In the last chapter you heard of the fabled thing Ross had done, and now you are going to figure it out. You want to figure it out, right? I'm not just adding this for nothing, right? Please tell me this isn't pointless. Wait, of course it isn't! I shall tell you in Ross AND Max's point of view.
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I walk to my room and take off my hat, and go into the bathroom to brush my teeth and see a ginger haired male staring back at me. I quickly pat down my hair which was lifted up from taking off my hat, and I look to my right to see Ross there.
I seem paralyzed by him and watch as he brushes his hair, brushes his teeth, and then out of nowhere kisses me on the cheek and heads off to his room so he can chill there. Or sleep. Or get dressed into his pajamas so he can sleep.
I stand there and think to myself, why the heck did he do that? I also tried to stop myself from thinking that I liked it, but couldn't get the feeling of his warm lips on top of my cheeks for a second. I looked into the mirror and saw my face all red, which slowly disappeared as I brushed my teeth.
I thought of it again, and suddenly remembered how it just felt so right. I quickly held the toothbrush with my teeth for a minute and quickly pat the spot he had kissed my cheek. I stay there for a second before grabbing the toothbrush out of my teeth and making a smile that said:
Yah
I quickly stopped smiling, finished brushing my teeth, and walked out with a pink face and stood at the doorway for a second before going to my bedroom door, glancing quickly over at Ross' door and quickly looked away from what I saw through the crack that was there.
What had I seen was an image that would haunt me forever, even worse than that kiss on the cheek would. I would never get this out of my head, never in my life. What I had just seen, was Ross dressing into his pajamas.
It was a disturbing yet pretty sight at the same time. Was it wrong to think that? Well, I could think of 100 wrong things I had done in my life and looking at a half naked male, and liking it, was the least of my problems.
I did not want to get into full detail, but as I was trying to sleep nothing but Ross had popped up into my mind. I had probably laid there for an hour before falling asleep, and when I woke up the first thing I had thought of was Ross.
I walk up to my door and hear other doors opening, and I had no idea whether I was blushing or not. I confidently burst through the door and straight to the bathroom, and rethinking the things I had just done. I probably left them both confused.
They can figure it out themselves.
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After you see Max's beautiful point of view, and if you didn't know it was Max before, now you know. It is not time for the point of view you have all been waiting for, the sloth, the narwhal, the I-don't-know-what-else-to-call-him, Ross! It is time for Ross' point of view to figure out what he had felt, and what made him kiss Max...................................................... On the cheek. Yah, Ross was the first one to make a move, a little surprising, huh?
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After everything was done, I hadn't annoyed Max and he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, and not bothering to brush his hair. Of course. I quickly finish up a conversation with Tim and then I go into the bathroom, and start.
Max just stares at me while I brush my teeth, comb my hair, and I figured I would do something to surprise him. Something I have been wanting to do for a while, now. I went in his paralyzed state and I kissed him on the cheek. I then went off to dress.
I quickly looked through the crack of the door to shut it, seeing that Max was red, very, very, red. I grinned to myself knowing that I had caused that and that I, Ross the narwhal, had officially made the first move.
I'm honestly wondering what the next move is going to be. Who's going to do it, what the outcome will be, but honestly none of that mattered right now, here, in this place, at this very moment in time. Why?
Because what matters right now is that I had the courage to spontaneously kiss Max on the cheek and then go off and act like it was nothing, which it very clearly was something, and guess who created that something. I did!
I was smiling like an idiot as I changed into my pajamas, and for a second I think I caught a glimpse of some figure looking at me. I turned away and blushed, hoping it was just my imagination, or my shadow through the crack in the door.
Which reminds me, I need to go close that door. Once I was halfway done I walked over to the door and closed it shut so no one could look in, and I couldn't look out, even if I wanted to.
Once that was out of the way I got finished dressing and flopped onto the bed, and I stared at the ceiling and eventually drifted off in to a dreamless sleep.
When I woke up I had felt ready, I got dressed in my room and as soon as I did, I burst out the door to find the face of Tim, which was tired yet awake which was his normal morning face, and the face of Max which was as red as a strawberry.
Out of nowhere, though, he just ran into the bathroom and shut the door loudly. What had gotten to him this morning?
