Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 25, 2013 7:27:54 GMT -5
Teemo slides his head up closer to Rumble's neck and slips his hand onto the mechanic's chest. He closes his eyes and yawns silently through his nose.
"I know no one's watching... I just... feel bad for wanting something like this so bad, you know? Aren't I supposed to be the emotionless, unshaken protector of Bandle City? Maybe in public that's how I feel, or when I'm on my solo missions, but at the end of the day when I'm in my home all alone... that's just how I feel sometimes. Alone. It's why I enjoy being out in the field so often, because it distracts me. Makes me feel like there's someone counting on me to be there for them."
He clenches his teeth and gently shakes his head into Rumble's neck, squeezing his chest.
"Everyone has their black sheep. I'm just a little more bothered by mine... Oh, um... uh... 'germaniums', I guess."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Mar 25, 2013 18:57:18 GMT -5
Rumble laughs and pats Teemo on the head upon hearing the scout's confession.
"Hah! To be honest, I always thought you had some sort of joyful mood or feeling about ya, just 'cause you're Teemo. I've honestly never known you very well before we really met, but ya always seemed super cheery on the Fields. But if you're really feeling as alone as ya say, then, well..."
Rumble pauses and scratches his head, trying to think of what to say next. "Honestly, I dunno how to react to this. Personally, I don't mind being alone, but I'd feel bad if I left you lonely, too. I don't really have any advice or anything, so sorry, bud. Um, anyways... the word game! Yeah, how about..."
Rumble scratches his head, trying to think up a word. "Um, er... Uh, hah hah heh..." The mechanic lets out a loose, nervous laugh. "I'll, uh, get back to you on that, 'kay?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 26, 2013 0:23:58 GMT -5
Teemo silently listens to Rumble, snapping out of it when he brings up their game again. The scout can't help but grin a little as he pulls himself on top of Rumble and scratches the other yordle's chin teasingly.
"Oh, can't think of anything? I guess that means... I win."
He puts one hand on Rumble's shoulder, the other on his chest, and leans forward to give a kiss on the mechanic's nose. Afterwords he yawns and lays his head down on his friend's shoulder.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Mar 26, 2013 2:47:54 GMT -5
Rumble raises his head and stammers, obviously in huge disbelief that he just lost a simple word game to Teemo. Completely flabbergasted, the mechanic raises his arms in protest.
"W-what?! No way! No way! You can't win, because I was gonna win! I-I'm sure there's a word out there that works! I-I-"
He immediately stops fussing when Teemo suddenly kisses him on the nose. The mechanic, now even more flustered than before, goes cross-eyed to look at his nose. Rumble's at a loss of words, though he can't help but blush at the completely unexpected kiss.
"I, uh, uh... d-duh... uh... w-wait, what just happened?! W-what was that for?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 26, 2013 10:36:45 GMT -5
Teemo chuckles and rubs Rumble's other shoulder with one hand, bringing the other up behind the mechanic.
"'What was that for?' Well, I decided what I want for winning. I figured it was a... happy medium for the both of us. And don't worry, 'Bull, I know for a fact that there aren't any words that can be made from 'germaniums'. Though... I'm interested in knowing what you would've wanted for winning."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Mar 26, 2013 16:47:01 GMT -5
Rumble continues to stutter, still in disbelief that he lost to Teemo.
"B-but, I-I... D-duh... uh..."
As soon as Teemo asks Rumble what he wanted for winning, Rumble stops stuttering and thinks for a bit. He actually didn't know what he wanted if he had won, so he makes up his reason and states the same thing Teemo said.
"Uh, I just wanted a happy medium for both of us, too," Rumble nervously chuckles.
Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 26, 2013 21:25:43 GMT -5
Teemo smiles, though a little less than before as he breathes slowly and releases the mechanic. The scout pats his friend's shoulder and then slides out of bed, returning to the other side by means of going around it, and then resting with his back turned to Rumble.
"Alright... I don't need to smother you or anything. Heh, that would probably be more than a happy medium. But thanks... for letting me do that."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Mar 27, 2013 4:46:19 GMT -5
Rumble scratches his head in confusion, for his thoughts were conflicting each other again. On one hand, Rumble wasn't completely used to letting anyone be this close to him. On the other hand, though, Rumble didn't mind it and he certainly didn't stop Teemo from being so close to him. In the end, Rumble simply smiles decides to shrug the issue off.
"No problem, pal," he says, while giving Teemo a short pat on the head.
Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 27, 2013 8:04:53 GMT -5
Teemo's smile fades and he squints his eyes a little, thoughts firing off in his head rapidly.
There he goes again... taking it so well, like he doesn't even care. Why do I even care? I've gotta stay focused on the mission. Oh right... I'm on leave... But that's not the problem. Am I really feeling these things for him? Does he feel anything? No, no he doesn't... so why should I make such a big deal out of it? It's not happening, so I've just gotta keep moving forward and brave things out until I can get back to work, away from the city. Away from 'Bull... UGH, why do I hate the sound of that?! Why is this happening...?
He curls up on the bed and pulls the pillow out from under his head. The scout cringes and wraps his arms and legs around the pillow, trying to bottle his frustration like the many other times he'd done before.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Mar 27, 2013 16:59:15 GMT -5
Rumble hears the sound of Teemo curling up into a fetal position besides him, so he turns towards his side to look at the scout. To Rumble, the scout certainly looked distressed, though he didn't know why. Rumble puts a hand on Teemo's shoulder and shakes it a little.
"'Ey, you don't seem like you're doing very well, bud. What's on your mind?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 27, 2013 19:45:52 GMT -5
Teemo was a little startled by the touch, but doesn't respond aside from a slight tensing of his body. In seconds he releases the tension with a faint sigh and buries his head in the pillow, keeping his mouth uncovered.
"I... it's nothing, Rumble. Just my usual issues, is all... they'll go away soon, I promise."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Mar 27, 2013 21:35:16 GMT -5
Rumble frowned. By the tone of Teemo's voice and the way the scout covered his head with the pillow, Rumble thought that things weren't going to get any better anytime soon. The mechanic tries the same strategy again and places a hand on Teemo's shoulder again.
"Sounds like they aren't gonna go away soon by the way yer acting right now. What, do your issues concern me or something?" he chuckles, not expecting the answer to be yes.
Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 27, 2013 22:42:06 GMT -5
Teemo simply lays there, motionless. This new feeling... it was like a dagger just struck him in the back. The blatant obliviousness Rumble had chilled to the bone, shutting down his mind and soul. He wanted to get back to the familiar, cold, emotionless state that he'd gone to every time before. No emotion, no feelings... no pain. But still there was a warmth that he couldn't escape this time. The hand of his companion simply wouldn't let him get away this time, forcing his mind to stay open and the emotions attempting to break down the barriers set in place. Pain of the likes that he'd couldn't simply heal with a bandage was filling him, and despite his emotionless, motionless body, his eyes became wet and he spoke softly without intent.
"It... no... just... don't worry about it. I'll be alright."
Every word of the lie was building a lump in his throat, the thoughts still flowing in his head and beating his soul into dust.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Mar 27, 2013 23:21:26 GMT -5
Rumble blinks a few times, starting to realize that maybe the issue was actually something really serious and not just something he could just shrug off to his friend. Now he wasn't somewhat sure that something was bothering bad was bothering Teemo; he was completely certain that Teemo was fighting against some serious problem. Teemo sounded like he was going to cry anytime soon, and Rumble wasn't quite clear on what was bothering Teemo, but he knew he should probably do something other than say meaningless words.
Rumble keeps thinking until a simple idea dawns upon him. He wasn't totally comfortable with it, but he certainly didn't want to see Teemo in this mood. Rumble grabs Teemo and turns him over so that the scout was facing him, then the mechanic wraps his arms and legs around the scout to give a warm hug.
"You sound like you're about to cry, bud. C'mon, I ain't leaving a friend like this!" he chuckled.
Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 27, 2013 23:47:39 GMT -5
Teemo's eyes go wide when he's hugged, loosely wrapping his arms around the other yordle without any effort put into it. He doesn't make a move, but finally water leaks from his eyes. Eventually his body shudders and the scout snarls, wrapping his arms tighter around Rumble and shaking as he attempts to hold back more tears.
"Th... That's just it Rumble. 'Friend'. That's all I am... and y-yeah it's what I want, but... I can't help but want more sometimes! And when I want something more it upsets me, so I-I just beat myself up inside... and even after I told you how I felt, you... you just keep acting like nothing's wrong. Like you don't care, and I shouldn't care, like it's no big deal. I know it's not a big deal, so why do I care so much? It's just... whenever I show you how I feel, or tell you what I want... I feel like I'll lose you... lose one of the few things I still hold close to my heart to keep it from going cold. Without my friends... without you... I feel like I'll lose everything."
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