I'm a Forever-teen

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11:24 PM;

the night was sultry and warm, the summer winds blew into jimmy's window as he lit up a cigarette with a mini lighter. the tobacco immediately emitted smoke as soon as jimmy put the cigarette to his lips. the silence was deafening, a decibel dropping every second where the smoke danced and flew into the air.

"damn, i didn't know you smoked until yesterday." timmy started the conversation, his body slightly sweaty as the heat gently kissed his shoulders. today is a saturday, the friday night and daytime hangout dissolving into the stars and the sky.

he and jimmy were sitting on the latter's bed, where he felt the soft sheets on his bare legs, the weight of his laptop and textbooks shifting against jimmy's side, which had smaller notebooks and a smaller laptop.

"it's a post-study session coping mechanism." jimmy replied, the smoke fading into nothingness. "i just get so overstimulated at times that i had to bum a cig."

"may i have one?" timmy asked, trying not to demand.

"i assume you're not allowed to smoke at home, so maybe you're seeing this as an opportunity to rebel." jimmy said, handing over one of the cigarettes and the mini lighter.

timmy nodded, putting the ciggy on his lips. jimmy stared at him as he fumbled with the lighter, trying to cast a flame on the tobacco. once it hit the jackpot, the smoke tangled it was out as he eventually spat it out with 11pm sass.

"what? do i have something on my face or-" jimmy held timmy's hand before the latter could finish, feeling his sweaty palm from either the sudden touch or the humid night heat.

"just touching you; you seem a little touch-starved, so i'm doing my deed of the day, i guess." jimmy said, his cheeks flushed with rosy red with that usual tsundere bitch face he uses to deny such feelings. "do you like that or-"

timmy scoffed, holding jimmy's hand in return. "thanks."

the air shifted as the conversation faded as the smell of sherry and textbook paper filled the voids. the silence was deafening once more as jimmy finished the reviewer on his laptop, while timmy read the final paragraph of the page. both of the boys were ready for the upcoming week, their bodies tired from the literal physical weight of carrying all these books and data on their backs.

"eureka."

jimmy said proudly as he finished the reviewer, topping off the tens of thousands of text and charts. "i'm done, finally."

he turned his head to timmy, who has already closed his textbook shut, the overlapping lectures circling around his head. jimmy asked him, "are you finished?"

"mmhm..." timmy replied, his voice tired and worrisome. "s-sorry, i just really need a break right now...i don't know if i can take all of this infodump..."

"a-are you alright?" jimmy asked, slowly holding timmy's hand tighter, but timmy immediately started sniffling, his shoulders trembling as his lower lip quivered. gripping tightly on the surface of his textbook.

"i'm sorry." jimmy apologized, pulling timmy in for a heart-melting hug. he normally wouldn't do this, let alone get *frequently* touched by someone, but he could taste the harsh, metallic guilt within his mouth. it was awful having to watch his boyfriend choke up like this.

"n-no, it's okay..." timmy tried to reassure jimmy, but it was clear that he wasn't asked this, ever. "i'm all good, jimz."

"are you sure?"

jimmy's voice shifted to concern, gently grabbing timmy's textbook and setting it aside, slowly embracing him as he felt his heartbeat race against his ribs.

"i just...don't feel so good..."

"can you tell me about it? it's okay if you don't want to..."

"well...y'know how the year's about to end and exams are close, right? well, i'm just devastated that after all of this, my parents wouldn't really care...after all that hard work i've did, they simply just don't care..."

timmy sniffled again, then silent, strained tears poured out of his eyes as jimmy pulled him in closer. "it's not fair, it's not fair..."

"what do you mean?" jimmy asked, tears nearly pouring out of his own eyes as his heart raced of pure emotion.

"it's not fair that YOU have such loving parents that celebrate after your very first year in uni, it's not fair that cosmo and wanda care more for me than the people who literally birthed me. it's just so unfair, i fucking hate it."

"shh, shh. baby..." jimmy slowly stroked timmy's hair, tucking his choco brown behind his ear and slowly kissing his forehead. "you don't need to procrastinate about them now, i'm here..."

"but jimz-" before timmy could finish his sentence, jimmy pulled him in, holding him by his shoulders, and sealed the silence with a kiss. timmy's eyes widened as he felt jimmy's warm, supple lips touch his. gently, he pulled apart, pulling timmy in closer and closer, until timmy's face touched jimmy's chest. he didn't mind the bibby-bobby buttons or his slightly off-ish scent, but he felt like he was saved from drowning.

"you don't need to think about them if they don't think of you, darling. if your fairies care more, then you should start thinking about them, for example." jimmy cooed, comforting timmy as the both of them collapsed unto their bed.

"to be honest, i've been thinking a lot about you, cosmo, wanda, poof, danny, manny, jenny and spongebob, and all my friends..." timmy said, wiping his tears with his jacket sleeve. "i hope i make you guys feel proud..."

"let me tell you this: i'm very proud of you no matter what you do." jimmy said, his voice far from the usual tsundere bickering, now that it was just the two of them. timmy's heart was fluttering with its little wings as he pulled jimmy in for another kiss after hearing those words.

"t-thank you so much, jimz. i-i love y-you."

"anything for you, timz. know that i love you too."

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BONUS SCENE: YES!

jimmy and timmy are sprawled on their bed, their notes and textbooks all over the place as the minutes turned into hours and the smell of chianti DOCG filled the 12:13 AM air. timmy is drunk, jimmy is drunker, the both of them cuddled up as they drunkenly kiss and touch each other.

this was when jimmy's phone rang. too drunk to even answer, jimmy gathered all of his sobriety to at least swipe right. sheen's voice came on the speakers, clearly booming.

"yo, we may need some help about the reviewer." sheen said, his voice still sounding energetic despite being i don't know, sleep deprived? "we can't access it, jimmeh."

"our grades depend on this..." carl can be heard sighing in the speakers. jimmy let out a groan, feeling timmy's weight against his chest, his thighs locked with his.

"ughh...can we deal with this maybe like, later?" jimmy asked, his voice half-irritated, half-drunk. "i'm about to go to sleep..."

"AT THIS UNHOLY HOUR?!" sheen interrogated like kogoro mouri, his voice sounding like his lungs were exploding. "BRO JUST CHANGE THE ACCESS"

"more like, why are YOU guys still awake at this so-called 'unholy hour'? at least i'm heading off to sleep."

"...are you drunk?" carl asked innocently. "please just change the access..."

jimmy drunkenly opened the document and changed the access, his eyes glassy and dizzy as timmy drifted to his dream. "i just changed it, let me know if you guys can access it..."

at sheen's end of the phone, he and carl could hear timmy snoring loudly and jimmy hiccupping while muttering out what seems to be soft praise and comforting words. sheen's mouth opened agape; the tsundere boy genius is just unbelievable.

"YOU GASLIT US BRO I THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T LIKE TIMZ" sheen yelled, carl cupping his ears and writing a small note on his notebook: "don't call jimmy when he's drunk and gay, STAT!"

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post-writing notes:

HII GUYSSS I'M SO SORRY I FINISHED AND RUSHED THIS RLLY LATE, I WAS STUDYING FOR AN ENTRANCE EXAM 😭😭😭

but yes i'm done with lover boy now. i'm now going to work on the tigerghost fic 'mi vida' !! stay tuned for updates (or random posting, idc lmao) >;3

any criticism, tips for improvement, suggestions for future works or just comments? lmk by commenting and reblogging !! i appreciate your support >v<