Tuck went to his mailbox and after placing the key in the slot, he turned it and opened the tiny metal door. He took out his mail and stood there for a moment, glancing through it when he saw the name TOM Hansen.
He sighed, flipping through a few letters seeing they were for Tom Hansen and he separated the letters and bits of junk mail from his own mail and went up to Tom Hansen’s apartment.
He had come across Tom a few times, having to do the mail exchange a few times - Tom brought him his mail a few times too. Tom was cute too, he saw him a few times in the building, but other then the mail exchange, they hardly talked. Tom seemed shy and Tuck didn’t know how to draw him out.
He went to Tom’s apartment and knocked and as soon as Tom opened the door, Tuck leaned on the doorway, grinning as he said,
"We should stop meeting like this."
Tom blushed a little but laughed as he took the offered mail.
"Thanks. Oh…wait I have some of yours."
Tuck waited as Tom stepped to the side of the door where a small table was and Tom lifted up a few letters and handed them to Tuck.
"I meant to give them to you yesterday but I came home late and I didn’t want to bother you."
"You’re never a bother, love."
The pink reappeared in Tom’s face as Tuck stepped back with a smile.
Tom nodded and Tuck left.
The next time it happened, it was a little more than some letters. Tuck opened his door and saw a package in front of his door. He sighed, picking it up and reading the name on the box - Tom Hansen.
It was his day off, he was still in his sweats and plain t-shirt so he threw on his trainers and headed to Tom’s apartment. He knocked and waited and Tom answered.
"This would stop happening if we just lived together."
Tom blushed deeply as he took the package.
"Sorry about that."
"It’s not your fault. Anything for me today?"
"I haven’t gone down yet."
"Well, you know where I live."
He winked at Tom and then left.
It was few days later that Tuck had just gotten home, mail in hand - all his own this time and set his things down. He was still going through his letters when there was a knock on the door. He answered it and saw Tom on the other side.
Tuck smiled, taking the letters as he said,
"Nothing for me?"
"Nothing I’m afraid."
Tuck noticed how Tom hadn’t moved and he was fidgeting as if he wanted to say something. So Tuck pretended to go through his letters a little longer, wishing he had some of Tom’s mail as an excuse to keep him a bit more. Finally Tom said,
"I was…uh wondering…something."
Tuck leaned against his door frame again and waited, seeing Tom’s face turn red and it was adorable.
"Would you…want to go out with me sometime."
Tuck smiled, admiring Tom’s bit of courage considering Tuck himself hadn’t made a move yet.
"I’d love to. When is good for you?"
"Well…uh…how about now?"
Bold. Tuck really admired him now.
"Sure, you already came to pick me up."
Tom turned redder and Tuck picked up his keys as he left with Tom.