(UNDER SERIOUS RECONSTRUCTION) Troubled Love(TicciMask)

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*caution Jeff x Ben dirty bit/dirty reference later in this chapter cause my ships!!!*
Toby's POV
I leaned back into the masked mans chest, perfectly aware of my actions, I just didn't care. But for some reason the closer I got to him, the more heat radiated off of him. The feeling of his heartbeat thumping in his chest, just leaning my head back a little more allowed me to hear the pitter patter of the rhythm.

The feeling was unnatural for me, it was amazing, something I hadn't  felt since Lyra passed a few months ago. Tears began to form in my eyes at the thought of her, but not for long, my mind knew automatically when to change subjects. For some reason my mind went back to Masky, or Tim, completely shutting out Lyra's memory. I just hope that no one thinks I like Tim. I mean I just hardly met him, he seems fond of me but I just can't trust him. Only reason I stood up for him was because I wanted him to answer some questions. Of course if I stood up for Tim I had to stand up for Brian too. Otherwise  everyone really would have thought I liked him.

Thanks to me the three of us were walking out of that office alive. Tim was quick to thank me, Brian on the other hand looks like he wants to slaughter me in my sleep. Not that I blame him cause I'm getting pretty close to Tim. I bet he's jealous that I'm getting too close to his boyfriend. I'm all for watching a jealous boyfriend nearly kill someone because they think they're getting to close to their "senpai" or whatever. But being in the middle of one, no thanks, I'll pass.

"So, about what you did back there. Why'd you do it?" He asked, an expectant tone in Tims voice.

I sighed and stopped walking so that I could look at him. But all I was met with was that stupid ass mask. It annoyed me, not seeing his face, in fact it really bothered me. I don't know why but it just does. I glared at him a bit before swiftly throwing my hand up and snatching his (weave) mask. He seemed to panic and tried to get it back immediately. To prevent him from getting it I hid it behind my back. It was rather amusing, watching him go out of his way just to get his mask.

Masky's POV

I reached behind Toby to try and retrieve my mask only for him to move it away out of my reach. I began to get more and more flustered as blush rose to my face. His eyes twinkled in amusement and the sweet laugh that left his throat could have given me a nosebleed. Finally I grabbed Toby's waist and tried to pick him up. He was extremely light but due to the unexpected action he squirmed out of my grip causing both of us to fall to the floor.

"Ow. Toby, can I have my mask back please?" I mumbled softly.

Something moved beneath me causing my face to flush. Quickly I looked down to see Toby, silent and wide eyed, staring blankly at me. Slowly he pulled the mask from his hand and handed it to me. I half consciously took it from him and put it on. Slowly I lifted myself off of him and helped him up. He stood then walked off into the kitchen but before he did he waved me over to come with him. I wiped my nose and checked my hand for any sign of blood. I let out a sigh of relief before taking off after him.

I walked into the kitchen almost immediately seeing Toby looking around in amazement at the large kitchen. Slowly I walked up behind him and smiled. He looked up at me from the corner of his eyes and smiled lightly even though he couldn't see my expression.

"You sure know your way around here don't you?" I said attempting to make conversation, although I was never good at talking to people.

The boy turned around and gave me a questioning look. I screwed up! Shit not again.

"I mean, since you found the kitchen no problem." I laughed nervously, heat rising to my face.

The brunettes look dropped and was replaced by a neutral expression.

"Oh, actually I was looking for the living room but hey, this works too. Hehehe" The laugh that came from Toby's lips made me dizzy.

I swallowed and smiled underneath my mask. He sat down in a chair at the table and tapped the seat next to him. I sat down at the table right next to him before realizing that Jeff was also here. (Caution: Dirty bit/dirty reference is here ) The raven haired male looked flustered, his eyes were wide and glued to the knife he held in his hand. Continuously stabbing the table spaces in between his fingers with the blade. (Knife game) Thick red blush covered his face. Toby and I looked at each other with a confused look.

"Jeff? Buddy? You ok there Pal?" I asked concern thick in my voice.

Jeff just nodded. Not much of a man with words but he would have said something sarcastic or harsh. This time he said nothing. He also seemed particularly close to the the table and the cloth that dangled down to each side of the table. There's definitely something wrong with him.

"I'm gonna get you some water from the garage alright? Cool. I'll be back, Toby, would you mind keeping an eye on Jeff until I get back? I won't be long." I said as I slowly backed away from Toby. He just nodded and gave me an adorable wave before turning around to watch Jeff.

'Damn he's so cute.' I thought as I walked into the garage.

Toby's POV

My eyes tracked Jeff's blade and watched as it hit the wooden table and old table cloth. I did this for a few minutes before he put the knife down and put the hand to his mouth. With his free hand he grabbed some of his raven black hair and gripped it tightly in his hand. At this point I was very confused and wanted Masky here with me. I shook my head as what I thought registered in my head.

'Ok that sounded really weird, I just want Masky to come back so I don't get killed by this guy.' I thought to myself, heat rising to my cheeks. 'Why am I feeling this way?' I asked myself.

Jeff groaned loudly getting my attention immediately and even slightly scaring me. I scooted back away from him a bit. He panted before pulling his hoodie down and standing up without making eye contact with me. He put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the kitchen. I let out a breath of relief. That is until a short, blonde, Link look-a-like came out from under the table. He too had blush on his face but he was smiling, his eye lids halfway down.

The boy licked his lips and wiped his mouth before turning to look at me. (*Dirty bit/reference over) His eyes widened a little before he smirked at me. I just stared at him and he put a finger to his lips, shushing me and winked.

"Don't tell anyone about this, ok?" He whispered. I just nodded hoping he would go away soon or Masky would come back. The kid nodded and left with the few words of, "Later, Masky's lil bitch." I swallowed and blush began to rise to my face. I was lost for words, nothing to say or do but wait until Masky gets back so that I can ask him my questions.

The phrase that the blonde had said though, kept ringing through my head. Plus the thing he did with Jeff. Blush spread across my face just thinking about it. Hell I didn't want to think about it! Why would one do that!? I mean I understand sex but this!? And under a table of all places!? Why!? My head is spinning and now I have a headache. Great. More questions that will have to wait to be answered. Oh well, I'll just ask Masky when he gets back.

Sorry it's short but I'm really tired and ehhhhhhhhh!