“ b-but i’m stuttering, i’m stuttering again, no one will listen & no one w-will understand, because i’m crying as m-much as i speak; cause n-no one likes me when i shriek. want to go back to w-when it all began. ”MANGLE sang quietly to herself, a sombre expression on her features. she turned, only then ( realizing ) that someone was there. “ o— oh! i’m s-sorry, i didn’t know you were h-here. ”
Bright white snow fell heavily outside, quickly piling up on the ground. It had started snowing a little while ago, so Bryce had decided to stop by a friend’s house before returning home. He glanced at the clock and realizing the time, moved to get up.
“Alright, it’s about time I should be getting home,” Bryce said to Ohm. Ohm frowned slightly, not wanting him to leave just yet.
“But Brycey, it’s cold outside. You’ll get stuck out there,” Ohm replied. Bryce just looked at Ohm with a small smile, continuing to get ready.
“I’ll be fine Ohm, it’s just a little snow. Thank you for tonight though, I had a good time.” Bryce stood up from the small black couch, but stopped when he felt Ohm’s hand on his own.
“Your hands are freezing Bryce. Can’t you stay a little longer?” Ohm pleaded with puppy dog eyes. Bryce resisted the urge to say yes, instead pulling his hand away.
“Ohm, I told you that I promised I’d be home by 10. Mom’ll start worrying if I’m not home soon,”
“You don’t need to rush Bryce, you have plenty of time. C'mon, just a little longer?” Bryce sighed, knowing he couldn’t say no.
“Fine, but only for a little while longer, ok?” Ohm nodded his head with a large smile on his face, saying he’d be right back.
“Oh, and you can play some music while you’re in there!” Ohm called. Bryce made his way over to the speaker and played a random station. Ohm walked back in with two drinks in his hands. He handed one to Bryce and the two took a seat back on the couch. Bryce knew he needed to leave soon, but for some reason he didn’t want to.
“There’s no way you could drive out there Brycey, even the cabs are all canceled,” Ohm said looking over at Bryce. He found himself getting lost in Bryce’s eyes that never seemed to stop sparkling. Bryce noticed Ohm staring and felt a blush rise to his cheeks. There seemed to be something binding him to that spot, not wanting to ever go. Bryce felt his beanie being pulled off by Ohm, who had finally stopped staring.
Bryce knew that he should say no, that he shod just leave right then and there before he got pulled in too deep, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so. He felt the couch shift slightly and he looked over to see that Ohm had moved closer to him.
For a while the two sat in silence, watching the flames of the fireplace dance, the orange and red light illuminating the space in front of them.
When Bryce glanced back at the clock, he panicked. Bryce rushed to get up and make his way towards the door.
“Ohm, it’s been great, but I need to go now. I can’t stay,” Bryce said. Ohm took Bryce and led him to the front window.
“Look at the storm Bryce, you can’t.” Bryce looked out at the storm knowing that he was right. He began to think about his brother, Jonathan. He knew he would never hear the end of it if he showed up tomorrow, and Luke would be right there with him.
“I’ve never seen a blizzard this bad before,” Ohm said quietly, staring at Bryce once more.
Ohm couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of Bryce’s mouth, watching as he nervously bit his lip.
“I know it’s bad out there Ohm, but I’ll never hear the end of it if I don’t get home. Don’t you see?” Bryce asked. As he spoke, Ohm seemed to fall harder and harder, unable to pull himself out of whatever endless void he seemed to be drowning in.
“How can you do this to me?” Ohm whispered, gazing at Bryce and watching as a small blush rose to his cheeks.
“Wh-what?” Bryce questioned.
“It’s cold outside Bryce. Won’t you stay?” Bryce wasn’t sure why, but he couldn’t stop himself from nodding slightly. Ohm’s hazel eyes lit up, a small smirk grew on his face.
The next thing he knew, Ohm captured Bryce’s lips with his.