~Toby's POV~

Tim and I finally found a 24-hour diner and went in for our date. God, this is exciting.
We soon took our seats and talked while we waited for our orders to be taken.
“Sooo...” Masky began, clearly having no idea what to talk about. I just chuckled and held his hand, then leaning in and kissing his cheek. I smiled as he blushed lightly and kissed my cheek in return.

A few minutes later, a waitress arrived, taking our orders. I ordered some fluffy buttermilk waffles and a strawberry milkshake as Tim ordered a slice of cheesecake and a cup of coffee. Tim wrapped his right arm around my shoulder as we waited for our food.
“M-Masky-” I started, before getting interrupted
“Tim- uh, sorry, just call me Tim, 'kay?” He said awkwardly
I nodded “Tim...” I said, causing him to smile. “So, uh...a-are we d-d-dating?” I questioned awkwardly. Tim smiled and looked down
“Well, uh- I'd like to if you're fine with it.”
I nodded in response.

Yes! Hell yes!

Tim laughed softly and kissed my cheek “I'm glad.”
“L-likewise”

The waitress came over with our food, placing our plates and cups in front of us. The waffles look even better in person!

The waitress smiled at us- a sweet and caring smile, the kind that said ‘Congrats, lovebirds!’

“Th-thank you, m-ma'am,” I said, earning a smile and nod from her. She then turned around, walking away. We happily began eating.
Tim looked at me with a smile “Wanna try some of mine, Toby?” he asked, holding out his fork with a bit of cheesecake on it. I nodded with a smile and took a bite “Ouuuu, yummy!”

And then we heard it. Something I wish was never said. Something that makes me want to hurl.

We heard what sounded like a middle-aged man who doesn't know how to take care of himself say the words “It's fucking disgusting.”
That caught our attention. We turned to look at an obvious alcoholic and smoker with a disgusting beer belly and gag-worthy smile (nasty teeth) looking right at us with a face of absolute disgust. I tilted my head, slightly confused before he made eye contact with me and said these disgusting words “Yeah, that's right, fags, I'm talking 'bout, you!”
Now this- this pissed me off. I stood up and walked to the older man. He looked at me confidently. He thinks I'm too weak to hurt him! I'll make him regret ever saying a word, let alone thinking such things.

“W-we're not d-disgusting!” I practically yelled as I punched him in the nose. It broke. “Oh my fucking God, what are you doing?!” He asked, very loudly. He was surprised. I heard a few people gasp throughout the diner. Now everyone was watching, but I'm not letting him get away with this. I punched him again and again and again. I lost track of how many punches he's taken, but he was clearly too frightened and too weak to fight back. There was a lot of blood coming from his nose, a small cut near his eye and he soon spits out some blood and a tooth- that'll leave a mark. I think a manager called the police because soon enough, I heard sirens, and Tim ran over to me, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the diner.
“Come on, Toby, we gotta go!” he said as I followed him, holding onto his hand tightly.

~Masky's POV~

I practically dragged Tobias out of the diner as we ran. Once we were outside, we ran faster.

~Time Skip~

We got far enough so that we couldn't see the lights of the police cars and soon found our way back into the woods and Toby began to laugh, I looked at him, confused. He smiled at me “Thanks f-for saving my a-ass, again.” I nodded in response before Tobias pulled me into a tight hug. I stiffened up for a moment before hugging him back.

We walked farther into the woods before Toby started complaining about being tired.

To be continued, thanks for reading, love ya❤❤❤