LEFT ALIVE: BFB/TPOT AU

CH. 9

blocky looked over at some shelves, looking at whats in there.

woody was sitting at the edge of the bed.

".. soo, what do you think of this- shelter?"

"hm?"

blocky looked back at woody,

"you know.. like-"

"oh, no, i get it! its just kind of awkward, heh."

woody smiled.

blocky walked up to him and sat next to him.

".. its nice, really."

woody replied.

"im just.. glad you're here. you know?"

woody smiled, putting his hand on blockys head.

"if it wasn't for you, i would.. just.. gave up. heh."

he joked, which made blocky a bit worried.

"im.. sorry."

"for what?"

"making your life more.. complicated."

woody looked away from blocky.

".. what?. what do you mean?"

blocky asked, again.

"its just.. youre doing so much for.. me. and i never had the time to pay it back."

he puts his hand off from blocky.

"no its- fine! i like being here with you."

blocky puts his hand on woodys.

blocky sighed, blushing.

"i.. like you, woody. i like your presence. i like being around you. if im being honest, i wouldn't have gone this far if it wasn't for you."

blocky smiled, and quickly pulled his hand away.

".. im- sorry. this sounds so cheesy-"

"no! thats okay."

they both blushed,

blocky felt a bit embarrassed.

".. i like you too."

woody gave him a warm smile.

they started intertwining their hands.

"oh- gosh, this is- really awkward, im sorry. do you-?"

blocky bit his lip.

"its fine! i dont- mind."

he smiled.

blocky sighed, blushing.

he was a mess.

he puts his hand on woodys cheek.

"okay, erm- tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

woody nodded.

blocky pulled them closer.

...

[THUD]

blocky wakes up, adjusting his eyes.

".. what?"

"oh, sorry! i didn't expect you to wake up from your silly little.. dream!"

blocky sat up.

".. who?"

"its me, profily! im sure you dont remember me at ALL! its fine! i am quite forgettable sometimes!"

they stood up.

"i didn't mean to interrupt your sleep! i was just getting something, and slipped!"

blocky looked at them, and squint his eyes.

"what are you getting?"

"a book! i need it for something!"

profily went to the bookshelf again,

looked around,

found it!

"aha! there it is!"

they blowed the dust off.

they pushed it into their right hand,

"alright then, goodbye!"

they put their hand on the door handle-

"WAIT! can you- stay for a while?"

"aah, i dont get paid enough to be another object's therapist right now.."

blocky frowned.

".. buuut.. i guess a little talk wouldn't hurt! by the way, do you have a scrapped note laying around?"

they asked, which made blocky a bit confused.

".. no..? what do you mean?" blocky answered.

'hm, it mightve flew away to someone else.' they thought.

"oohh, its nothing! heh. anyways, whats going on?"

blocky bit his lip, looking back at woody.

profily looked at them with a smirk, "love problems, huh?"

"WHAT?! IM NOT- uugghhh..."

blocky covered his face in embarrassment.

"heeyy, its fine! i have someone talking about how she misses her silly little fire and water partners! its no big deal!"

profily sat next to him.

"say, if youre gonna keep being like this, the feeling never runs out! youll always stay paranoid of the future, and then youll lose your chance."

"but- what if i already LOST my chance?! what if he liked being around me just because.. hes pity of me."

blocky looked away.

"alright, what are the things you enjoyed with him within the last few days, or weeks."

".. just.. hangin' around each other, i guess."

"did he look happy in those situations?"

"i.. guess so."

"thats a sign hes comfortable around you, blocky! you guys probably already held hands before and none of you wanted to let go!"

blocky weakly smiled, and blushed.

"you have to let that feeling out, blocky. otherwise, you wont be able to have it again."

they put their hands on blockys shoulders.

".. yeah, thanks."

they both smiled,

profily took their hands off from his shoulders.

"alright, i have to go now!"

profily took the book,

"oh! and heres some sandwich! it seems like you guys are running out of yoyleberries."

they handed him the sandwich, and blocky thanked them.

"okay then! goodbye for now! dont forget to confess before its too latee! haha!"

they waved him goodbye, and closed the door behind them.

blocky turned around, and walked back to their bed.

he layed down, slowly drifting asleep.

get yourself together, blocky..