So This is Love
By Cybra
A/N: Jimmy, overall, never seemed like much of a romantic to me, so actual love would probably be highly unwelcome. As far as the pairing in this is, I kept it obscure for a reason. However, no, it's not Jimmy/Cindy.
Disclaimer: Jimmy Neutron is John A. Davis's.
So this was love. This was what made life "divine."
As far as Jimmy Neutron was concerned, his life could go back to perfectly ordinary. (Well, as ordinary as the life of a boy genius could be.)
His chest hurt. His thoughts were confused. He couldn't even make sense of what he was feeling at any given moment.
He wanted to run away but also wanted to stay near to the one who had caused all of this. He wanted to keep his mouth shut but also wanted to tell them.
Because of all of these conflicting signals, he had decided that love was a completely senseless problem that not even a Brain Blast could solve.
Once or twice, he'd retreated from That Person in order to try and gain control of the flood of tears that had threatened to drown him when he'd seen them with their sweetheart. Over the course of the past few days alone, Jimmy had gone from positively ecstatic to have their attention all to himself to bitterly jealous when their "friend with benefits" took their arm.
A few times, he had even sunk to irrational depression as the knowledge that this cursed feeling would never be reciprocated so that he would never understand why anyone thought it was pleasant. He'd mope for hours, worrying his parents. Several times, his mother had sat there by his side, brushing stray hairs away from his face and talking softly to him as if he were sick. Quite a few times, his father came in and attempted to cheer him with a joke or a performance with Flippy. Neither method helped.
Jimmy curled up on his side, mostly feeling miserable. He'd gotten nothing done in his lab for the past two weeks, unable to focus on equations, chemicals, or machinery. For the first time he could remember, his great brainpower failed him. All that seemed to matter was the response of a bizarre blend of hormones that created this painful emotion.
Goddard licked his face, obviously trying to help him by offering comfort. He appreciated the gesture, attempting to focus on the cool feeling of the robotic dog's tongue, but it didn't make that horrible pain in his chest go away.
He squeezed his eyes shut, wanting to stop his thoughts in order to have a moment's peace. But, no, he couldn't stop thinking and feeling, making his heart ache so badly.
So this was the miracle everyone dreamed of…