forum Honestly I have No Clue What I want To Do But I Have A Character I Want To Use

Started March 24, 2019 by @CWPoofToxicRush

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He watched him, a bit confused. "Quince?" He called after him, blinking. Shit, I fucked up, didn't I? Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Quince breathed deeply and continued waiting for the blush to fade, "I-I'm okay…I-i'll be out in a minute!". After the blush was finally gone he exited the bathroom, eyes down, *S-sorry about that…"

"You okay?" He asked, a bit concerned.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me.". He looked up meeting his concerned look carefully with a small reassuring smile.

"Ya sure?" He took another bit of food, tilting his head slightly.

"Just a little flustered is all," Quince said, From you…

"…Why?" He asked, a bit curious. Shit okay I one hundred percent fucked up shit shit shit- wait, what did I do? Shit

Quinces heart stopped for a second, then he sucked in a nervous breath and said, "Because the way you smiled at me …It was really cute and made me blush, a lot….in other words, I-i really like you…" He was quiet after that, still standing in the middle of the room, face down, and hella embarrassed.

"W-what?" Jack asked, face quickly heating up. He… had no clue how to react. Granted, he liked him to, for a while, actually. But he never expected to have the reciprocated. The one think he could think of was… "Why?"

Quince buried his face in his hands, on the verge of tears. Of course he didn't like him back. Why would he? "I don't know why, I just do…' and with that Quince ran to his room and shut the door.

"Wait, Quince… Quince!" He said, running after him. "Quince, please, I'm sorry-"

Quince sat on his bed, wiping away the tears that kept coming, "W-what do you want?" He asked half sobbing, "G-go away…" The last part was quieter and barely audible

"Quince, Quince please, I'm sorry, you know I ain't good with words." He said quickly, throwing all grammar out the window. "Please, I panicked, Quince-Quince, please listen, I like you to- goddamnit!"

Quince sat frozen for a few minutes unsure what to do, then he got up and opened his door and looked at Jack, tears still in his eyes

He pulled the other into a hug, burring his face in his shoulder. "Please, Quince, I'm sorry-"

Quince cried into his chest, "I-its okay…can we sit on t-the couch, please…?"

He nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, we can- God, I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing…" Quince sat down on the couch and pulled Jack down next to him

He sat next to him, looking over. "Are you okay?"

Quince nodded and leaned over into him, "Do you really like me back…?" He asked, unable to believed that he liked him.

He nodded, blushing. "Yeah…"

Quince blushed even harder, “I never knew…I thought you only liked me as a friend…”

"I didn't know how to start to say anything." He said softly.

“Me neither…” Quince wrapped his arms around Jack and smiled

He hugged him back, smiling shyly.