Zane's POV

Once we all get back from the mall, Travis and I plop down on his couch, "So..." I trail off. 

Travis wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer, "Zane!" Garroth's voice echoes from the kitchen. 

"Yeah?" I ask. He knows that I'm here. 

"Come here for a second." He says. 

I glance at Travis, slipping from his grasp. I walk into the kitchen, Garroth drying his hands off from the running sink. 

"Yea?" I question. 

Garroth gets closer. I can feel his breath on my forehead (Screw height). Garroth crouches down to my height, "Are you sure about dating Travis?" Garroth asks in a lowered voice (His accent makes it even harder to understand him). 

"Yes. Why do you ask?" I answer. 

"He's a warlock." Garroth informs. 

"I know, and does it seem like I care?" I snap. Garroth lowers his head, his hair accidentally brushing against my chin (A/N: THE MASK IS GONE EVERYBODY. THE GONE IS MASK), "I'll be fine, Garroth." I say. Garroth looks up at me, "Are you sure?" He questions. 

I look into his teal eyes, that're 10 shades darker then mine (Is it bad that I envy that?), "I'm positive." I state. 

Garroth sighs, then walks away. I make my way back to Travis, "What was that about?" Travis asks. 

My body tenses as his breath hits the back of my neck, "N-Nothing." I stutter. 

Since when do I stutter? This boy knows how to make me shudder AND stutter. Travis (once again) wraps his arm around my shoulder. He turns on the TV, then I nuzzle my head in the crook of his neck. 

"Wanna know something?" Travis questions out of the blue. 

I can barely feel his neck vibrating from his vocal cords, "Sure." I reply. 

He shivers a bit before saying anything, "I love you." Travis snakes his arm from my shoulder to my chest, where he pulls me even closer than before. 

"I love you too." I smile. Travis chuckles softly, his voice slightly husky. I don't mind it. I soon close my eyes, eventually falling asleep on the green-eyed boy's shoulder.

Travis' POV

I hear small snores escaping from Zane's mouth. I switch the TV off and look down at him. Since he's laying in the crook of my neck, I can't exactly move much, but I move to my full ability. Zane's mask is laid on the coffee table as the hair that's covering one of his eyes, is swooping over the other. 

"My little emo nugget." I smirk. 

I mean, Aphmau's right, he is a bit of a nugget. And he looks emo like this, and he's my little emo nugget. My smirk curls into a smile as I brush a bit of his hair out of the way and kiss his forehead. I carefully pick Zane up and take him down the stairs, to my room. I lay Zane in my bed, pulling the covers over him. He looks at peace, and I don't want to disturb that. I grab a pen and find a post-it note. I click the pen, then start writing.

'Hey, Zane~

Travis here, you fell asleep on the couch during the show, so I brought you down here.

Love you!

                 ~Travis'

I put the note down on a nightstand by my bed. I glance at the sleeping boy before heading upstairs. 

"TRAVIS." Garroth bellows as I reach the top of the stairs. 

"Yes?" I question. "WHAT WAS GOING ON DOWN THERE?" He asks, his voice loud. 

"Quiet down! Zane's sleeping." I try to calm Garroth down.

"WHY'S HE SLEEPING?" Garroth growls. He seems angry. Really... Reallyy. Angry.

"Uh... He fell asleep on my shoulder while we were watching a show...?" My statement flows out more like a question.

Garroth jumps to conclusions, always making unnecessary assumptions. I know that Garroth has good intentions, but he can't suffocate both Vylad and Zane for the rest of their lives, they have to live a little without Garroth breathing down their necks every second of it. I roll my eyes and push past Garroth. 

I walk into Dante's room, "Hey, Dante." I greet. 

Dante spins his chair around, leaving his glowing computer screen to shine on his hair (instead of his face), "I thought you were with Zane." Dante says. 

"Zane fell asleep, and is now sleeping in my room." I inform. 

Dante wiggles his eyebrows playfully. I roll my eyes, a small, breathy chuckle deciding to escape from my mouth. 

"T-Travis?" A sleepy voice calls from behind me. 

I turn around and see Zane standing there, rubbing one eye. He looks tired, "Hey." I smile. I glance at Dante, who's practically shooing me out of his room. I walk out of Dante's room, then look at Zane. 

"You look tired. We should get you home." I suggest. 

"We?" Zane questions. 

"Yes, we. I'm going to walk you home!" I exclaim, puffing my chest out playfully. 

"TRAVIS, ONCE YOU DROP ZANE OFF, COME BACK IMMEDIATELY." Garroth's voice echoes from Laurance's room. 

"Garroth, calm down." Laurance's voice is muffled, "Eat a snickers." I can just hear the smirk in Laurance's voice. Laurance snickers

I hear Garroth groan in annoyance. He doesn't like the thought of Zane and I, but he's just going to have to deal with us. Zane rolls his eyes, then we leave to go to his house.

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SASSY PRINCESS TRAVIS. XD