It was a hot school day and toffee was sitting with his friend and rival Waterboi. Both slurping on there apple juice did Waterboi notice toffee staring at something. "What'cha looking at?" His face turned sour and he barked "n-nothing!" Looking in his direction she seen matchstick with a hooded sweater sitting against a wall in the shade. "What an idiot. Wearing a sweater when its this hot outside! George would be disappointed..." looking back over to toffee she then noticed his shy gaze and him clutching onto his own shirt "Toffee? Why'ya looking at that kid like that?" Toffees face blushed red "w-was I that obvious!?" Waterboi nodded. Toffee sighed, "Hes my best friend matchstick. I uh. I wanted to ask you something related to him.." WB stared at him to indicate she was listening. "Can you help me confess to him." Toffee said breaking a sweat. WBs face went crooked as she spat out her drink and started laughing hysterically. As she was done laughing she wiped her eyes as a tear had streamed down. Toffee looked unamused, Waterboi giving him a grin said "sure, but only if you back down and let me be the supreme ruler and prank master." His breathe became heavy as he looked away. "Fine. Your the supreme ruler and prank master.. now could you please help! I-if I dont tell him how I feel like Lacey will confess to him!" Waterboi sighed standing up and stretching grabbing his wrist she lead him over to matchstick "hey stick thing." She groaned. Looking up Matchstick stared at them both as if he was still asleep. Not another word was spoken before she full forcefully slammed the poor candy named child into his crush. "My friend loves you and wanted me to tell you." She said proudly as she pointed at toffee. Walking away with a smirk she went off to terrorize some other kids. Matchstick hadnt moved from the position. Toffee was still laying completely on his lap trying to get his senses back. When he did he shot up instantly and blushed "m-matchstic-" matchstick hushed toffee with his finger before dragging him to the back of the wall where they were standing. There was no light windows and no kids to watch them. Toffee clenched his fists looking at matchstick before pinning him against the wall "w-what makes you think you have the right to drag me places!" Matchsticks face had became a faint blush his pupils resembling that of crosses as sweat invaded his facial expression shaking. his voice became soft and yet Off putting "t-toffee I-ive been waiting so long for t-this." Toffee just felt disgusted seeing his crush in that state. Matchstick weakly gripping onto toffee starting to pant like an exhausted hound. "I-I want you to tell me how you feel.." toffee sighed and said quietly. "Everything WB said is true I.. #### you.." the shaking from matchstick once before had increasingly got more violent as after toffee finished his sentence he heard matchstick mumble random unintelligible words and soft laughs that disturbed the younger boy. "Match? Y-you ok..?" Matchstick odd shaking sweat and crossed eyes had suddenly snapped away in almost a second. Looking at toffee now shyly blushing the back of his scarf now resembled that of a tail hanging downwards from his abdomen. (To say if it was all attached.) His legs trembled quaking under him before he fell on toffee "aha...hah.. sorry for acting like that.." toffee grabbed ahold of matchstick slowly sitting him on the ground. "Match what was that just now?.." the older boy sighed face palming awkwardly. "I-it happens.. I dont know if I got it from my dad or not.. it's just 'happens' all I know is that Mr. Hudson tells me I have 'Bi-polar disorder." Whatever that means.." toffee patted matchsticks back gently moving his hand in a swirling motion. "so.. you have a mental disorder? I remember Bi-polar meaning some sort of shift in mood or something, I'd need to look it up.." matchsticks weak body leaned against toffee as it relaxed, toffee let out a small sigh before saying "m-matchstick I want to retry this.. met me on the school roof when the home bell goes ok?..." matchstick nodded quietly.
Later that day matchstick got ontop of the roof and sat down. Toffee being nowhere in sight. As he was about to leave he heard foot steps coming from behind. Not looking he felt someones arms wrap around his waste. "Hey match... sorry it took me awhile to get here my dad was shouting at me.." the stick figure felt his face flush as he gently turned around to see toffees sad face. Wanting to comfort him he struggled to think of what to do but in the end he just hugged him. Sitting down beside matchstick they gazed off into the current noon sky hovering over the city hollowgrove. "Matchstick... have you ever wondered what world we live on?" Match just stared before replying "xarch. Isnt it?" Toffee nodded. "Do you ever feel like this is one big story? That in the end nothing we do matters. The writer will always change our fates?"
"Sometimes but I dont feel like they want us to suffer intentionally."
Toffees cheecks grew red as he opened his mouth "so.. do you believe whoever the created puts you with is fate? That you wont love anyone but them.. you'll keep them safe and always be there for them..?" Matchsticks expression became blank his eyes no longer directed to the beautiful sky or toffee. "No, love is fake. We dont need it and never will. I already learned that the hard way.." all of a sudden matchstick felt a heat overwhelm him as toffee was now touching him from his new seat, leaning on matchstick toffee looked up desperately "w-what if it was me you were stuck with your entire life?..." his thought became dry as he played around with his fingers waiting for matchsticks response. "Toffee.. is this whole thing a joke?..because heh.. I hate to admit it but it's not funny.." the silence only grew stronger with toffee now.. "this is a joke right?.." looking down at toffee he seen the younger boys eyes tear up most seeping it all down his face as he made small quiet weeping noises. Matchsticks arms wrapped around him as he pulled his face up to look at his. "Toffee be honest with me please.. I'm confused.."
"I love you s-so much m-match but you wouldnt even feel the same way for me once.. I tried holding your hand getting us in akward situation Just to make the idea to you that I liked you.. but your only excause to my advances were 'boys cant love boys.' G-godammit matchstick we literally go to a school where majority of the students have gay parents. Hell I have mega gay parents are your dads a gay prostitute!" Matchstick looked away "t-toffee I'm straight." Toffees entire body grew limp as the tears only came down harder. That was the one thing he never wanted matchstick to say ever. "P-plus I'm already dating Lacey.." soon everything turned black around toffee and his vision blurred..
Waking up in his warm bed toffee started hyperventilating as he began to sit up closing his eyes he looked over at the surgent clothing on a chair only across the room. Sighing he felt someone hug him. "Dude get back to bed its like 4 in the morning..." looking over toffee smirked as he saw matchstick leaning on him still with yesterdays cloths on. "Sorry I just had a nightmare.." matchsticks eyed shot open as he got out of bed putting different cloths on. "Right get out of bed and put the heaters on were gonna drink tea and talk about it." Toffee laughed at how matchstick would react like this and done as told sitting down on the bed after turning the heaters on matchstick joined him with some tea handing one to toffee he said "right what was the dream about." Taking a sip toffee buried himself gently into matchsticks chest and began playing with the scarf he had on. "Remember when I confessed to you?.." match nodded softly patting down toffees hair. "Well.. I had a nightmare were it was that but instead of what actually happened you said you were dating Lac-" something plopped between both toffee and matchstick as toffee was going to finish his sentence "hi dad! Hi daddy!" Looking down matchstick smiled oddly charmingly as it was rare to see him smile "pox.. why aren't you in bed? It's really late at night you have school tomorrow." Pox curled into toffee hugging him tightly. "I heard daddy crying so I wanted to make sure he was ok.." toffee giggled hugging pox back and ruffling his hair "it's fine.. I just had a nightmare.." pox stretched tired happy with the response and snuggled between both of his parents "I'm just gonna take a nap her--.." matchstick put some covers over his son to keep him warm "looks like Hes sleeping with us tonight." Toffee huffed "aw! I was hoping I could play with your joystick instead." Matchsticks face turned a faint blue looking over at his partner. "Never ever call it that again. That is horrific in absolutely every way possible." Toffee giggled snuggling with pox and match "how about.." toffees eyes looked cunning as his smile turned that of a grin "нет." Matchstick lowered down in the bed snuggling to before saying quietly "fuck you, you know I cant understand moon runes." Toffee contained his quiet laugh and he closed his eyes. "Sleep idiot we have work tomorrow..." matchstick nodded and done as told almost instantly.
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