Fourteen

and were back to Ollie’s POV wooooo---

We ate pie and talked for hours, it was extremely fun, but everyone was sleepy from the food overflow, so we decided to go to our separate rooms. It was about midnight, so we thought to just go to bed.

Once we got to our room, tubbo instantly fell onto the couch and me and tommy went into the remaining beds. I stared at the ceiling of the hotel room, and as tired as I was, I couldn’t fall asleep. I turned to my other side in hopes of being more comfortable.

“woman” I heard a faint whisper come from tommy’s bed.

I thought I was dreaming, but when I heard him repeat it I turned to my side.

“tommy”

“what do you want tomtom” I asked.

“so you’re still awake too?”

“yes. What about it.”

“I don’t know. Can’t sleep?”

“obviously”

“you think you’re gonna fall asleep anytime soon?” he turned to me.

“no” I scoffed.

“so let’s go on an adventure.” He jumped out of bed.

“what? Thomas are you crazy—I look like a homeless person!” I looked at my sweatpants and tried to fix my half up hair.

“so you’ll fit right in. c’mon” he pulled me out of the bed.

a/n: really throwin the shade at the homeless rates in seattle 🥶

“ok, ok I’ll get up hold on” I pulled my phone of the nightstand and checked the time. 1:07 am

“brov its 1 am. Nothing’s open.” we walked out of the hotel room quietly, making sure we don’t wake Toby.

“we’ll just have to look really hard then” he grabbed my hand, and we ran to the elevator. I touched the main lobby button.

“tom, you’re are a crazy man y’know that” I shook my head as we waited

“I know” he gave me a big grin as the doors opened. He took my hand again and we walked out the front doors to see a pitch-black sky and somewhat busy streets.

we walked towards the downtown area and lots of shops we went to earlier in the day were closed, but we walked a couple blocks down and finally found a tiny 24-hour café.

“let’s stop in here” I suggest.

I order a chai tea latte for both of us and we sit down at the only table in the building.

As we waited, I got a notification from twitter,

Tommy | @Tommyinnit

Women just called me a man. POGCHAMP. @OllieMolly

↳ Ollie | @OllieMolly

I literally did not but pop off

↳ Wilbur | @wilbursoot

Why are you children awake?

↳ Quackity | @Quackity

Late night talks with the bf 🙈

↳ Ollie | @OllieMolly

NO ISTG QUACKITY JKLNSF

↳ OllieInnit4ever |@Ollieinnit

MY DREAMS ARE COMING TRU AHHHHHBDLGJNDJF

“look at what you started” I showed tommy my phone laughing.

“I can delete them…if you want” he asked sincerely.

“nah its fine, I don’t mind.” We both blushed as our Chai tea lattes were given to us.

A/n: chai tea lattes highkey slap tho 😎

We walked silently in the night while sipping on our drinks.

“I really like my bracelet” he said showing his arm.

“me too”

My phone buzzed in my pocket.

New message from: Quackmeister 😎

I’m covering for you bc you need to get your mans

                                                                                         Idk what you’re talking about 🙄

Dude I saw you guys run into the elevator stfu

                                                                                                                                               Oh.

Thanks brutha 😘

You’re welcome senorita

“Alex knows were gone” I nudged tommy.

“shoot. should we head back or...”

“nah he’s covering for us”

“oh…sweet”

We wandered into a park and sat down in the grass. I turned on my ✨slightly angsty✨ Spotify playlist and we looked up at the starry night in silence. Tommy turned to me and smiled.

“what?” I asked.”

“nothing I just” he paused.

“ I really like you Molly”

I smiled back.

“I really like you too tomtom”

“you like, like me?” he squeaked.

“yes Tomathy I like, like you” I could feel a light blush heat up my cheeks before tommy broke the quick silence.

“thank the lord” he raked his hands through his hair and let out a happy sigh.

“huh?” I chuckled confusingly before he started speaking many miles a minute.

“well I was so nervous you didn’t like me, and Wilbur even talked to me about it and I don’t know I was so worked up about it and—”

“tommy” I said softly, and he stopped abruptly.

“its alright. I like you too, and I was nervous as well” I looked down. At that moment, the song changed to 505 by the Artic Monkeys.

“c’mon tomtom, let’s dance” I pulled at his hand, and he hesitated but eventually stood.

I'm going back to 505

If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive

In my imagination you're waiting, lyin' on your side

With your hands between your thighs

“I’m not one to dance molly” he laughed.

I put my hands on my hips and waited for the lyrics, and when they started, I started singing along too.

Stop and wait a sec

Oh, when you look at me like that, my darling

What did you expect?

He sighed and mumbled the words, pacing around me.

I probably still adore you with your hands around my neck

Or I did last time I checked

“c’mon Thomas, I’m gonna keep bugging you about it, I poked his side and kept singing along and held my hands out and he held them still refusing to dance.

Not shy of a spark

The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark

Frightened by the bite though it's no harsher than the bark

Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start

I'm going back to 505

“fine. Can’t tell anyone bout this though”

If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive

“got it”

In my imagination you're waitin', lyin' on your side

“pinky promise”

With your hands between your thighs

“yes” we linked pinky’s, and we gathered ourselves for the next verse. Just as the beat was about to drop, I looked straight into his eyes and smiled.

“you are ineffable Tommyinnit” before he could ask, i started screaming the lyrics, and he joined, jumping around with me.

But I crumble completely when you cry

It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye

I'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise

Take my hands off of your eyes too soon.

He spun me around and we laughed,

I'm going back to 505

If it's a seven-hour flight or a forty-five-minute drive

In my imagination you're waitin', lyin' on your side

With your hands between your thighs and a smile

We danced at the ending bridge and as the song slowed, we fell into a hug. And we just stood there for minutes.

“Molly?”

“hmm?”

“what does ineffable mean?” he asked softly.

“too great to be expressed with words” I looked up at him and he blushed.

“its my favorite word” we sat down next to each other again and I got an idea,

“we should play the favorites game!” I crossed my legs and thought of a question.

“what’s your favorite breakfast food?” I quizzed,

“probably like cinnamon rolls or something, I love cinnamon rolls”

“ok” I said, taking a mental note to get cinnamon rolls. It was his turn to ask a question,

“what’s your favorite hobby?” he leaned onto his back and investigated the stars.

“it used to be singing, but not as much anymore, so probably reading”

“what’s your favorite book?” he asked.

“well depends, what genre?”

“any, like literally name your top 5 or something” he chuckled.

I thought for a good 30 seconds before starting,

“hunger games is up there because I had a phase where that’s all I read for about 2 years, little women is also amazing, any harry potter book is bomb, five feet apart is depressing but well written, pride and prejudice is a masterpiece” I went on for about 5 minutes before tommy started chuckling.

“what?” I asked grinning.

“you know your books, that’s all”

I checked the time, and it was about 3:30 am, we’d been out for almost 3 hours, and it had gone by like minutes.

“tommy, we should get back” i ushered him up, noticing how sleepy we both were, we walked all the way to the hotel, and I checked my phone.

Check out the newest tweet from Quackity:

Quackity | @Quackity

'Ah, young love is adorbs. Too bad I’m so old and senile. 😫'

At this point I didn’t care about Quackity’s tweets, I was just happy tommy liked me back.