Talk:Tam Song/@comment-38498656-20191110210030

KAM Headcanon based on the one about the nicknames a couple comments under me. Also, NOTHING IN HERE IS CANON, so just because it's in here doesn't mean it does happens in the books.

Tam was struggling.

Bad.

Why was it so impossible to come up with a few nicknames for Keefe when Tam himself had so many? From what Sophie had told him in casual conversation, Keefe had started an entire notebook.

A notebook.

Tam sighed, his head thumping onto his desk with a soft thud. He had to come up with ''something. ''

Someone cleared their throat and Tam nearly leapt out of his chair.

He was going to murder his sister.

What was she thinking, letting Keefe in without telling him? Did she want to see him die of humiliation?

If he was being himself with himself, probably. But that was beside the point.

"Hey," Keefe said, leaning in the doorway in a way that seemed both casual and uncomfortable. "Just came by to make sure you were doing okay."

Tam shrugged, trying to force his brain to work in a way that was somewhat normal. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Keefe's blue eyes darkened. "I think we both know why."

Tam's feelings for Keefe were fairly recent. After Biana got together with Dex in his absense, Tam hadn't quite known what to do with himself. But Keefe had been through the Neverseen as well, and it gave them something to talk about. So slowly, mainly without Tam realizing it, his feelings towards Keefe had grown into somethign more than friendship.

On his part, at least.

"I'm fine, Keefe, really." Tam turned back to his notebook, hoping beyond hope the blonde boy would go away. Not because Tam wanted him to....but also because Tam really wanted him to.

"Hmm." Keefe walked over, peering over Tam's shoulder. "Whatcha doin there, Bangs Boy?"

"I thought you were gonna stop with that nickname," Tam muttered.

"I could call you Tammy," Keefe offered. "Tammy Boy? The Tamster?" When Tam didn't answer, he sighed. "Look, if it really bothers you that much, I'll stop. Just let me know."

"No, it's fine," Tam said quietly, ordering himself to stop blushing at Keefe's gentle tone.

"I can see you're struggling a bit there," Keefe notes, and he reached for a pencil. "May I?"

"Knock yourself out."

Keefe pulled the notebook towards him and scribbled something across the entire page. Putting the pencil behind his ear, he slowly pushed the notebook back towards Tam, who was surprised to find that Keefe's face was red.

"I have it in mine," he hastily explained. "So it seems fair that you should have it in yours....if you want."

But all Tam could do was stare at the words written at the bottom of the page.

Nicknames:

#1: Sencen

#2: 

#Best: Love of my life