>> Rigby's P.O.V <<
~ I woke up to shuffling from across the room. Mordecai was rolling around in his sleep. Typical Mordo. I jumped out of bed and poked his back. 'He's so cute when he's asleep' I thought. Sure, I'm gay. So what?! I was in love with my best friend. Although he would never love me, in my eyes he was the only one I ever wanted. He stole my heart. Heh. That's too cheesy. I'm not good with romance. Hell, I can't even get a date. Mordecai flipped over and stared me in the eyes. "Morning dude..." his voice was a bit raspy. His breath lingered around me. "H-hey Mordo. Morning dude." I mentally facepalmed for stuttering. "Oh shit!" he jumped up "I have a date with Margaret today!!" I unhinged my hands from his bed and walked over to my trampoline. "Cool." I muttered. "I'll be back in a couple hours dude!" he yelled running out the door. A soft growl escaped my lips as I threw a pillow at the door. 'Margaret this. Margaret that. WHY DOES HE HAVE TO LOVE HER?! Doesn't he see she's oblivious to his love?!' Tears began to stream down my face. "Oh I forgo- Rigby? You ok bro?" Mordo stepped into the room with a worried expression pasted to his perfect features. I wiped the tears and tried to play it off. "I just hit my foot on the dresser." I grinned sheepishly. He nodded slowly. "O...k... If you need me, call me...". With that he left.
>> Mordecai's P.O.V <<
~ Was Rigby...crying?! "You ok bro?" I frowned at him. "I just hit my foot on the dresser." He gave me a fake grin. Rigby was really tolerant to pain, so he rarely cried. He's lying, but I had to get to Margaret for our "date". It wasn't really a date... I just wanted to act cool... "O...k... If you need me, call me...". I then left out the door. 'Why was Rigby crying? He barely cries. Whatever.' I sighed and shook it off.
//A-N~ More coming soon. I hope. >w<
Hope you liked my little hedgies~
