It's Fine
Okay, so I should be sleeping but...I got this idea in my head between watching ohms newest video and @kihorri High School AU. It's short but...packs a punch. Just be ready for feels if you read this.
It's fine.
A familiar laugh echoes through the cafeteria, as if the only voice to richotch against the walls. He knows there's others around, much closer than the giggle that entrap his ears with its sweet melody. A siren's call, Â begging sailors to their death for a single note. But for him, the noise is his antidote. The noise is his poison, killing him slowly with each melodious quiver.
It's fine.
Soft hands are entwined in the clutches of grey fabric, a nervous twitch making delicate fingers run along the edges of glasses that need to be pushed up. Smooth palms that have pat his back, pressed to his arm for support, slapped against his own when they'd scored a meaningless point in gym. A hand which had never seemed so important now runs over another's in a fleeting touch. They're a soft to others. They're a clutch of inescapable pain for him.
It's fine.
Hazel eyes, which were always shifting in wonder and caution, are locked on their target with silent awe. Life fills them, like water eagerly crashing along the beach in the bright light of summer. Innocent, optimistic. Leaving warmth for anyone who is lucky enough to fall within their path. Ice chills his bones.  Hes downing with no light in the depths of the ocean’s murky water.
It's fine. Â
Lips, chapped and tough from stress biting, Â suckle the last slice of orange remaining on the tray. The tiny mouth which is the holder of a beautiful smile and ugly snorts that full his heart with warmth despite not belonging to him. Pale and thin, they absorb the fleshy fruit in desperate need of hydration. Savor the fresh flavor, which is passed to another pair of lips when the bell warns that lunch is over. Â Chase, simple, sweet. A silent sign of affection. A dagger through his soul.
It's fine.
It's fine.
It's not fine-
“Toonzy?” The innocuous nickname pulls him from his mind, turning his gaze to Ohm's worried face. Voice softened, tight grip on his backpack, concerned eyes and lips pulled into a frown. Everything Ohm can't show to the teen now walking out of the cafeteria with Terroriser and Moo. Everything Ohm expresses to him without a second thought. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah,” he says. Praying his smile doesn't show the cracks in his heart when he forces out another lie. “It's fine.”
“Oh, good. I was worried about you.” A shy smile twists the knife deeper inside. Ohm’s excited chatter about his lunch with Vanoss while they walk to class is a dull throb in his chest. It's unbearable, but he perseveres.
So long as Ohm's happy...it's fine
Yeah....so....this is a thing.
BLAME KIHORRI!!!! But let me know what you think of this little snippet. Just wanted to kinda give a little look into Toonz mind and how hes coping with the VanOhm situation. Please don't kill me.
