Masked Lovers-(HoodiexMasky)

Chapter 5

(Hoodie's P.O.V)

I was pulled out of my slumber by the sound of loud rapid knocking. I sat up abruptly and rubbed my eyes tiredly; I let out a soft yawn and turned my attention to the clock on the wall.'19:34'.I let out a groan and turned to hang my bare legs off the side; I stretched and looked at the door.

The knocking wouldn't stop! It was probably Jeff; for Toby would just burst in, Slenderman would teleport in, Masky is still in the recovery room, Eyeless would knock and wait for an answer, Ben wouldn't bother to come knocking at my door and nor would Smile, so it was defiantly Jeff for only he is this rude.

'Come in!'.My voice came out groggily but clear and I winced as my morning voice hit my eardrums. As expected, Jeff barged in with a plate in hand. 'Morning shit face.Slenderdick asked me to send this grub up to you', he said as he thrust the plate in my face, his smile looked fresh and his forever unblinking eyes sparkled with amusement.

'Your friend is downstairs, ya'know the one you knocked out'; as he said this he made a punching action. 'I didn't touch him, he just fainted'. I looked at him with a fire burning in my eyes.

He's just winding you up again Hoodie, ignore him, don't take the bait. I tried to think clearly but anger started clouding my vision. I am usually calm in situations like this, until it came down to someone insulting me or Masky, then I go ballistic.

He chuckled and turned to leave through the already open door; but before saying 'Um yeah, whatever you say'. I was just about to jump him when he closed the door quickly. He was scared of me and Masky, because he knew we could beat him to a pulp.

I looked down at the plate in my lap; mashed potatoes and steak with a mint leaf to top it off. Slenderman really knows his stuff! I took the the fork from its resting place in the mashed potatoes and started eating; starting with the mashed potatoes and then using my hands I devoured the steak.

When finished I licked my fingers clean and placed the plate on the table nearby. I got up and walked into the bathroom; I started up the shower and hopped in, cleaning myself off of sweat and food.

Once satisfied I jumped out and turned the water off. I grabbed my towel off the rack and dried my body off; I then wrapped it around my waist and walked out the room. As I walked out I stared continuously at my feet and made my way to the dresser.

I picked out a white vest and black boxers and placed then on the dressers top; I let my towel fall and slid into my boxers, to then pull on my vest right after.

When I turned I got a big shock. What I saw made me freeze up; Masky was sitting in bed watching me, his face burning bright red. He wore his own white vest and dark orange boxers. His blue eyes trailed up my body to lock eyes with my forest green ones. We stared at each other as I felt my face heat up from embarrassment.

I didn't hear him walk in and he probably didn't expect me to come out the shower early; out the corner of my eye I noticed that my plate was missing from its perch on my bedside table. 'Uh...' I tried to speak but I lost my voice.

His eyes showed distress, discomfort and...want? I looked closer and saw that tears pricked the edge of his eyes. He looked at me, pleading me to figure out what he wanted. A little pout was stitching onto his somewhat tanned face.

He was sitting up with his hands in his lap; his blanket tucked underthem.I saw his hands twitch a bit in my direction. I look into his eyes; he looked depressed, stressed and worst of all, scared.

He then exploded into a fit of coughing, catching me by surprise. He coughed up blood and I quickly dashed into the bathroom in search of his pills.

(Masky's P.O.V)

The coughing came out of nowhere, catching me and Hoodie by surprise. I saw him dash into the bathroom looking for my pills.

Blood splattered the floor in a pattern of dots and blotches. I shut my eyes tightly as the violent coughs racked my body. I hear footsteps rush back into the room with the sound of a bottle rattling. I feel the space next to me go down.

Hoodie had come up beside me hugging me tightly, the bottle of pills in one hand. He patted my back with his free hand as he attempted to open the bottle with his fingers. Once off the lid clattered to the floor noisily.

He brought his arm around my front and placed a pill in his open palm. He gently tilted my head back by placing his hand under my chin. My coughs had stopped and all that came now was the tears running down my face.

I felt him tap my mouth with his finger and I opened my mouth to allow him to put the pill in my mouth. I swallowed it dry and brought my head back down; to then turn and rest in my partners embrace.

I sobbed quietly into his shoulder as he laid down, pulling me with him. He rested on his side so that he could hold me close to his frame. I welcomed the embrace with open arms and allowed him to hold me. He rubbed my back with one hand as he raked his fingers through my hair with the other one.

My sobs came to stop and I started to dose off in his arms. He placed his chin atop my head as he pressed my head into his chest. I sighed in comfort and fell asleep with Hoodie not too far behind me.