Tim, too.

After the car ride each went there own respective ways, which was understood because Ross had to record while Max and Tim had to get busy editing. It was only inevitable that they went there own seperate ways.

Max sighed and quickly fell onto his chair, repositioning himself into a comfortable spot. The ginger haired male started to work at an astonishing speed and went straight to work. Why did he feel so eager? I'll tell you his side of the story.

***
"Maybe so?"

Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. MAYBE!

Those words stuck in my head, thinking maybe I had a chance. I had consulted Tim and Adam about it earlier (Who was going to help me? Red?) on this kind of stuff, and I'm almost 100% positive I have gained a crush on Ross.

As much as I hate to admit it, the guy is pretty darn cute. Who couldn't resist the little narwhal? The narwhal known as the sloth. The sloth known as Ross. Ross known as my crush... I'm pretty sure.

You may think, "Why are you doubting your own crushes?" I'm the type that is, so to say, doesn't really know how they feel about others until someone starts to acknowledge it. I mean, I have been going soft on him these last couple of, it seems like days, but it's a bit more like weeks.

I was excited, because maybe just maybe it was true what he said earlier in the video. Maybe he really did say something about me. I did hear a could of 'Max''s in the video. Is this what that is about? Is it? Seriously, is it? I can't really tell.

I think by now you can tell that I'm not really good with handling emotions. Especially these type of emotions, I've never dealt with them before. At least, only in a brotherly type of way. Never, ever, did I think I would fall in...

Was I in love with Ross? Here I go again, not knowing what I feel. Doesn't feel good. But loving Ross... Can I imagine that?

Nah... Maybe... Yah...

I wondered what Ross was thinking right now, and sighed. Once we finally got inside out apartment I flopped onto our couch and stared at the wall like it was the most interesting wall in the world. I couldn't help but think:

Wow, we need a new wall.

***
Max and Ross had gone to lunch, not togethter though. The offices were silent and empty, nothing without the lively and bright people inside them to fill it up with noise and fun. The offices were dark and hollow.

Ross had gotten there early, and just sat on a couch. Ross started to think, and while he's doing that, I can tell you his side of the story.

***
"Uh... I guess."

Though I never really did show it, inside I was internally screaming my head off and doing a mini victory dance. I did it, I did it, yah yah, I did it. Wait, did he say 'I guess.' And this whole time I was celebrating for getting an answer out of him.

I'm going to guess that he likes someone in the offices. And with all the signs I've been seeing, it all points to me. Or... Or Tim or some other editor who is not occupied at the moment and is homo or bisexual.

Wait, were the others in the offices homo or bisexual? That's nothing I ever thought about or considered, but setting those thoughts aside now. I'm thinking about Max right now. Yes, just and only Max. Only Max. Max.

That didn't really come out as right as I intended, but I really just love the guy. I mean who doesn't love the hater-on-life Max Max? Well, he's not that all the time but it is just really funny to piss him off sometimes.

Once we got in Max immediately flopped onto the couch and stared at the wall like it was the most interesting thing in the entire world. He looked really... Nothing can really describe how handsome Max looks to me.

I know now. I definitely do love the guy.

I in fact took a side armchair and stared at the exact same wall. Does he love me? I know I love him. What if he was lying? I don't really know what was going on in Max's brain, and what's worse is that I'm scheduled to read a MithRoss fan fic with Max. The fans really do ship us.

And I couldn't really but help look and stare while thinking:

Wow, we need a new wall.

***

After the even everything started to fall back into place at the offices, the two friends were starting to act more like best friends again. They had known each other for about 8-10 years, so of course they would've went back to how they were.

Ross and Max were out of ideas. They didn't know what to do next in this situation. They did not know how to communicate and say it wihout possibly ruining their friendship. They had no more excuses. The two men had to confess to each other one day or another. Considering it was Max and Ross though, that might take a while.

Max wanted to get it over with but didn't know how to say it.

Ross knew how but didn't have any courage to actually do it.

So who do they come for help in there best time of need? Who do they reach out to when the world seems to fall down? I don't know who birthed them, and I don't know who hit them in the head, or if their teachers failed at making them smart. Why?

Because they were going to ask each other for help on how to ask each other out.

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That was it, and all for today. See you shippers in the next one.

Ship on!

-Random_Shipper_