Third Person because I have no life...

Hoodie tossed and turned in bed. He couldn't stop thinking about how Masky gently wrapped his arm around his waist and flirted with him.

Hoodie sighed and pulled the covers over his head annoyed at himself for not thinking of anything else. Hoodie would doze off but in his dream Masky would be there, then he jerked awake and groaned like it was a bad dream. Hoodie closed his eyes at let his dreams take off.
His dream became sexual after awhile.

Hoodie's alarm buzzed out of control and he groaned.
He slammed his fist on the clock, almost breaking it in anger.

Hoodie walked into the living room tiredly. Instant laughter was heard. He turned his head to Toby who was dying of laughter on the couch, Masky next to him shaking his head.
" Need some pants? " Masky said awkwardly, scratching the back of his head.
This only make Toby laugh even louder.

Hoodie groaned and stumbled off into the kitchen ignoring them. He only had boxers and a T-shirt on but he didn't care. A little embarrassed though.

Hoodie made himself a cup of coffee. He realized it was 10:28 am. He's never woken up this " Late " before. He was shocked, but that explained why Toby was up and ready.

Masky walked into the kitchen without his mask on. " Hey. Is everything okay? " Masky said with a hint of worryness in his voice. Hoodie only nodded, taking a sip of his coffee that woke him up a little.

Masky pushed Hoodie against the counter. " Tell me whats wrong. " Masky said sternly.
Hoodie blushing,  gently set his coffee down on the counter and pushed Masky away sighing.

" You . Wouldn't . Understand . "

And with those words Hoodie grabbed his cup of coffee and ran to his room trying not to spill it.