I’m usually so secure — he didn’t mean to curse the waiter out in his Tamsy way, he just really hates that he doesn’t understand you!
Tamsy who hates not being able to tell what you're saying. It upsets him to no end! Why can’t you just say it so he understands? What are you hiding from him?
You laugh happily with the waiter in front of Tamsy’s face as the two of you chitter about in your shared language. I mean, the waiter may as well spit in his face at this point with the way he’s eyeing you.
He can’t help when his brows furrow as the waiter smiles a bit too wide, just how funny were you being? Are you funnier in your mother tongue? He wants to know and frankly he wants to hear every joke.
Tamsy who bites his tongue whenever you mutter to yourself angrily when you're upset with him, not because he has nothing to say but because he couldn’t even retaliate because what you're saying is in a completely foreign language.
“Just what are you mumbling about?” Tamsy questions from his desk, brushing his hair. You lay on his bed, now silent, ignoring him are you?
He didn’t mean to upset you, why did you have to have such a gentle heart?
“Nothing.” You sharply say, voice low. Tamsy pouts. How could you be so cold with him?
“Look, I apologized the best I could, I have no idea what you could want from me.” Tamsy sighs, setting his brush down on the nearest surface before dragging his feet towards the bed and sitting next to you.
You lay with your back to him, wearing his shirt, laying in his bed, using his stuff and still having the audacity to have a sour attitude. Just because he was a little dismissive towards the waiter today..
Okay that’s a lie he was quite rude, but he couldn’t help it, jealousy had swelled up in his heart and he hadn’t had the patience to calm himself.
Tamsy leans down to plant a sweet kiss to your cheek, backing up enough to remove his lips from your cheek afterwards but close enough to still watch your face. Can’t you just forgive him?
When you continue to be silent he knows he has to be honest with you, it’s hard to make you budge. He’s tried plenty of times to manipulate you whether it be with extra affection or taking it away but you just don’t crack. You see through him.
“I was just.. a bit frustrated.” Tamsy sees you perk up at that and it only makes him want to shut his mouth, afraid to give you the satisfaction of admitting his negative feelings. “I want to be able to talk to you, like that, but I can’t. It makes me—“ he hesitates before throwing his pride aside. “—jealous when others are given the privilege."
You're silent for a long moment before he sees your lips quirk up, not in a cocky manner, but in a way of accepting flattery.
“You want to be able to talk to me, and like that?” You happily chitter, facing him, he nods, sighing when your smile only grows wider. You bump your nose into his playfully before fully sitting up and Tamsy follows suit, watching your reaction carefully.
“Why didn’t you just say that?” You continue, raising a brow. Tamsy tries to copy you in an attempt to tease but both his eyebrows go up instead of one, he’s never been able to just raise one but god, he thought it’d work at the moment.
“I feared I’d sound childish,” he admits, hands shimmying across the bed to hold yours. You squeeze his palms affectionately, nodding along to his thoughts.
“Ah, yes, cause you're always so mature.” You sarcastically remark, rolling your eyes. It’s silent for one moment before you lean onto your knees, shuffling over to Tamsy’s space. “I’ll teach you some words, okay?”
“And what is it you’ll be saying?” He asks, suspicious of what you're going to try to get him to say. You scoff at that, how could he think so little of you? You weren’t a child, still the idea does sound tempting..
“Just trust me.” You simply respond, cupping your hands around his ear, as if playing the telephone game. There’s no need for whispers and secrets for you two are alone in his room, yet you behave like a spy, as if you're carrying top secret information.
You begin to sound out syllables in his ear, a few ahhs and oohs, and unfamiliar syllables greet him, just like before but this time directed at him. He listens closely, repeating each one after you.
Ticklish breaths graze his ear, your hair rubbing his chin and his own getting caught between your fingers. The moment is intimate without being said, personal in a way others wouldn’t understand.
“Do you get it? repeat it for me!” You excitedly ask, leaning back from him. Tamsy hesitates for a moment, not wanting to embarrass himself by messing up the pronunciation.
Tamsy mutters the words slowly, trying his absolute best and his spirits are lifted when you smile wider, hand coming to cup over your mouth.
“What does it mean?” He asks after, genuinely curious. The words flowed well, they sounded nice and he hoped they were since he knew you to be quite the prankster.
“It means— hehe!” You can’t stop yourself from laughing, covering your mouth with both hands now and lowering your head. Tamsy’s smile falls along with that. “It means.. um, something along the lines of, I’m a sexy man..”
“Well it’s such a grandpa saying that when you said it I thought ‘wow that’s so out of character’.” You sigh happily, still giggling every now and then.
“Ah, ha, aren’t you just a comedic genius?” Tamsy sarcastically mutters, he turns his head away, still eyeing you out of the corner of his eye before speaking up once again. “You find me sexy?”
You stare back at him before quipping a small smirk, wiggling your brows.
“Very much so.” You respond, making playful suggestive faces.
“Oh that is a shame.” Tamsy feigns shock. You gasp, making a questioning expression.
“Now what does that mean?” You chitter, leaning forward. Tamsy leans away, caught up in his own little secret language of playing coy.
“Oh I don’t know..” he sighs to himself, looking away.
You whine, leaning into his arm, muttering questions under your breath. Tamsy smiles to himself as you cling onto him, your gaze, your voice and your words all for him.
He must really be the sexiest man alive.
Just a cute little thing that deserves some decoration because I said so.. also I got the tamsy not being able to raise one eyebrow thing from someone who posted that headcanon, it was just so funny to me lol
