JEO'S POV
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I have an idea. Arson called me hot, huh? Well, what if I show them what I really look like? It's risky, what if they think I'm ugly? But I wanna see their reaction. Maybe, just maybe, they'll think I actually am hot. They did say I give hot person vibes, after all. I open up snapchat, there's no way I'm taking a picture without a filter, and choose the one that says 'cute' all over my face. It's cringe, but I want to look at least sort of hot.
I start posing, and taking pics then saving them. I look through all my pictures. Do any of them look good? I'm hit by another wave of nervousness. I quickly choose my favourite one and attach it to the message on discord. Then, in the message box, I type 'do I still give off hot-person vibes now?'
I think about it for a moment. Then I press send.
It takes a few seconds to send. My heart is beating so fast, and I feel dizzy. I can't wait to see what arson says.
It finishes sending.
*arson is typing...*
I'm shaking.
arson: 'damn i was right'
arson: 'you are extremely hot'
arson: 'you're so pretty, I almost dropped my phone when I saw that picture haha'
OH MY FUCKING GOD. ARSON STILL THINKS I'M HOT. I scream with excitement. I've got to pretend I'm calm.
jeopardy: 'asdfgds thank you very muchhhhhh'
I wait for a second, but there's no reply. I wonder if arson has gone. I feel a sharp, stabbing disappointment. Then suddenly another message comes through.
It's a picture of arson.
ARSON IS SO FUCKING HOT WHAT THE FUCK. The butterflies in my stomach seem to move even faster. I can't stop staring at the picture of them.
jeopardy: 'oh my god YOU ARE SO HOTTTTTTT WHATTTTTTTTT'
arson: 'dsaffsdgsddsaf no thats all u'
arson: 'babygirl'
DID ARSON JUST CALL ME BABYGIRL? I'm shaking from excitement, shivers running up and down my body. Arson just called me babygirl. I don't know what to say. I like it. I want them to say it again.
jeopardy: 'babygirl'
jeopardy: 'i like that'
arson: 'shit sorry, was that too far?'
jeopardy: 'no no not at all!'
jeopardy: 'say it again :smirk:'
arson: 'whatever you say babygirl :wink:'
THEY SAID IT AGAIN. I'm struggling to breathe. I wonder if arson knows how flustered I am. How do they have so much confidence?
I always joke about liking arson on billy's server, but damn, all jokes aside I really really like them. I wonder if they like me back, or if they're just continuing the joke. I wish I knew.
jeopardy: 'dsfhhgsdhgksdakgh you're so cute'
arson: 'im cute huh? not as cute as you babygirl'
I want to hear arson's voice. I wonder what they sound like. I bet their voice is hot as fuck. The call button sits in the corner of my screen. I could so easily press it, but would they even pick up?
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ARSON'S POV
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OH MY- JEO SENT A SELFIE AND OH MY-
GODDAMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
I can feel the heat in my cheeks. My eyes are drawn to her perfect skin, her soft lips...
I can't look away. I can't fucking look away. I'm obsessed. I quickly save the picture onto my phone. I'll probably look at it more later. I wonder if I'm being too creepy.
*could it be wrong, when she's just so nice to look at*
the song lyrics play through my headphones at that exact moment. I wonder if jeo would like this song. Jeo! I need to reply to her, shit, I got distracted looking at her.
I quickly type something out: 'OH MY GOD YOU'RE SO HOT CAN WE LIKE DATE RIGHT NOW' but then I delete the message. Too far. What if she realised it wasn't a joke, that I was serious about this? What if she doesn't like me back? I type out another message and press send.
What if I sent a selfie back? Barely anyone knows what I look like, it's quite a big deal for me. But I trust Jeo, and I like her. So I hold the phone up to take a picture. I press send.
I wait for a few awful moments before she replies. Then a message comes through.
jeopardy: 'oh my god YOU ARE SO HOTTTTTTT WHATTTTTTTTT'
I feel my heart stop beating for a split second.
I try and play it off, I can't let her see how happy I am.
Jeo looks like a fucking angel and she thinks I'm hot? I can't stop smiling.
Fuck, I really really like her.
What if I were to call her babygirl? I smirk at the idea. It'd probably be stupid but I might as well say it, I can always play it off as a joke. I type in the message and send it, holding my breath.
jeopardy: 'babygirl'
jeopardy: 'i like that'
Shit, was that too far? Is she mad? Did I fuck up? I start to panic, quickly apologising. Fuck.
jeopardy is typing...
SHE WANTS ME TO SAY IT AGAIN???? WHAT???!!!!! I can feel my face heating up as I type in the next message. I've always been shit at flirting, but with her I feel better, more confident. I joke-flirt with people all the time but when it comes to the real shit, I normally don't know what the fuck I'm doing. I reply to jeo then i scroll back up to look at her selfie again. Fuck, she's gorgeous.
We keep texting, both of us replying almost instantly. I know they say you're meant to reply late, something about 'playing hard to get', but that's just bullshit. I want to talk to her now, so I will.
I call her babygirl a couple more times, blushing as she calls me cute. Then I send a message and she doesn't reply for a little bit. I get worried. Did I say something wrong? What's happening? Suddenly, something flashes up on my screen.
*INCOMING CALL FROM JEOPARDY*
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JEOSON// jeo x arson
Fanfictionjeo is a simp. arson insists on divorce. but somehow, they will make it work.