Tristan was regretful of sliding into his seat next to Toby… Wait…. "I hope you know you're sitting in someone else's seat…" He mumbled, bringing his short legs up and sat crisscrossed. He pulled his drawing book out and doodled.
That's really good…. Chase's first words to him echoed in his mind. He frowned. I miss you…
Toby smirked a little, hoping he would have Tristan all to himself. And hoping that this ‘other person’ who’s seat he was sitting in would bug off for the day. He casually scooted closer and ‘yawned’ while stretching his arms. One of them ‘coincidentally’ came to rest around Tristan’s waist and he immediately scooted closer. “What’cha working on?” Toby asked with a charming grin.
His hip twinged where he felt Toby's hand. Dammit… "Just… A thing…." He uttered, keeping it a bit vague. This guy has no permission to get into my business…. Yet it was hard when he insisted on getting so close and persistent in his actions. I just wish Chase was here….
“It looks nice, but you look even nicer,” He said charmingly, about to xd on with something else, but the teacher came in and started class. This week would certainly be a good one.
(Timeskip to lunch maybe?)
(Suuuuureeeeee)
Tristan unsteadily got to the lunch room, and sat up at one of the tall tables. H-He just won’t leave me alone…. He pulled out his luch box, but didn’t eat quite yet. Instead, he pulled out the doodle he was doing earlier, and continued on it. How can he think that I look nice….? He winced and cringed at the thought.
Toby had packed a lunch, and his sharp eyes scanned the lunchroom. A grin grew on his face when he spotted Tristan. He quickly made his way through the cafeteria and pulled a chair right next to Tristan before sitting down. “Hey,” Toby smirked, leaning even closer to Tristan to look at his drawing.
Tristan's shoulders scrunched. "Uh… Hi…" He said halfheartedly. I really don't feel like I'm in the mood for anything…. He kept drawing, though, still bugged by the fact he was getting closer and closer. Damn…. Just…. Ugh…. I don't want him beating up on me just because I…. I already love Chase….
“What’s with the sad face?” He asked with concern but smiled and turned away- only to grab something out of his lunch. “You need something sweet to brighten your day?” He pressed something into Tristan’s mouth- a delux chocolate bite, the expensive kind that tasted really good.
"Well, yes," Tristan pushed his hand away carefully. "But…." Of course I need something sweet…. Chase's presence….. He avoided the guy's eyes as much as he could. Tristan flushed a little. "I'm not in the mood to eat right now."
“Aww, come on,” Toby frowned, wrapping an arm around Tristan, “You had a bad day? Come on, the chocolate will make you feel better,” Toby insisted, holding up the chocolate again, “I’ll leave you alone about it if you eat it,” Toby tempted, waving the chocolate in the air a little bit.
"F-Fine," Tristan grunted, trying to mosey his arm off his shoulder again. "I'll eat it." Man… He's so pushy!! I wish I could just…. Disappear. He reached out to grab it….
Toby flat out hand fed Tristan, popping the chocolate in Tristan’s mouth for him. Toby’s fingers grazed over Tristan’s soft lip, and he pulled away with a grin, “There, I’m glad you accepted. As promised, I let you draw in peace,” Tobay told him going back to eat his own lunch.
Tristan nearly choked, his face flushing intensely. What the hell!? His mind barked. But like he promised, he left him alone. And like he said, the chocolate did taste good. It'd be better if only…. He shook the thought. Nah… That's just plain weird…. Tristan drank some of his water to clear his aching throat, still a bit flustered.
(Can we timeskip to Friday ‘date’, saying that Toby hit on Tristan all week and never gave him the chance to stop him?)
(-M- sure.)
Toby went ahead and texted Tristan, I’m here at the park, let me know when you get here.
He had the whole thing planned out, a nice picnic planned beside a large oak tree where there was a little privacy since it was located at the edge of the park. He was wearing nice clothes, nothing too fancy but enough to look clean.
Tristan texted back a mere Okay I'm coming in a few minutes after finishing up transferring his notes to what will become Chase's notes.
He was on his way over to the park when he called up Chase again. Please…. I want to know how you're doing….
Chase was laying on his bed when his phone rang. He sluggishly picked it up and answered when he saw it was Tristan, “Hey,” Chase smiled a little bit, he wished he could see his boyfriend. Sadly, the slightly queasy feeling stayed with him, but thankfully he managed to keep his food down.
Tristan stopped walking. "Hey…. You feeling okay?" He chuckled a little. "I mean, hopefully your food is staying down now…" He ran a hand through his hair, frowning a little. "….I really miss you….."
“I’m better, I definitely be back by Monday. I just miss you a lot too.” Chase told Tristan, “I’ll see you on Monday love.” Chase smiled a little bit, at least he’d be able to see Triatan on Monday. Maybe that’s why they say distance makes the heart grow fonder.
"I'll see you, too…" Tristan blew him a kiss before hanging up. Now I'm actually looking forward to this Monday for once… He continued on to the park where Toby said he was waiting.
Toby spotted Tristan and hastily walked up to greet him, “Hey, cutie,” He smiled, grabbing Tristan’s hand and intertwining their fingers as he started to tug Tristan towards the pinic he had set up beforehand, “Come on, this will be fun.”
Tristan's chest fluttered, but tried to take his hand away. "Alright… Uh…. What are we doing???" How do I tell him? He definitely seems the type who would bully me over something like that….
Toby released his hand reluctantly and responded just as they walked up upon the private clearing with a picnic all set up, and basket of rolls already set out for them. I certainly planned this well. “A picnic of course, since it’s such a lovely day.”
"I guess this is a nice day…" But not as nice as it should be… Tristan sat down, unsure really what else to say to him. Yet, a sudden pang struck his heart… What on earth am I even doing here!? H-He obviously loves me, why am I just fueling the fire!!?
Toby sat right next to Tristan, grabbing a roll and handing it to him, “So… Tristan…” He bit his lip -a rare sight out of him- and turned a little bit so he could face Tristan’s adorable face better, “I need to talk to you.”
He was a bit hesitant, but took the roll from his hand. "What is it???" Tristan tried to just look at his forehead– if not, past him entirely. I– I don't know what to do….
"Listen… I know we only met this Monday, but…" Toby leaned in, and his arms snaked around Tristan's sides and held him close, "This date is really important to me, and I really love you." Then he seemed to be quicker than a blink, leaning closer and crashing his lips against Tristan's.
([Insert my screaming noises])
I feel cheated!!!! His mind barked as his face burned so bad it was going to fall off. I feel cheated!!!! Chase!!!!! I NEEED YOU!!!! Tristan tried hard to back away from him, but is arms held him tight, and his body shook violently. ….I’m such a wreck…
Toby deepened the kiss, lost in his own selfish bliss. Tristan was his, and his alone. One of his hands snaked under Tristan’s shirt greedily, trailing his hand up Tristan’s back only to be interrupted by a small voice (Chase), “T-Tristan?”
