Summary: Basically Tim and his best friend are having a movie night and they're being dummies together and then theyâre like âoop mayhaps I like youâ
Content: Adult Tim Murphy being a soft chaotic cutie with his best friend, who is also being a soft chaotic cutie. I think the word âdumbassâ is used twice. Oh, also, thereâs a tiny bit of kissing oop
A/N: Hello, I don't really know what Iâm doing. All I know is that I love adult Tim Murphy and I really wanted to take a shot at writing something so I came up with this. I know itâs not great - itâs my first time doing something like this so please be kind. I would love to hear your feedback, though! I really hope you enjoy this dumb thing and I hope that itâs not absolutely terrible. Also, Iâm not really sure what information I am supposed to be providing up her, sooo uh, Iâm sorry if I forgot something. Iâm scared for you to read this donât hate me okay enjoy :)
âTim youâre annoyingâ
You were both sitting on the floor of the living room, trying to throw pieces of popcorn into each otherâs mouths and failing. You had been watching The Muppets movie (the one with Jason Segel and Amy Adams because you both agreed that it was superior) and got distracted. You both really were just watching it for the songs because you both knew every word by heart and would scream them at the top of your lungs. His mom or Lex usually had to walk in and tell you both to shut up, but you always just giggled and continued on with your stupidity.
âYouâre also dumbâ you told him as you pelted him with popcorn.
âRude but okayâ Tim replied as he tried to dodge and deflect the kernels.
âYou didnât disagree. Hah. I win Iâm always rightâ you cackled as you puckered your lips and threw up a peace sign.
âYouâre a dumbass oh my godâ he muttered, hitting down your peace sign.
He laughed and rolled his eyes. He smacked your arm lightly, trying not to hurt you. You smacked his back, trying to hurt him because, I dunno, that sounded like fun and you were becoming exhausted and goofy. He flinched and looked at the little red spot you left on his arm, laughing it off.
âIf im a dumbass, then youâre an idiotâ you mocked, giggling like crazy. Suddenly you were cackling, and rolled back on the floor, crunching stray popcorn kernels as you hit the floor. You laid on your back and your stomach bounced up and down as you laughed.
âWhat is your problem?â Tim laughed as he watched you struggling to catch your breath on the floor. You covered your face, desperately trying to get the words out.
âIââ you tried to gasp for air in the midst of your laughing fit. You were now rolling on the ground, more stray popcorn crunching beneath you, and tears were streaming down your face from laughter.
ây/n, oh my god, relaxâ he began to cackle too and rolled on his back next to you, cracking pieces of popcorn under the weight of his body.
âWeâre SO DUMBâ you shouted through laughs.
Tim laughed too. You were both trying desperately to catch your breath, laughing over absolutely nothing. You swung your legs through the air, trying to gain control of your laughter and failing miserably.
âIâm literally cryingâ you exclaimed, looking at him laying next to you and laughing even harder once you made eye contact.
Something about locking your eyes made you lose it, even though there was nothing funny. He was laughing because of how hard you were laughing. Your face was red, you couldnât breathe, and you kept having to wipe the tears from your face, but you were so happy so it didnât matter. You hadnât had a good laugh in a long time.
âI think we need sleepâ Tim giggled, watching as you rapidly descended into the slap happy part of exhaustion and enjoying every second of it.
He sat up on the floor and watched as you began to calm down, finally catching your breath and no longer crying from laughing. His hand was next to your head as he watched you calm down. His eyes found their way to the tv screen and he watched and hummed along quietly as Amy Adams sang âMe Party.â He fiddled with a straggler popcorn kernel he found on the floor. You looked up at him. He was your best friend. You loved him so much and he loved you too, even though you were both idiots. He laid back down on the floor, sighing. He folded his arms behind his head and watched the ceiling fan spin. He began to think.
âI love youâ he sighed.
You paused and sat up and looked at him, kinda shocked by the way he said it. This boy was the best friend anyone ever had. He made you laugh like crazy, obviously, and he made you happy. You were both chaotic idiots when you were together, but it was so much fun. He knew how to make you feel better when you were sad and he would have dance parties with you when you needed it. You loved him, and you said so quite often and he would always say it back. But this time it was different. He really meant it.
He looked up at you with a goofy smile. Then his face looked panicked as his brain registered that you were shocked. He started wracking his brain and kicking himself internally for saying it like that. Why couldnât you just keep hiding it? He felt dumb.
âOh, Iâm sorry, itâs just, youâre my best friend and I like you a lotâ
You smiled at him. He was beginning to ramble about your friendship and how he really was the biggest idiot he knew, so you reassured him.
âI love you too, Timâ you said sweetly as you gazed down at him.
He stared at you, shocked. He was frozen for a second and then tried to sit up. You didnât wanna make him feel awkward or weird, so you settled back down to your place on the floor, just looking at him for a few seconds as he relaxed next to you. He was a cutie, with his inquisitive brown eyes and boyish charm. You looked up at the ceiling fan too, enjoying your time with your best friend. You began to scoot closer to him, your head near his shoulder. His arms, which were folded behind his head, suddenly moved and he unfolded them. He dragged his left arm down, under you, and you rested your head on his chest as you laid there on the floor. He smiled as his eyes watched the ceiling fan spin.
Your heart was pounding. You were afraid he would be able to feel it hammering against your rib cage, onto his. You had had feelings for Tim before, but you always had pushed them away because you didnât think he felt the same about you. But maybe he did. You gazed at him. His red hair was blowing in the light breeze that was created by the fan and the tips of his ears had begun to turn pink. You smiled, knowing that this only happens when he gets nervous or excited about something.
âY/n,â he said quietly, his heart slamming against his chest. Tim was worried youâd be able to feel his heart trying to hurl itself out of his chest. He loved you so much, and he had had feelings for you for a while but never acted on them. He didnât wanna make you uncomfortable. He treasured your friendship and didnât wanna do anything to jeopardize it.
You looked at him, smiling. âYeah?â
âIââ he paused. His heart was pounding. âCould youâ could Iâ could weâ could we, maybe, if you want to, if not thatâs totally cool but would youâ um would you maybe like to kiss me?â
He was still laying on the carpeted floor, staring straight at the ceiling fan. He was terrified. He knew this could be a make or break for your friendship, and he was hoping with every fiber of his being that he didnât just ruin the best friendship he had ever had. His whole body was hot as the anxiety flooded his mind.
âOhâ you said, sitting up and resting on your elbow. He watched you sit up and he began to panic even more. What if sheâs leaving? What have you done. You idiot.
âOh, Iâm sorryâ he said, âthis is so dumb Iâm sorry.â
He sat up and leaned against the wall, doing his best not to be awkward. It did not work. He looked a little funny with his eyes wide open, scared of what was to come, and little white pieces of popcorn sticking to the fabric on his shirt. However funny you thought he looked, you knew it wasnât funny to him so you didnât laugh. You knew he was terrified and you didnât wanna make anything worse.
âN-no itâs not dumb. Iâd like toâ you sighed and smiled at him.
His eyes met yours. He was so surprised you said yes. You leaned over, sitting with your legs crossed. He slowly leaned forward, away from the wall. He looked back and forth between your eyes and your lips as he leaned forward. You had both wanted this for so long, but were both too nervous to do anything. Suddenly, his nose was brushing yours. You both smiled ever so slightly. You looked at his smile. It was the sweetest one youâd ever seen, and it was so genuine.
Finally, you pushed yourself forward and kissed him gently, softly. Your hand rested on his chest, and he held it there. You quickly pulled away smiling a small smile, and he sat with his legs crossed and looked at you. His dark eyes gazed at you in disbelief. You laughed shyly at the goofy expression on his face. You put your hands on his knees and leaned towards him slowly. He followed. You both sat there. Forehead to forehead.
âIâm gonna kiss you againâ you whispered.
He nodded and before you could even lean any closer, he kissed you. This time there was more to it. He put his hands on your cheeks and smiled. Your hands moved to his shoulders as your lips moved slowly against his. You could feel him smiling against your mouth and you began to do the same. As you pulled back, you revealed your smile to the boy who youâd called your best friend for years. With your hands still on his shoulders, you looked into his eyes and kissed his cheek softly and quickly. You sat in front of each other, just looking. You grabbed his hand and watched as his face turned red.
âI love youâ he whispered. He was watching your every move. He didnât wanna miss it if you wanted to kiss him again.
âYeah, youâre alright I guess, dino boyâ you said back with a cheeky smirk on your face.
His eyes suddenly widened and the look on his face was back to its goofy, playful self. He pushed your shoulder and you fell back, both of you laughing again.
