#two NONCONSECUTIVE hours

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

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[sandpapersnowman]

I desperately do Not want to go Anywhere today

[just-your-average-tangerine]

Think I just wasted like 60 bucks and a year of letting my ear heal

Had to take my helix ring out for dress rehearsal and now I can't get it back in all the way. It'll go in the front but won't go all the way through

[sleepyvirgilprompts]

Virgil sleeps in nonconsecutive two-hour increments. He doesn't like the idea of being vulnerable for eight whole hours all at once, and as the fight-or-flight reflex, that sleeping pattern doesn't come naturally to him.

[transdelgado]

dissociative amnesia has been so bad the past two weeks i’ve been here maybe for 36 nonconsecutive hours and its stressing me out

[oh-bodybodybody]

Intermittent Fasting Methods

There are several different ways of doing intermittent fasting — all of which involve splitting the day or week into eating and fasting periods.

During the fasting periods, you eat either very little or nothing at all.

These are the most popular methods:

The 16/8 method: Also called the Leangains protocol, it involves skipping breakfast and restricting your daily eating period to 8 hours, such as 1–9 p.m. Then you fast for 16 hours in between.

Eat-Stop-Eat: This involves fasting for 24 hours, once or twice a week, for example by not eating from dinner one day until dinner the next day.

The 5:2 diet: With this method, you consume only 500–600 calories on two nonconsecutive days of the week, but eat normally the other 5 days.

By reducing your calorie intake, all of these methods should cause weight loss as long as you don’t compensate by eating much more during the eating periods.

Many people find the 16/8 method to be the simplest, most sustainable and easiest to stick to. It’s also the most popular.

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[abqbox]

I am worn the fuck out, especially for it being just day one.

But the 8 total hours of nonconsecutive sleep over the past two nights because of work might have something to do with it.

This morning was just enjoyment and parking practice for us anyway, our events start tomorrow.

And now it's nap time!

[dontmeantobepoliticalbut]

Former US President Donald Trump’s Twitter account has been reinstated on the platform.

The account, which Twitter banned following the January 6, 2021, attack on the Capitol, was restored after Twitter CEO and new owner Elon Musk posted a poll on Twitter on Friday night asking the platform’s users if Trump should be reinstated.

“The people have spoken. Trump will be reinstated,” Musk tweeted Saturday night. “Vox Populi, Vox Dei,” Latin for “the voice of the people is the voice of God.”

The final poll results on Saturday night showed 51.8% in favor and 48.2% opposed. The poll included 15 million votes.

The much-anticipated decision from the new owner sets the stage for the former president’s return to the social media platform where he was previously its most influential, if controversial user, with almost 90 million followers and tweets that often moved the markets, set the news cycle and drove the agenda in Washington.

Trump has previously said he would remain on his platform, Truth Social, instead of rejoining Twitter, but a change in his approach could hold major political implications. The former president announced this month that he will seek the Republican presidential nomination in 2024, aiming to become only the second commander in chief ever elected to two nonconsecutive terms.

Asked on Saturday what he thought of Musk purchasing Twitter and his own future on the platform, Trump praised Musk but questioned whether the site would survive its current crises.

“They have a lot of problems,” Trump said in Las Vegas at the Republican Jewish Coalition meeting. “You see what’s going on. It may make it, it may not make it.”

Still, Trump said he liked Musk and “liked that he bought (Twitter.)”

“He’s a character and I tend to like characters,” the former president said of Musk. “But he’s smart.”

Throughout Trump’s White House tenure, Twitter was central to his presidency, a fact that also benefited the company in the form of countless hours of user engagement. Twitter often took a light-touch approach to moderating his account, arguing at times that as a public official, the then-president must be given wide latitude to speak.

But as Trump neared the end of his term – and increasingly tweeted misinformation alleging election fraud – the balance shifted. The company began applying warning labels to his tweets in an attempt to correct his misleading claims ahead of the 2020 presidential election. And following the US Capitol riot on January 6, 2021, the platform banned him indefinitely.

“After close review of recent Tweets from the @realDonaldTrump account and the context around them we have permanently suspended the account due to the risk of further incitement of violence,” Twitter said at the time. “In the context of horrific events this week, we made it clear on Wednesday that additional violations of the Twitter Rules would potentially result in this very course of action.”

The decision followed two tweets by Trump that, according to Twitter, violated the company’s policy against glorification of violence. The tweets, Twitter said at the time, “must be read in the context of broader events in the country and the ways in which the President’s statements can be mobilized by different audiences, including to incite violence, as well as in the context of the pattern of behavior from this account in recent weeks.”

The first tweet – a statement about Trump’s supporters, who he called “75,000,000 great American Patriots who voted for me” – suggested that “he plans to continue to support, empower, and shield those who believe he won the election,” Twitter had said.

The second, which indicated he did not plan to attend Joe Biden’s inauguration, could be viewed as a further statement that the election was not legitimate and could be interpreted as Trump saying that the inauguration would be a “safe” target for violence because he would not be attending, according to Twitter.

Soon after Trump’s Twitter ban, he was also restricted from Meta’s Facebook and Instagram, which could also restore his accounts as soon as January 2023.

On November 18, Musk tweeted that he had reinstated several controversial accounts on the platform, but that a “Trump decision has not yet been made.”

“New Twitter policy is freedom of speech, but not freedom of reach,” he said at the time. “Negative/hate tweets will be max deboosted & demonetized, so no ads or other revenue to Twitter. You won’t find the tweet unless you specifically seek it out, which is no different from rest of Internet.”

Musk had previously said he disagreed with Twitter’s permanent ban policy, and could also return other accounts that had been removed from the platform for repeated rules violations.

“I do think it was not correct to ban Donald Trump; I think that was a mistake,” Musk said at a conference in May, pledging to reverse the ban were he to become the company’s owner.

Jack Dorsey, who was the CEO of Twitter when the company banned Trump but has since left, responded to Musk’s comments saying he agreed that there should not be permanent bans. Banning the former president, he said, was a “business decision” and it “shouldn’t have been.”

NAACP President Derrick Johnson called on advertisers still funding Twitter to immediately stop all ad buys.

“In Elon Musk’s Twittersphere, you can incite an insurrection at the U.S. Capitol, which led to the deaths of multiple people, and still be allowed to spew hate speech and violent conspiracies on his platform,” Johnson said in a statement. “If Elon Musk continues to run Twitter like this, using garbage polls that do not represent the American people and the needs of our democracy, God help us all.”

[needlessthoughtsandpoordecisions]

I work five days a week, nine hours a day. I get two nonconsecutive days off and an hour’s worth of breaks every day, split into several small breaks.

My commute takes an hour to an hour and a half, one way. So a total of two to three hours.

There’s twelve hours right there.

Today, I’m working from eleven to eight. Which means I set my alarm for seven this morning so I would have enough time to wake up, take my pills, eat breakfast, have a shower, and get ready for work (physically and mentally).

I’ll get home around nine-thirty, when I’ll be so tired that I’ll eat something small I bought at a convenience store in bed, then fall asleep.

I have to wake up at five tomorrow to start at nine, so if I’m lucky, I’ll get seven hours sleep. The thing is, seven hours is not enough for me to get sufficient REM sleep (15% of total sleep compared to 25% for allists). I’ll be more exhausted than usual tomorrow, and I’ll need all of Sunday (one of my days off) to recover.

But what about laundry? And dishes? When will I take out the trash, or clean the bathroom? Will I go grocery shopping?

Short answer: none of that gets done.

Hang on, what about hobbies? Can I do a bit of painting or writing? How about a walk to the park to see the cherry blossoms? Wouldn’t I like to grab a drink with friends?

Short answer: I wish.

I… I don’t know what to do. I got my psychiatrist to write a note saying I need a week off, but how often will I have to do that? What happens when I use up all my PTO?

I’ve told my employer about my various diagnoses and they’ve been surprisingly understanding so far, but once they realize I’m not going to get better, what will happen?

I can hear them saying “We can’t promote her, she’s unreliable,” and “she doesn’t deserve a raise, she doesn’t do as much work as everyone else.”

In a world where even neurotypicals are suffering from karoshi, how are the neurodivergents supposed to survive?

[thebookewyrme]

Rotten day at work, despite it starting off fairly hopefully with me being actually awake and conscious the whole morning instead of dozing over my computer until lunch. But then I got an official oral reprimand for *checks notes* taking two nonconsecutive days off work, approved by supervisor, being out sick half a day, approved by supervisor, and requesting time for three drs appts this month. Oh and being late half an hour one time when I got stuck in traffic one morning. Also, I said the word Pornhub before a meeting because I was telling a story about my son getting in trouble at school. And I talk too much at meetings. Oh and I scheduled my post this morning after work hours (it also posts to my LinkedIn because it’s my professional blog). But it doesn’t matter, I can’t even have the appearance of goofing off during work hours.

Plus, found out today that the national union for my university pulled out of the university and left the employees high and dry. And took their money and refused to give it back. So. It’s been a day.

But, on the bright side, I’ve turned my cat into a weeb!! 😂

[bahir1997]

Several Intermittent Fasting benefits.

Our bodies put in a lot of work when it comes to processing the food we eat to provide us with a consistent source of energy. 

When we eat food, it is broken down into macro and micronutrients via digestive enzymes.

These are the most popular schedules:

The 16/8 method: Also called the Leangains protocol, it involves skipping breakfast and restricting your daily eating period to 8 hours, such as 1–9 p.m. Then you fast for 16 hours in between.

Eat-Stop-Eat: This involves fasting for 24 hours, once or twice a week, for example, by not eating from dinner one day until dinner the next day.

The 5:2 diet: With this method, you consume only 500–600 calories on two nonconsecutive days of the week, but eat normally the other 5 days.

By reducing your calorie intake, all of these methods should cause weight loss as long as you don’t compensate by eating much more during the eating periods.

Many people find the 16/8 method to be the simplest, most sustainable, and easiest to stick to. It’s also the most popular. Better sleep: Healthy sleep strengthens the immune system and makes it easier to maintain a healthy diet. Getting good quality sleep can help you feel like your best self. Healthy sleep patterns improve learning, memory, creativity, and mood. 

Lower cholesterol: Many studies show that lowering your cholesterol reduces the risk of cardiovascular death, heart attacks, strokes, and the need for cardiac catheterizations or bypass surgeries.

Better concentration: Having better concentration can help with completing tasks more efficiently. It can help you complete tasks more quickly and efficiently, increasing productivity and output. You can also produce higher quality work, and you may experience less stress.

Better sleep: Healthy sleep strengthens the immune system and makes it easier to maintain a healthy diet. Getting good quality sleep can help you feel like your best self. Healthy sleep patterns improve learning, memory, creativity, and mood. 

Lower cholesterol: Many studies show that lowering your cholesterol reduces the risk of cardiovascular death, heart attacks, strokes, and the need for cardiac catheterizations or bypass surgeries.

Better concentration: Having better concentration can help with completing tasks more efficiently. It can help you complete tasks more quickly and efficiently, increasing productivity and output. You can also produce higher quality work, and you may experience less stress.

Improved insulin sensitivity: High insulin sensitivity allows the cells of the body to use blood glucose more effectively, reducing blood sugar. Some lifestyle and dietary changes may help increase insulin sensitivity. Insulin is a hormone that helps the body control the level of sugar, or glucose, in the blood.

Weight loss: Losing weight can help someone avoid obesity and the risk of chronic diseases. However, losing fat can also mean losing fluid and muscle and reducing lean body mass. People must maintain their lean body mass for health, strength, and overall vitality.

Supports Brain Health and Function: Brain health is the state of brain functioning across cognitive, sensory, social-emotional, behavioural and motor domains, allowing a person to realize their full potential over the life course, irrespective of the presence or absence of disorders.

Manage Inflammation: Chronic inflammation is not a helpful response. With chronic inflammation, your body keeps making white blood cells. The body thinks it’s being attacked, constantly, so it makes more and more white blood cells which, in the absence of an actual injury or virus to fight, may start attacking your healthy organs and tissues.

Promotes Heart Health: Your heart is central to overall good health. It's responsible for pumping nutrient-rich blood throughout your body. It supplies oxygen while removing toxins and waste. Your heart is a muscle, and, as with any muscle, exercise is what strengthens it. The first step is to determine your target heart rate, then find an activity you enjoy and can stick with for the long run. High insulin sensitivity allows the cells of the body to use blood glucose more effectively, reducing blood sugar. Some lifestyle and dietary changes may help increase insulin sensitivity. Insulin is a hormone that helps the body control the level of sugar, or glucose, in the blood.

Weight loss: Losing weight can help someone avoid obesity and the risk of chronic diseases. However, losing fat can also mean losing fluid and muscle and reducing lean body mass. People must maintain their lean body mass for health, strength, and overall vitality.

Supports Brain Health and Function: Brain health is the state of brain functioning across cognitive, sensory, social-emotional, behavioural and motor domains, allowing a person to realize their full potential over the life course, irrespective of the presence or absence of disorders.

Manage Inflammation: Chronic inflammation is not a helpful response. With chronic inflammation, your body keeps making white blood cells. The body thinks it’s being attacked, constantly, so it makes more and more white blood cells which, in the absence of an actual injury or virus to fight, may start attacking your healthy organs and tissues.

Promotes Heart Health: Your heart is central to overall good health. It's responsible for pumping nutrient-rich blood throughout your body. It supplies oxygen while removing toxins and waste. Your heart is a muscle, and, as with any muscle, exercise is what strengthens it. The first step is to determine your target heart rate, then find an activity you enjoy and can stick with for the long run.

[marzipanandminutiae]

A fic you would write: Remember that post about the time travel seamstress' rant? How she's always being pressured to whip up outfits and no one appreciates the historical details? Modern AU: Edith is the diligent researching seamstress, Lucille is the impatient time traveler, Thomas is tech leader who's constantly schmoozing for grant money to keep the machinery working.

I love this, but a couple of notes:

Lucille is the researching seamstress (altered her mother's dresses in canon; loves learning about her big old house, and just studying quietly while nobody bothers her)

Edith is the time traveller, because the entire gist of her life is just "Edith, no." "EDITH YES"

You're spot-on with Thomas, though.

10/10 would write

[deleted9999999999]

i love finding previously opened tabs/documents/searches and shit like wow haha that’s so fucking funny i completely forgot that last night i felt so fucking stable that i typed into my spotify search bar 3 individual mitski songs to listen to just so that i could hear them and not even feel pain and chortle to myself thats so fucking funny keep it up bitch

[sleepyvirgilprompts]

Logan: Virgil, are you all right? You look more sleep-deprived than usual, which is an accomplishment.

Virgil: Don't you start. I just woke up, I'm fine.

Patton: You slept for an hour. You have had six nonconsecutive hours of sleep in the past two days. Go to bed.

[grandapplewit]

Petition for Battinson to make a live action remake of Under the Red Hood consisting of AT LEAST:

Mama by My Chemical Romance

Jason holding a gun to Batman from Bruce’s point of view, slowly fading into a tiny, scared child hitting him with a tire iron

Alfred cleaning The Case, and we can see that he’s crying in the reflection

Bruce and Dick acknowledging that Jason’s death is the thing that brought them out of their five year long stand off, and all the guilt and regret that comes with that

Timothy Jackson Drake

One hour (nonconsecutive) of flashbacks including, but not limited to: Dick leaving the manor and saying he’s never coming back, Jason sitting (TINY) in the batmobile with a burger and TWO strawberry shakes, the funeral—which consists of Bruce and Alfred (perhaps the opening scene?), Dick yelling at Bruce in the bat cave because that was his baby brother!!! And he should’ve been better to him, and finally, Bruce screaming himself hoarse holding Jason’s body in Ethiopia

[hookingminor]

baby, you make me crazy (pt 3) - tyson jost

a/n: this is more of a filler chapter sorry y’all it’s just a little shortie where tyson does some Thinking :) as always lmk your thoughts! I love hearing from you guys (i'm very lonely and without friends)

word count: 2.8k

warnings (18+): alcohol, very brief/vague mentions of sex

1 / 2 / 3 / 4

-

3. The Date

Tyson wasn’t proud of what he did after you two hooked up. For a man that claimed to not let sex get to his head and to not get attached, he did let the sex get to his head and he did get attached. Very quickly.

Somehow you woke up the morning after in Tyson’s bed, vaguely remembering him shaking you awake so you could relocate to a more comfortable mattress instead of the small couch. You passed out the second your head hit his unnaturally fluffy pillows, but Tyson spent the entire night replaying the events over in his head.

How the fuck did he end up here?

You’d shared beds countless times over the past years with drunken sleepovers and vacations, but Tyson had never been as hyper-aware of your body dozing next to his as he was right now. Your nude figure was turned towards him while you slept on your stomach, face free from the worry lines that were etched into his own face. You looked gorgeous. Peaceful and lovely and gorgeous. Like you belonged here in his bed all the time.

Tyson spent a lot of time watching you sleep, which was incredibly creepy on his part, but he couldn’t connect the dots. How had you been here all along and he hadn’t seen you like this? And what the fuck was wrong with him? There had never been a more stupid man than him right now realizing he was into his best friend.

What a cluster fuck this was.

The part that shocked Tyson even more was that he felt the same about you as he did before. It was like a fog had blurred his vision the past five years and it had finally been lifted, and now he saw you in a completely new light. You were still his best friend, you were still his favorite person, and he still loved you. It was just different now. Now he knew what you felt like clenching around him and how your nipples tasted in his mouth and the sounds you made when you came.

His heart throbbed at the thought of you trusting him enough to share that part of yourself with him, and his cock throbbed at the thought of imagining himself buried inside you again. His whole body felt on edge, really.

Usually his alarm was set for seven to make it to his nine o’clock practice, but the second his clock hit five, he was rising from bed. There was no use laying next to you for another two hours while he internally fought himself over whether or not he should touch you. He’d maybe gotten three nonconsecutive hours of sleep, but he was wired.

Still, it took everything in him to peel himself from the sheets and leave you slumbering in his bed when all he wanted to do was roll you over and take you again. He imagined he could fuck you for a lifetime and never get tired of it.

So, in his dazed love realization, he slipped from bed and threw on some running shorts and packed his practice bag and left. He wasn’t as callous as to leave you with no warning though, so he wrote you a small note and laid it on the kitchen counter for you to find when you woke up. Hopefully he could figure some things out by lunch time.

He hadn’t.

Normally when he went about ghosting someone, it was because he had no intention of seeing them again and not because he wanted to see them again so badly he physically had to restrain himself from reaching out to them.

So yeah, maybe he was a little bit of an asshole for giving you one-worded responses the first day and effectively ignoring your other texts when he was on a road trip to New York, but he had no fucking idea what to do about the situation.

Did he confess his new feelings to you? That’d seem desperate and not to mention embarrassing on his end. Your texts after you left his apartment that morning were so casual and friendly he almost felt bad about his sudden realizations. You let him know that you helped yourself to his fridge for food and that you were free the next day to grab dinner before he left for his roadie.

He panicked when you offered to get dinner and made up some lame team dinner excuse to get out of it and told you he’d be back in a week.

Three cities and a million inner monologues later, and he was still stuck at square one.

JT had asked him nearly every day what the fuck was wrong with him, but Tyson brushed him off because he didn’t want to discuss it. He could barely grapple his newfound feelings towards you, and the last thing he needed was his idiot friends trying to insert their own opinions. Especially when he’d heard it all already.

You’re perfect for each other.

How have you not locked that down yet, Josty?

You’re like an old married couple already.

Just wait, in ten years you’ll be married with kids.

She looks at you like you put the sun in the sky.

The comments meant nothing to him before, but now they overtook his brain. Were you two the only ones oblivious to it all? Did everyone else really see what he couldn’t?

Tyson half hoped the feeling would pass after he calmed down from the greatest orgasm of his life, but it only got worse. Every time his phone pinged with a message from you, his heart started racing. Every time you posted something to your social media, he watched it within seconds just to check in on you. Every time he went to jack off in the shower on the road, he thought of you. Even when he tried not to, the image of your naked body above him invaded his mind.

Fucking hell, he was in deep already.

And in all his panicking and worrying and avoiding you, he forgot that you were still set up to go on a date with Will.

Tyson came to realize he couldn’t ignore you forever, so on his fourth day back in Denver, he showed up to your place with some apology pastries (but you didn’t have to know they were apology pastries since he couldn’t exactly explain why he was ignoring you.)

Then you opened the door dressed in a floral red dress and his heart caught in his throat.

“Oh, hey, Tyson,” you greeted him, all smiles and with a fresh face of makeup. “What are you doing here?”

“I haven’t seen you in a while, so I thought I’d stop by,” he answered sheepishly, a blush washing over his face. “You going somewhere?”

You nodded. “I’m sorry. I wish you would’ve texted or something so I could’ve saved you the trip,” you apologized. “Will is picking me up in ten minutes. He’s taking me to the new sculpture exhibit at the museum.”

Tyson’s world came crashing down around him. “You’re still seeing him, huh?” His face had fallen and he clenched hard at the paper box in his hand.

“Yeah, he just got back into town yesterday,” you explained, turning back into your apartment as you left the door open for him.

He followed in and set the box on your kitchen table and waited while you disappeared into your room for a few moments.

“Would you mind putting this on for me?” You asked when you returned, handing Tyson a golden chain. His jaw tightened but nodded, clasping the necklace behind your neck and allowing himself the brief contact of touching your shoulder.

Fuck, you looked so pretty, and now Tyson was feeling slightly murderous that Will got to see you all dressed up like this.

“What time will you be back tonight?” He hoped it sounded casual to your ears.

“I think we’re going to get dinner after the exhibit, so maybe nine? I don’t know though, I might take him up on his offer to go back to his place if he asks again.” You looked too giddy at the prospect, and Tyson felt even worse now.

“Maybe hold off on that,” Tyson said before he could stop himself.

Your brow furrowed in confusion. “You said the second date was okay.”

“Yeah, but it seems to be going well, right?” He added quickly. He had to somehow dig himself out of this hole now. “I just think it’ll keep him on his toes more if you string him along a little bit. Think of it as foreplay, you know?” Utter bullshit. And now he was thinking about foreplay with you.

“Are you sure that’s the play I should be making? I did put on sexy underwear for this.” How had this conversation gone so far off the rails? Now he was thinking about what you were wearing underneath that dress. And how easy it’d be for him to slide his hand up your bare thigh and find out.

Would it be lacy? Did you prefer black or red? Or would it be white?

“One hundred percent,” he managed to stutter out.

You were resigned, but you nodded. “Okay, fine. Better check in with me at nine then to make sure I don’t do anything stupid.”

Oh, he’d be checking in with you all right. Tyson was not above faking an emergency if you did indeed not listen to his advice.

Your phone pinged with a notification. “That’s Will. He’s out front.”

Not even going to the effort of walking to your door to pick you up? Red flag.

“Lock up when you leave, okay?”

Tyson was tempted to just wait it out and make himself at home on your couch as he counted down the hours until you were home, but even he knew that’d be crossing a line. “Will do. Text me when you get home.”

He helped himself to one of the scones he’d brought, eating it angrily while he sat at your counter and thought about your legs in those heels and the necklace that dipped over the top of your cleavage. The pastry tasted bitter on his tongue.

Sitting in your apartment alone, he felt like a loser. A loser pining over his best friend while she went on a date with someone else and here he was being resentful of that fact. So he texted the only person he knew, besides you, to help get him through this funk. He desperately needed a second opinion.

-

JT didn’t ask Tyson what was wrong when his friend showed up with a six pack of beer and a haggard look on his face. He only opened the door further and let Tyson in with a deep sigh.

“I slept with Y/N,” Tyson admitted as soon as he crossed the threshold.

That made JT stop in his tracks. “You what?”

Tyson didn’t repeat himself, only helped himself to a beer by knocking the cap off with the counter. Then he took three large gulps and downed half of it in one breath. JT waited for him to continue and grabbed his own beer from the pack.

“We slept together.” Tyson didn’t want to use the word fuck because he didn’t want to belittle it even though it was purely fucking. But it didn’t feel like that for him. Fucking is what he did when he met a girl at a bar or slid into someone’s DMs. No feelings, no tugging of heartstrings, no cataclysmic realizations after sex, no cuddling for more than five minutes after, and definitely no sleepovers.

Yet he felt and did all of that when he slept with you.

“My first question is: how?” JT blinked while he processed this information. “My second question is: why? Did you two finally admit your feelings for each other after secretly being in love for years?”

Tyson relayed the story to his friend, not skipping any important details in how you got to where you did, but he left out all information about what you did because the last thing he needed was his friend seeing you in a sexual manner like that. He was already feeling murderous over Will.

“So what’s the problem? Did she catch feelings or something?”

Tyson pursed his lips and paused to drum his fingers against the side of the bottle.

“Oh shit,” JT inhaled sharply. “You caught feelings, didn’t you?”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, man,” Tyson sighed in defeat, running a hand over his face. “She’s on a fucking date right now, and I can’t stop thinking about her.”

JT watched Tyson grab another bottle and slump down on his couch while he thought this situation over. JT always thought there was something more to the friendship you guys had, and he genuinely believed you two would’ve gotten together. Then years went by and neither of you acted on anything, so JT came to accept the truth.

Tyson brought you around enough that JT knew you well, and he came to care for you as one of his own friends. He truly didn’t think a man and a woman could be platonic best friends until he saw you with Tyson, but it seems even he was wrong about that.

“I can’t lie to you, I’m surprised you finally realized this,” JT replied.

“What do you mean ‘finally’?”

JT scoffed. “C’mon, you know what all the guys say about you. I genuinely thought you guys were just friends, but damn. Took you long enough.”

“Just because they say shit doesn’t mean it’s true. Before all this happened I didn’t even look at her that way, you know? Now I can’t stop seeing her that way. I don’t know what to do.”

“I honestly don’t know what to tell you,” JT admitted. “Like, I really don’t. All I will say is she’s the best thing in your life, and I’d hate to see you ruin a good thing with something you’re not sure about. So you need to figure some shit out.”

“I know, I know,” Tyson said. “I just don’t know how to be normal around her again.”

“I don’t think you can be normal around her again. Maybe this is an opportunity for you to test those boundaries. Show her what it could be like to be with you and see if it also works for yourself. You need to know one way or another whether or not you wanna try and make this work or you need to get over it.”

“Does it help clear anything up that her being on a date right now makes me feel sick to my stomach?” Tyson asked.

“Maybe,” JT shrugged. “Still think you should talk to her about some of this shit though, too.”

Tyson grunted noncommittally. That was the last thing he wanted to do before he figured out his own feelings. He had to know what he was dealing with first. “Can we just order a pizza and leave this conversation on the backburner for now?”

“Fine, but no one’s telling Nate about it.”

-

Tyson ubered back to his own apartment, mildly drunk and feeling lighter than he did hours ago. JT kicked him out after the fifth episode of Great British Baking Show, a guilty pleasure neither of them would admit to even if there was a gun to their heads, and the alcohol had accomplished its intended goal. He wasn’t thinking about you.

Or, he wasn’t thinking about you until you texted him a selfie at ten o’clock of your face plastered in a green face mask and miniature cinnamon roll in your hand.

Thanks for bringing these earlier! You’ll be happy to know I was able to keep my libido in check (with great effort)  :(

A mixture of emotions washed over him. Happiness that he could see your face. Relief that you were home safely and not with Will. Irritation that you really wanted to go home with Will. Self-hatred because he was tempted to text you back and offer to take care of that problem for you, but he wasn’t that drunk.

He texted you back with a smile on his face because he just couldn’t help himself.

It’ll all pay off in time, he typed innocuously because he really didn’t want to talk about your date. You still coming to the game tomorrow?

You hit him back within seconds.

Wouldn’t miss it for the world. You don’t get to see Tyler Seguin play every day ;)

A chuckle escaped him. Goodnight, dork.

Night, Tys :) love you

Tyson spent hours in bed that night trying not to focus on the implication of those two words, of you saying them under different circumstances. He failed miserably, and when he fell asleep, he dreamt of you.