What About Me? (Ticci Toby X Masky)

Masky's P.O.V.

Just as I'm about to head downstairs for our mission, Jeff barges into my room, with a knife in both hands, ready to murder me. Great.

"Care to explain why your being a jerk towards Toby?!" Jeff exclaims. "Don't you know I'm his watchful angel?!" He screams, letting his crazier side show.

"Excuse me?" I say as calmly as I can. If I show any reaction, Jeff will have to hesitation in attacking, and from what happened last time, I would like that to not happen.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. You've been ignoring him for some reason and it's killing him inside. You're too jealous of me and Toby, that you can't see how much the little brat looks up to you. And all you do is shut him out!" He yells. He twirls the knife between his fingers and he cuts himself in his thumb. He freezes and looks up at me. He drops his knife and shows me his thumb.

"I cut myself..." He whispers. He starts to walk closer towards me. "I cut myself because of you."

Without warning, he runs to me and smears his bloody thumb against my face. "IM BLEEDING BECAUSE OF YOU!"

I can usually handle Jeff, his schizophrenia never being a problem with me. As long as I give him a calm reaction, he tends to stay calm. But I've had enough of this.

I shove his hand away and punch him the face. He recovers quickly runs back to his knife situated on the floor. He rushes back to me and pulls a second one out of his pocket, and slashed both knives at me. I dodge, and I grab my dagger and shove it into his side. He gasps and drops one of his knives, holding his side to stop the bleeding. I take his knife from the ground and throw it at him. He expertly dodges and uses his remaining knife to stab my shoulder. He severed a nerve and my arm goes slack. I continue to slash with my good arm. He backs up and dodges my attacks, but I know if we continue like this, I'll be able to push him down the stairs.

"You don't know what's going on! So stop talking about things you don't understand!" I punch him in the face, and he trips down the stairs.

          I follow and charge at Jeff. I don't even notice that Toby has made himself a human shield to protect Jeff. I try and stop, but I can't. I run into him and fall down. My vision gets blurry and I stumble upwards. Jeff is cradling an unconscious Toby in his lap still bleeding profusely and glaring at me. Jeff doesn't say anything, because he knows I'm already beating myself up about what I did. I reach out for Toby, but Jeff pulls his body away. He rubs his hand against Toby's face, smearing blood in his hair. I sigh, and walk back to my room to attend to my wounds. It looks like the mission has been delayed. 

Toby's P.O.V.

I wake up and immediately notice my head hurts. I walk downstairs and grab some aspirin, running into Masky on the way down. I give him a simple nod, and he does the same. He seems to be heading to the living room as well, and we fall into sync with each other.

"Listen, Toby..." Masky starts, but I raise a hand.

"It's ok. It was an accident. And besides, we all know Jeff can get out of hand," he chuckles, and looks at me.

"You still have some blood in your hair. Right..." he reaches towards me and runs his hand through my hair, his touch soft and gentle. He pulls back with a smirk, and I realize I've been blushing. "There. All better,"

He continues forward like nothing happened, and I feel my cheeks, taking note on how warm they were. When we get to the living room, I sit down on the couch, and switch on the tv. Masky sits next to me, and takes his mask off. I notice all the little details, from his gorgeous chocolate brown eyes, to his smooth pale skin. They way his hair falls in his face, just short enough to escape the tuck behind his ear. He raises an eyebrow and I realize I've been staring.