Tim x Moby

~part one~

(At Tim's house)

~tim's pov~

I cannot stop looking at him.. he looks so hot even when doing nothing. I stare deeply into his eyes as i wait for a new letter to arrive.

*doorbell rings*

"Ah! I think we got another letter!" I say. We both rush down to the front door. I watch as the letter gracefully glides down onto the ground from the mail slit in the door. Moby picks it up.

We walk to the kitchen and open our letter

"Dear Tim and Moby,

Is it weird that i have feelings for my mom's toaster?

Sincerely,

Ron"

I freeze and think of how I have feelings for Moby, who is also an electronic device.

"Beep beep boop?"
("Uhh, you okay Tim?") Moby says.

"Y-yeah I'm fine" I mumble as my baguette rises in my trousers.

Both of our faces turn bright red.

"Beep boop beepity beep boop"
("T-tim, do you... ...have feelings for me?") Moby asks

"Uh well-"
Damn it. I can't tell him now. He'll think im insane.

"Beep boop beep"
(Well, you know you can tell me anything, right?) He asks

My heart beats fast.
His voice is so seductive..
I can't resist it any longer.

I stand up and hold Moby by his smooth metal waist and say;
"Moby, I-I love you.."

I feel his twelve-inch pickle rise against my body and my heart beats even faster.

"Beep boopity boop"
("Tim, I love you too..")