Blue Eyes in Mine (Hollowheart)

Little Wittle Enoch

     "What does this mean?" Jake was out of breathe. His eyes were basically popping out in shock, not one bit expecting this to happen. His blue orbs were sparkling from his tears earlier. 

    I was still holding Jake by the waist. I was breathing hard, too. "I like you Jake." Jake didn't mutter a single word. I felt his hot breathe on me. "As in, like-like," I giggled. 

     "I like-like you, too." Jake laughed. He pulled me by my hoodie strings, embracing in another kiss, this one full of bottled up lust. My fingers buried through his black hair, pulling it a bit. 

     When our lips were sore from kissing, Jake's red a bit from where I bit it, we lounged on his bed, looking up at the ceiling in silence. Our chests were heaving up and down, trying to catch our breathes. Our fingers were interlocked together. 

     "What does this make us?" Jake whispered. 

     "What do you want it to be?" I turned my head slightly to look at the raven-haired American. 

     "I don't know..." he shrugged. 

     "We don't have to rush anythi--" 

     "Will you be my boyfriend?" Jake interrupted hesitantly, shifting his body to lock eyes with me. 

     "Yes!" I beamed. 

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     "You'll never guess what happened!" I basically yelled into the phone. 

     "WHAT?!" Horace screamed as well.

     "Jake is my BOYFRIEND!!!" 

     "YAAAAAAAAASSS!" The diva squealed. "I knew it! I knew it would happen!! Was it because of my outfit I gave you???" 

     "No. Sorry, but you can't be my fairy godmother."

     "Aw, please!!" 

     "Hmmm..... no." I smirked. 

     "Well, it was worth asking. So how did it all go down?" 

     "Long story, but it's probably something better heard in person. Meet me later at the dorm?" 

     "Sure! But this time, you come to my dorm!!" 

     "Okay." 

     Fifteen minutes later and I burst my way into Horace's room. He congratulated me as soon as he saw me. "How does it feel like not being single anymore?" 

     "Honestly, the same." 

     Horace sighed. "You don't have the heart of a romantic." He shook his head in despair. 

     "You're right, I have the heart of a dead man," I chuckled. 

     "So, spill the details, sir!!" 

      ***Time skip after I tell all the details, cause you already know that ;)

     "Damn, Enoch!! You're smooth," Horace said is disbelief. 

     "It's my secret talent," I gloated. Horace merely shook his head again, laughing. 

     Then the door opened to reveal Abe. 

     "Horace, these poptarts are mine, stop steali--" Abe began, not looking up from his phone as he entered through the door. His sentence was caught off when he saw me in the room. "Oh, hi Enoch!" He greeted with a cheerful smile. 

     "Hi," I said answered. 

     Abe went to place his backpack on the bed, taking out some grocery bags. In one of them was said poptarts, which he secured in a tiny safe under the bed. "No touchie!" Abe chided at Horace, indicating to his poptarts. Horace stuck his tongue at him. "I swear, it's like living with a tantrum child," Abe rambled on, more to himself. As Abe was putting the rest of the groceries in a refrigerator, Abe nonchalantly remarked, "So you're the brother-in-law, huh?" 

     I looked like a deer caught in the headlights. My cheeks turned a crimson shade of red. "Uh, too early...?" I tried laughing it off, but it sounded more like a dying animal. 

     "Don't worry, I'm just teasing ya." Abe chortled. He turned around, facing Horace and me. "But let me tell you something..." He got uncomfortably close to my face. "... you hurt Jake, and I gut you. And it'll look like an accident." The way Abe said it made me think he's done it before. Gulp. 

     "I wouldn't dream it," I quavered. 

     The smile returned to Abe's face, an he turned around to go back to his business. "Then we should be fine!" Abe bubbled. "I just went to see Jake, and I've never seen him look so happy before!" I felt my chest burst with joy, knowing I'm the one that made Jake feel that way. "Well, Enoch... welcome to the family!" 

     "T-thanks." 

     "Anyway Horace, I'm going to see Emma. Not sure if I'll come back to our dorm tonight." He gave us a little wink. "Tootles!" Abe left with a little hop in his step. 

    "This sucks," Horace muttered. "Everyone's getting laid except for me!!" 

     I wish I didn't hear that. I facepalmed myself, turning redder than a tomato. "Why, Horace? Why ya gotta say that?" 

     "Aw, am I making little wittle Enoch embarrassed?" 

     In response, I stuck my tongue at him.