fall for me - jschlatt x reader

the call

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what were you supposed to do?
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you hadn't given a definite answer to jschlatt yet. just a simple 'maybe' to settle his persistent question. he didn't seem satisfied with your answer but he didn't push you any further, thankfully.

he was actually pretty good with respect and boundaries. you two often had banter but he never went too far and he seemed to understand the general idea of things that made you uncomfortable, and he made a great effort to avoid those topics.

-time skip-

everything was so draining. it was too much. it was piling up, suffocating you in stress and work and bottled up emotions. to be fair, you wouldn't bottle anything up if you had someone to talk to. like a therapist. or...

jschlatt.

no, no that would be stupid. he has his own problems, his own life.

but you trust him.

wait, you trust him? you hadn't done that in so long. it was like a piercing that had been left unattended, that part of your life slowly closed up. you had given up trying to trust, you assumed everyone would end up the same as aaron.

you took a deep breath. you're insane to think you trust jschlatt. him, out of everyone? it doesn't make sense. he's never even seen your face. you've never talked to him outside of texting. never voice called him.

but maybe now was the time to call him? if he was up to it, of course. he was so respectful and kind that you had to return the same energy.

you pulled out your phone and silently hyped yourself up. you would just start with some small talk, and then maybe, maybe ask him if he wanted to call.

(y/t/n): hey big shot. wyd?

he replied after a couple minutes and that was enough to make you want to back out of the call. he was busy. of course he was, he has things to do. he can't be your therapist. that's what therapists are for.

biggest fan: hey :)
biggest fan: editing a video. u?

you laughed at his name. you changed it last night when you were teasing him about being your biggest fan.

(y/t/n): just sitting around

biggest fan: as always

(y/t/n): shut up, asshole 😔

you bit the inside of your cheek, adrenaline pumping through your veins as you mustered up the courage to ask him the question.

(y/t/n): hey, so, i have a question for you

biggest fan: oh no, is this about the government? i swear i didn't burn it to the ground

(y/t/n): be quiet schlatt

biggest fan: what's your question?

(y/t/n): um, i was just wondering if you'd want to call later today?

biggest fan: call, like voice call?

your hands were shaking a little which made it a bit difficult to type back a response but you pushed through it.