Partners - Hoodie x Masky

Chapter Thirty Five - I gasped

Toby's P.O.V:

"Well... We both get what we want. C'mon Tobs... Think about it!" Jack urged, grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me frantically. 

"Alright! Alright!" I exclaimed, pushing him away slightly. "What do I need to do?"

"First get dressed. Get Hoodie to go downstairs and I'll go sort something with Masky... I'll hang out with Hoodie and you do whatever seems convincing." He mumbled, using his hands to speak. I hesitated. That little bit of sanity was begging me not to do it but I pushed it to the back of my head. I had to do it. It's about time I get what I want

(If you want leave a comment about what you think will happen!)

Hoodie's P.O.V:

I kept trying to eat but I guess I was getting a little... Distracted is a good word. I moaned into Masky's mouth as he slipped his arms around my waist. The food tasted way better in his mouth. His fingertips left a fiery trail over my sides as I shivered under him, wanting him to continue. We were parted by yet another knock at the door... God dammit. Masky sighed angrily and slid off me, I opened the door to see no-one... I was about to slam it so we weren't interrupted again but a small piece of paper caught my eye:

GO DOWnStaIrS 

Whoever's handwriting this was could really work on it. It was messy and all the letters were different sizes... "Masky. I'm going downstairs for a bit." I mumbled, putting on my mask and walking into the livingroom. Eyeless Jack came up to me almost immediately. 

"Hi, Hoods... Do you... Maybe wanna hang out?" He asked nervously. I had nothing good enough to do today so I decided to spend some time with my friend. 

"Sure... Just let me get Masky a drink..." I smiled, of course he couldn't see it. 

"Oh, I'll give him it while you go put on your shoes... I want to say sorry to him anyway..."

'Wow.' I thought, 'Jack's being so nice!'

Eyeless Jack's P.O.V: (This is pretty much a one time thing...)

I grinned beneath my mask and sauntered into the kitchen. Convincing Toby was easier than I thought... I grabbed a coke out of the fridge and raided the cupboards for... I chuckled and smirked, dropping the pill into the drink and walking upstairs. 

'Let's see... Hoodie's room's on the... Left?' I thought as I knocked on the door. A very groggy Masky opened it, his face twisting with disgust as soon as he laid his eyes on me. (No mask) 

"If you're looking for Hoodie he's not here." He grumbled, folding his arms and leaning against the door frame. I handed him the can,

"Nah. He just wanted me to give you this... By the way I'm sorry about before." His eyes narrowed and he sighed,

"Mhmm... Thanks." He muttered, slamming the door in my face... Mask...  Douche. (I was going to put ass as in Jack calling Masky an ass but then I read it through and was like... Nahhh...)

Now to hang out with Hoodie...

Toby's P.O.V:

I saw my cue to act when the front door shut, leaving the mansion quiet.  Nervously I approached Masky's room and peeked inside. Bingo. He was sound asleep in his bed, snoring slightly in fact. I smiled at him, he was adorable! It was nice to see him have a proper sleep, even if it was forced. 

"I have to make this look believable." I whispered to myself, pulling off my hoodie and dropping it by the door. I made sure to shut it, but not lock it, so no-one would bother me. I took off my black T-shirt and chucked it by the far end of the bed, leaving my bare chest exposed. I bit my lip, staring at the older male before me... God he looks so good... He groaned and rolled over, kicking off the blanket to show his... GORGEOUS FIGURE! (Umg Toby dying over here...) Shivering, I unbuckled my belt and threw it off into a discarded corner, pushing down my jeans and stepping out of them. I tip-toed closer and slid into bed with him, pulling the duvet loosely over us. The only question is... How the fuck do I sleep now?