Disproving Calculations - Part 1

Learning more about feelings

I'm waked up by the sound of someone definitely puking. Geez.
"You alright Zack?" I need to yell, so he can hear me through the door. It's only 8... why does he wake up that early every day?

No answer. I decide to give him a few minutes more, this time I'm making some tea. I put the cups on the table in the living room, then I go to look after him.

I knock at the bathroom door. "Zack?"
"Why didn't you stop me from eating so much cake?"
"Yesterday you said you wouldn't throw up. Can I come in?"
"Yes... uh, no..."
I take the first answer, I don't care about people puking. At least, as long I'm not drunk. I sneak into the room, he's busy hugging the toilet.
"I said no..." He turns his head to me after a moment.
"Before that, you said yes and I only wanted to be polite."
He just gives me a not really angry look.
"Alright, you think you're done now?"
"I don't know..."
"You know what, take another look at all the chocolate cake, then we'll know."
I point to the toilet, to make him understand. This always works, after you take a closer look, the rest comes out easy...

"I would say there's nothing left now..." He looks exhausted, what makes me laugh again.
"Why are you laughing about me?"
"Not about you... just the situation."
"The situation seems to be, that I ate too much cake and drank too much alcohol... I never vomited because of something like that before."
"There's always a first time, cutie. Maybe I have a bad influence on you?"
"I'm sure you're only a good influence for me."
"Nice." I smile and help him to get up. "And because I'm such a good influence I made some tea."
"I don't see the connection between that..."
"Right, me neither." He laughs about that. Wow, he thinks saying illogical things is funny?

We sit down on the couch. "How do you feel now?"
"Better. But I'm hungry now." That makes me laugh again. How can he think about eating now?
"I think you should give your stomach a break. The tea should be enough for the start."
He starts sipping his tea, so do I.
"You called me 'cutie'."
"Um, yes, I did. You don't like it?"
"You didn't say anything like that before."
"Yeah, you know... I was kind of afraid? I don't know, it feels strange, but you are a cutie. Should I say Uriah?"
"I'm your cutie." That big smile. I love it. "And no, please, don't."
"You are." I say, starting to tickle him again. "So, that's okay for you?"
"Yes. I like it, actually." I knew it. Or at least, I hoped for it.
"It makes me feel normal." Oh boy. Okay, let's talk this out.
"Alright, look, I told you, you're weird, yes. Kind of unnormal. But so am I, so are so many other people on this world. You don't have to be normal on every way, that would be so damn boring."
He listens and thinks about it. "And I think it's much better to be weird, because you're a genius, than for any other reason. And if you wouldn't be who you are, I wouldn't be here with you. You know, I didn't want to find someone here. I thought I needed a break of guys and feelings and all this, you only made me forget about that, because you are, who you are. For most people, you're Zack, the weird genius. For me you've been that the first times we met, too. Now, you're Zack, the weird, but cute, romantic and funny genius... I have a crush on."
Did he just freeze on me? That didn't happen for a long time.
I take his hands into mine. "You understand?"
"Yes, I do." He lays his head on the backrest of the couch, still looking at me. "And somehow, at the same time, I don't understand anything."
"There are things no one ever will understand."
"That's one of it?"
"I think so, yes. So, will you stop being impatient with being so smart, that it makes you special?"
"Yes." He took a flick of my hair into his hand and plays with it.
"You're still thinking about something."
"Yes. I still don't know when I can kiss you and how to do all that... You always do it."
"You did, too. Friday, before we got into Hodgins car. You remember?"
"I always remember everything. But Angela told me before, what to do." Of course, she did.
"Okay, I'm saying this the last time now." That about him never forgetting anything. "You are allowed to do, whatever you want. I want you, to do whatever you feel like. If you're unsure in some situations, just ask me. The best would be to ask without other people hearing, alright?"
"Okay." He says and leans forward to kiss me. Wow. It's not the mood, but there's something different. It is passionate, but more on the emotional way.