Tayor would keep quiet and just stare at Peyton, not knowing what to do, considering he's an anxious bean.

Taylor fiddles with his hands and says in a soft voice, "A...are you okay?"

Taylor shuts up, worried his did something wrong. "s-sorry."

Taylor kept quiet and eventually walked out, not wanting to deal more damage.

Amos sits next to him and puts his arms around Peyton. "What h-happened?.."

Amos sighs. "Okay o-okay. just.. calm down. you can tell m-me later.." he then puts his hands on Peyton's cheeks and wipes away his tears, smiling worriedly at him

Amos boops him. "Now.. imma m-make you laugh cause you look a-amazing with a smile!"

IKNOW-) Amos squishes his cheeks. "Your a precious l-little squishy baby and i love you s-so so much." He states

AAAAH-) Amos smiles. "So c-cute.." he kisses the tip of Peytons nose.

Amos hugs him back, just as tight. "I love y-you.."

Amos smiles and kisses his cheek. "N-now.. what happened..?"

Amos waits patiently, a reassuring smile on his face

"Aw.." Amos understands a bit and kisses his forehead. "Okay.."

Amos leans against him. "Just know i l-love you.."

"Love you m-most." Amos argues playfully.

Amos raises his eyebrows. "Wanna b-bet?? cause it seems v-very possible!"

"yes!"

Amos huffs, blushing a bit

Amos rolls his eyes, blushing ore.

*more

Amos huffs. "hhfiuvh.. your t-too cute."

Amos does more bushing and pulls the collar of his sweater up to hide his face.

Amos mumbles incoherently and leans against him

Amos then pulls his sweater back down and kisses his cheek. "bleh-"

Amos blushes and smiles wide. "H-heh."

Amos blushes more and smiles sheepishly. "❤"

Amos leans against his hand, closing his eyes. "❤❤❤"

Amos smiles and returns the gesture happily

Amos beams happily (these two are so wholesome)

Amos smiles more ((aw- oki ❤❤))

Amos bleps and yawns. ((kdis💖💖))

(she's 8'7'' btw)) Tiki: *she sits down next to him* What-t Happened?

(btw her voice is a bit glitchy cause idfk, gentics or some shit)) Tiki: I-its ok-k-k. *she sits down beside him* You-u dont ha-ave to tell me-e-e if-f i-it makes you mo-or-re upset.