TBS AND ALL HIS CHARACTERS One-Shots

Texting

HOPE YALL LIKE IT LOVE YOU MUCH!!

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Y/N: Hey Thomas. I know we haven't spoken in like, four years, but I just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you. Have a beautiful day. Ily

Thomas: What?

Y/N: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have sent that. I just heard that you haven't been doing great lately and I wanted to let you know I was thinking about you. I'm sorry, that was really weird. Have a nice night

Thomas: No, don't be sorry. I'm ecstatic that you sent that message. Yeah, life's been a bit stressful, as per usual. I'm sure my mother is making it sound a lot worse than it actually is. I'm glad she made you text me. Thanks for thinking about me, cookie. Ditto. 

Y/N: It was weird. Oh, I'm glad. That makes me happy. What's been going on? You alright? No no, she doesn't tell me enough. She really didn't, she did put the thought in my mind, though. No problem. Cookie? You haven't skipped a beat.

Thomas: Whoops. Sorry 'bout that, mate. I'm just trying to get my Bachelors Degree before I finish 12th year. And, then I'm trying to figure out what I'm gonna do for work, you know. My agent has been shoving opportunities down my throat..... I just forget that I'm only 18, you know? I want to be a kid, still. I don't feel that I am. Well.....I guess not. How's life been going for you, Mrs. I'm The Most Popular Gal in School?

Y/N: No. Its cute. Whoa. I don't remember you being so... smart? Motivated? You know what I mean. That's insane, my man. I'm so proud of you, truly amazing. That's crazy, I cant believe you're doing that.  That's awesome. Oh god, don't stress about that, you're going to be incredibly successful and rich off your ass and youll still be a virgin. You've got this. Be a kid! You deserve it. She can go fuck herself. You are. You're a kid. You're still twelve in my mind. Alright. Ha! I'm honestly not that popular.

Thomas: Pft! Should I be offended or flattered, my love? Thanks, mate. Ah....I'll try not to stress. Ha! I dunno about that, Love. I am financially well off, and I am very thankful. I believe myself to be quite successful, but I don't know if that is all my fault. Ha! Is it that obvious that I'm a virgin? And, once again, I don't know if that was a compliment or an insult.....Ha! I'd love to tell her that sometimes, you know. Twelve?! Ew!

Thomas: Yn. You are literally the most popular girl in school. 

Y/N: Flattered, of course. You've always been intelligent. This is truly amazing, though. You do what makes you feel good. Do what you want, my man. You will! Look at you. You already are. It mainly is your fault, babe. Come on, give yourself some credit. Ah! I was JUST going to ask if you actually were, but I felt like an idiot doing so. Compliment. I'm sure you'll find some model to bang pretty soon. Ill do it for you! I loved twelve year old you. My favorite 12 year old. You were fucking adorable. I love him! Stop.

Y/N: Ha! Nah.

Thomas: Thanks, mate. Jesus. You have no idea how good that advice that feels. Yn. There is no way in hell that you had to ask if I'm a virgin. It is ridiculously obvious. I'm not really into those types of barbies. I never have been, and never will be. Do what for me? Bang me? 

Thomas: Ha, ha. I'm so funny. Twelve year old me.....It's a shame you didn't stick around to live out all of that shit. 

Thomas: It's ridiculous!! I mean, you're absolutely beautiful, both inside and out. But it still shocks me to think that MY Y/n is not mine anymore, you know? It's an odd feeling.

Y/N: Well, you're one of the most polite people I will ever meet. And I feel like you'd wait until you were in love, living together, or something. But who knows. Oh, of course. That's what I was implying.