It’s finally back! The deaf!Deadlox AU! I wrote a lot of stuff but not what I should’ve haha.
If you can’t remember what happened last time, here you go: http://kurumaka.tumblr.com/post/54179039861/deaf-deadlox-skylox-fic-you-dont-need-to-hear-my
The next day Sky didn’t ask, nor did anyone else. Guilt pooled in Ty’s stomach, making him slightly dizzy and at one point, even hurl into one of the school toilets. That made him feel even worse, so much that he could barely even keep his eyes open, so the teacher, seeing that, sent him to the infirmary.
The nurse sent him home, telling him to drink some water and not eat anything heavy like a fast food, rest a bit, and that he’d be in a “tip-top form in no time”.
The walk home took him thrice the time it normally would, his feet refusing to lift themselves from the pavement, so they just rubbed the asphalt. His mom greeted him with a cup of tea that she forced into his hands the exact same moment he took off his hoodie. It smelled like forest fruit and she put extra sugar in, just as he liked it. He took it gratefully, thanking his mother as he made his way upstairs.
He fell onto the covers, half full cup of tea set on his nightstand, and clutched his stomach, although it did not help at all. He fell asleep moments after he felt his phone vibrate.
Ever since Ty was excused, I’ve been really anxious and I could see the others noticed. Seto threw a balled up piece of paper at and I caught it before it could hit me in the face as was his intent. I uncrumpled it and in Seto’s neat cursive, there was written “Go see his after school, idiot”. I couldn’t help the smile that wormed its way onto my face as I crumpled the paper again and threw it back at Seto, missing him by literally inches and hitting the back of Kermit’s head.
He was jogging down the streets, the usual 15 minute walk only taking 10 with his speed. He stood in front of Ty’s house, pressing the bell. Ty’s mother opened the door and looked down on me while wiping off her hands with a paper towel. She was obviously surprised but ushered me inside anyway.
She went to the kitchen and started stirring something, by the smell of it they were having spaghetti for diner. She smiled at me sweetly and motioned with her hand to the counter where two mugs were seated.
“Can you please take the tea to Tyler, I need to stir this. You can take the second one if you like tea,” I nodded, carefully picking up the two mugs and climbed the stairs, which was more challenging than I previously thought with two full mugs.
I managed to open Ty’s door with my elbow, don’t even ask me how, and set the two mugs on the bedside table, next to another one, still half-full, but freezing cold now. Ty was sleeping, curled up into a small ball, clutching a pillow like one would an arm. I had to smile at the sight, he was too cute!
I picked up the cold cup and left to take it back downstairs. After coming back up, now with a buttery cookie in my mouth, I called to Ty while opening the curtains.
“Ty, wake up,” he didn’t even stir.
“Ty, come on, wake up,” I went to turn his computer on, thinking we could play Minecraft when he finally woke up. Which he didn’t.
“Goddamnit, Ty! Will you wake up already?!” I had enough, how hard of a sleeper can one be? Ty’s mother popped her head through the door.
“Adam, sweetie, why are you screaming?” she asked, looking around to see if everything was all right.
“Ty doesn’t want to wake up?” I could feel the pout making its way onto my face even though I fought it with all I got.
“Did you only scream at him?” she asked, her eyes morphing into an emotion I’ve never seen on her.
“Yeah I did,” I didn’t want to shake him, that just didn’t appeal to me.
“Oh, sweetie…” he sat on the edge of Ty’s bed, gently grasping his shoulder and shaking him a little. She was, unlike me, absolutely silent.
Ty shifted, lifting his hand to wave it dismissively, but then shot up on the bed, eyes wide. When he did that, I was that much more glad I didn’t wake him by shaking. If he did that to me, I’d probably freak out, not that I wasn’t then.
By the time I was done ranting in my head, Ty had already calmed down and was rubbing his eyes not unlike a child would. His mom then stood up and left, the door closing after her with a soft click.
“Hey, Sky, what are-“ he interrupted himself with a yawn, “-you doing here?”
“I came to see if you were alright, you didn’t look very good in school.”
“Oh,” Ty’s eyes were fixated on my face, “I’m okay, I was just a bit nauseous.” He waved his hand and moved out of the bed. He sat down in his computer chair and typed in his password. I sat next to him and he handled me the mouse, again, when he logged in to Minecraft.
“Ty?” I asked, not even having to glance to my left to know he was watching me intently. He responded with a noise that distantly sounded like “what”. “How come you didn’t even budge when I screamed at you?”
I felt him tense more than I saw him. He was quiet for a moment, and then he said something I’d have never expected.
“Because I couldn’t hear you, Adam. I’m deaf.”