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"Depends. Whaddya like?" Tyler asked, chuckling. showtunes showtunes please he thought, trying not to laugh.
"Depends. Whaddya like?" Tyler asked, chuckling. showtunes showtunes please he thought, trying not to laugh.
“Guess you’re gonna find out. Play something you like. And I’ll tell you if I like it or not” Elliot smiled. They controlled this game here.
"Okay." Tyler said. He popped on his Musicals playlist. First up: Ouch My Butt from Firebringer. Tyler started laughing. Of course it was that song! Tyler started singing at the top of his lungs.
Elliot laughed at just the title of the song. Seeing Tyler sing made them smile, and laugh a bit more. They weren’t laughing at him, they were laughing because he was so freaking adorable.
Once the song was over, Tyler was hopeful the next song wasn't Starkid, and he was right: Waving Through A Window was next on the belt list. Tyler got his chest voice ready and began singing as nicely as he could.
I've learned to slam on the break/
before I even turn the key/ before I make the mistake/ before I lead with the worst of me…
“Oh my gosh I love this song!” Elliot smiled. Sadly they didn’t sing much, vocal chords were pretty hard to control, especially in a different body than your own. It’s like having a voice crack except your voice goes back to your original one, which for Elliot is significantly different.
"Then why don't you sing it?" He asked, genuinely curious. "It falls in practically every boy's belt range!"
Step out, step out of the sun if you keep getting burned…
((Oh noes I sense a problem))
Elliot laughed awkwardly “trust me you don’t want to hear me sing…plus, bio girl over here.”
"Ah, dysphoria. Okay. You don't have to if you're not comfortable. I was just kinda curious." Tyler got ready to belt.
On the outside always looking in
Elliot sighed in relief. Thank God that’s all he thought it was. Tyler couldn’t know the truth about them.
"Aha! Here we are." Tyler pulled into the parking lot. "Let's go get ice cream." Tyler unbuckled his seatbelt and clambered out of the car.
Elliot unbuckled their seatbelt and got out of the car, still smiling. They bounced over to Tyler’s side.
Should they meet up for their date Bleu?///
Tyler took Elliot's hand. He took a slightly shaky breath. "I love you, Elliot. I really do. Don't feel like you have to say it back, but I love you."
((Oof Elliot’s way too scared of him getting hurt ahhhhhh
Elliot opened their mouth to say something but no words would come. They knew that as long as they were around Tyler, he was at risk of getting hurt. They couldn’t let that happen. To tell the truth they were scared shitless.
Tyler wasn't anticipating a reply. He hoped it was just nerves. "Cmon. Let's go." He guided Elliot into the ice cream shop.
Elliot was trying not to completely freak out on him. He deserved better than having to deal with their anxiety.
Tyler noticed tension in Elliot. "Hey. Did Niq scare you? Cuz she's gone. We don't have to worry anymore." He caressed his hand around Elliot's face with no intention of kissing him yet. "You're going to be fine." Tyler rested his hand on Elliot's shoulder. "We're fine."
“Have I mentioned that you’re literally the best person to ever live.” They smiled tiredly, appreciating Tyler’s attempt to calm them down.
"You'd be lying since that's your job," Tyler replied. "You sound exhausted. Do you still want ice cream, or do you want me to take you home? I wanna do what makes you comfortable."
“Of course I still want ice cream. No matter if I’m tired or not I will always want ice cream. Even on my death bed I’d never turn down ice cream.” They laughed
"My constant mood. What flavor do you want? I've always been a blue moon type person." Tyler asked.
“Okay…all time favorite would have to be old style bubblegum ice cream, where they actually have pieces of bubblegum in it” they smiled
"That's fair," Tyler said, an almost mocking tone in his voice. "Except for the major choking hazard it promotes! I mean, it's not a bad flavor, though."
“It’s like a survival test. If you’re gonna choke you don’t deserve to survive” Elliot joked with a smile
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