Too Regular. (Thomas x Reader, Regular Show)

1:02 PM, The Park

You were gathered in Mordecai's room because he was currently having a crisis about CJ. He accidentally sent a text that said "I like you hi" and is now trying to find a way to let CJ know he doesn't actually LIKE like her. Something seemed off though, he could've just told her easily that it was a typo, but he chose not to. Maybe he wanted her to know he likes her? Regardless, he was asking Thomas, Skips and Muscle Man for help. Thomas was ranting about his 4 ex girlfriends, Muscle Man was talking to CJ over the phone pretending to be a criminal, and Fives was recalling an offer, but you had to wait 4 years for it.

"Just tell her you like her." Everyone stopped and stared at you. "What? It's obvious. You always talk about her and how amazing she is. Go for it, dude." Mordecai groaned while Rigby nodded.

"I agree wtih [NAME] and Skips; just tell her the truth, bro." Mordecai was obviously getting tired of everyone and their useless suggestions, waving them all out of his room except for you and Rigby.

He sighed. "Okay, look, I don't think I like CJ like that, but I could really use your help." You grinned, glad he finally threw away his ego and asked for advice. You told him to tell you exactly what he liked about CJ and what he genuinely thought of her. It didn't come as a surprise at all when he listed off everything about her. "I don't like her like that though. We're just friends." You wanted to smash your head against a wall.

"Why are you so scared to admit you like her? Does she remind you of Margaret too much?" his expression changed suddenly when you said her name and you could tell you crossed the line. "Oh, I'm really sorry Mordecai, I w-"

"Out."

"You're my friend, I didn't me-"

"Why don't you take your own advice? Things are going fine and I don't need you being nosy and bringing up things that don't matter. How can you even call yourself my friend? Just... get out."

His voice faltered when he said those last words, you could tell you really hurt him. You nodded, lowering your head in shame. You left and closed the door on your way out, a few sobs being heard from Mordecai's room. You hoped Rigby would be able to comfort him more than you could.

A few hours passed since the conversation, you already wrote a note explaining how sorry you were and that you never meant to bring Margaret up. You slid the note under his door and were now just waiting for a response. You were deep in thought when you heard 3 light knocks on your door. You got up, hope bubbling in your stomach as you walked to the door. Opening it revealed the blue jay you were just thinking about, a miserable impression on his face. As he looked up, he gave you a pitiable smile and you pulled him in for a tight hug, praying he could tell how sorry you were from the embrace.

"You were right, [NAME]. I do like CJ, I asked her on a date a bit ago." you pulled away and smiled, opening your mouth to congratulate him, but he continued. "You were also right about the Margaret thing, I didn't want to get with CJ because she was still occupying a huge part of my mind. It's like there was a part of me just waiting for her to come back and for us to be together again, but it's not going to happen." You sat down on your bed, patting the spot next to you for him to sit down on. He flopped down and you patted his shoulder.

"I'm really sorry if I crossed the line, Mordecai. I see you as my brother and just wanted the best for you, I was probably too honest." He shook his head, cutting you off.

"No, I needed to hear that, it helped me realize how I really felt. But now, me and CJ are going on a date tomorroooow!" He waved his arm around enthusiastically and you joined him, then shoved him out of your room.

"Go get a good nights sleep for your date tomorrow, and tell Rigby to stop being nosy. I can see his feet under the door." Rigby opened the door once you announced that you knew he was there. You socked him in the shoulder and pushed them both out of the room. Before you could totally shut them out, Mordecai said something that shocked you.

"Like I said, take your own advice, talk to Thomas!"

You closed the door and leaned your head against the wall, sliding down. Maybe, just maybe, he was right.