You were bored out of your mind, about to claw your eyes out because of it. You sat up from your bed and decided to stop wallowing in boredom and change. After taking a shower, you heard Spongebob singing next door. You didn't hate spongebob, you didn't like him that much either. You tolerated him to the point of friendship. Which is more than what you could say about your beloved Squidward. You had an innoccent crush on him, but you knew he'd never go for a girl like you. You were just a weirdo that popped into the sea from a boat, and with the help of Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy, you were able to breathe underwater. You didn't miss anyone on the surface becaus, well, you lived alone. Back to the present, you also heard a loud crash, followed by Patrick's retarded laughter echoing. You groaned hopping out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around yourself. You put your wet hair in a ponytail and ran downstairs to go ask the, politely as always, to calm down before they awaken Squidward. Too late. By the time you reached your door, Squidward's yelling rang through your ears. You shut the door quietly, trying to walk away from the situation. Trying to hurry back to the bathroom before your hair air-dried, you slipped and fell on the stairs. You tumbled down, endinng in a loud THUD! and screams of pain from your throat. You heard footsteps coming closer soon after, so you tried to cover up. You could barely move. Everything was dizzy, and soon you blacked out.
*Timeskip*
When you came to, you realized you weren't alone;Nor in your bed. "Umm..hello?" You called and someone came up the stairs. Squidward. You noticed the familiar rug and bed sheets from when you had to drag Spongebob and Patrick away each time to let Squidward rest. You were in his house. "Feeling any better?" You noticed he was a lot nicer towards you, especially now. Before you could question why, he placed a hand on yours, cupping it around your palm. You blushed and nodded in response to his question finally. "That's good. What happened anyway?" As you explained to him how you took your great fall, you could hear laughing in the background and noises that made you cringe. The noise was too much for you, especially in this state. Squid could tell your patience was wearing vering thin, as his was also. "Not to interrupt you, but hold on." He said, and got up. He pushed open his circular window. "Will you two reprobates shut it so (y/n) can get some rest?! Don't make me come down there and bash your barnacle heads in!!" Squidward roared, anger seeping from every word. "I-it's alright, Squid, really." You leaned up as far as you could without being in complete agony, and brushed your hand against his arm to get his attention. You pulled him away from the window, smiling through pain. "If you say so." He smiled back and your heart soared. "I'll be right back with some (your favorite tea). I think tea helps everyone's nerves." "Yay!" You laughed and he patted your head, starting down the stairs. You looked down at your feet, trying to move them inch-by-inch. Whilst doing so, you saw a journal edge peek out at you from under his bed. You knew you shouldn't snoop, BUT WHAT THE HELL? Let's do this. You opened it and started flipping through pages. These drawings were, sadly, better than his clarinet playing. You stopped at a page, because what was drawn caught your eye. It looked like him kissing a beautiful girl at a picnic? Jealousy coursed throug your veins until you saw the label above the girl. It read '(y/n)'. Your cheeks heated up quickly as you looked onward in the book. All the rest of the pages were filled with drawings of you and him going on different dream dates or him proposing or your kids together or just you and general. You dropped the book when you heard a flabbergasted voice utter out, "what a-are you doing?" You tried to figure out how to get out of this. Then it hit you. "I LOVE YOU!" You confessed then covered your hand with your mouth. 'Idiot, idiot, idiot. He hates you now. Fuck,' You thought. You were prepared for harsh words and shunning but instead were approached with soft lips. By the time you porcessed what was happening, the wartmh was gone, which caused you to whimper. "I've loved you since the first day I layed eyes on you." He said, smiling, which honestly was rare for Squidward. You were happy you were the one to mke him smile.
((Holy fuck, this sucked but yeah..I wanted to do one but I didn't think it would be this awful. Result of writer's block people. It's a real disease amongst us authors.))
