[BoyxBoy] ✓ I Fell In Love With An Emo Boy

47. I LOVE YOU

When we came back downstairs Dahlia and Joe were sitting at the beautifully set table. Our napkins were folded into flowers. Timothy rolled his eyes. I nudged him.

"Dahlia folded the napkins. Aren't they pretty?" Joe asked.

"Looks great!" I said enthusiastically.

T nodded.

We sat across from them and dug right in. I was usually more of a meat guy but this salmon was divine.

"How was school, boys?" Joe asked.

"Good." I answered, my mouth full. I swallowed my food. "Timothy and I had a great look at the janitor's closet." I smirked.

T's eyes widened. He quickly adjusted.

"Really? How come?" Dahlia chuckled.

Timothy only looked at me without saying anything.

"Well, we just realized we'd never really seen inside there so we decided to take a look. We were exploring." I nodded.

That sounded so stupid but I figured since these two were in love they wouldn't notice anything suspicious. They were probably too busy foot-fucking under the table.

"Found anything interesting in there?" Joe asked.

"Gold ring. No worries, we put it back."

Joe nodded proudly.

"And how about you, Timothy?" Dahlia asked.

T looked up from his food momentarily. It took him a while to answer.

"How about what?" He spoke in a disinterested mumble.

"How was your day? Other than the exploring of course."

Dahlia was really nice. She was constantly smiling and she was pretty hot. Nothing not to like but it seemed like Timothy found it hard to even look at her.

"Fine." Timothy played with his food.

"He's just shy." I wrapped my arm around him.

"It's okay. I know it's a lot to get used to." Dahlia nodded.

"I don't understand why you think talking about school makes for good conversation anyway. Most kids hate school." Timothy muttered without looking up.

The atmosphere was tense. To say the least.

"Alright. What do you want to talk about?"

T took a while to answer again. If I had to guess it was because he was rephrasing something bitchy like 'I don't want to talk to you at all'.

I grabbed his thigh under the table. He finally looked up surprised.

I gave him a look.

He forced a smile. "Whatever you want. Sorry."

"It's okay." Dahlia smiled sympathetically. "This must be hard for you."

"Not at all." T said sarcastically.

I squeezed his leg, further upwards.

"Uh- I mean, yeah." T nodded once, shooting me a sidewards glance.

"Tim, have I told you? Dahlia is great at drawing, just like you!" Joe said excitedly.

"Oh please, it's not that good-"

"Stop being modest!" Joe wrapped his arm around Dahlia. I saw Timothy cringe.

Joe saw it too. He removed his hand from her shoulder. "She just had a book published."