One shot collection

06. Clumsy (PierceTyphoon)

Typhoon was looking at his phone like the device was about to become alive at any minute. The screen was showing a text in the message app, on which he took about an hour to decide if it was decent enough to send to that person asking him out. Still, he couldn't force himself to hit the button.

Typhoon had seen Pierce for the first time on orientation day and the latter seemed to be a little shy and reserved, but also really tall, handsome and too kind for his own good. Apparently, the senior was incapable of denying his juniors their wishes and just agreed to postponed his own lunchtime so the others could eat first. It was way too adorable and that made Phoon's heart ache in adoration for the male.

But here was the thing: Phoon wasn't shy, on the contrary, he was straightforward enough to go to the tent where Pierce was working and hand him a bottle of water and one of his own sandwiches. That way, the senior could eat without leaving the place and would add some life to his pale face. As if he wasn't already fond enough for the guy, Pierce blushed at the treats handed to him, making Phoon fall even hard for him.

The two exchanged phone contacts and texted each other whenever it was possible. Phoon was each day more enchanted by the man and already did his research to know if he was single. The good part was that, apparently, no one on the Campus ever saw Pierce dating or even hitting on anyone. The bad part was: for some reason, Phoon's nerves and self-confidence decided to abandon him for a while exactly when he was trying to decide if he should or not send the message asking the senior to go out on a date.

He even tried to post a poll on his Twitter account to see people's reaction about the task in hand, but with each new comment he got more and more confused, with his insecurities growing exponentially. At the same time, his stomach decided to growl in hunger, recalling him that he had skipped lunch that day.

"I think there is still some pizza on the fridge, let me--", he said standing up from the bed to go to the kitchen but his foot got entangled on the sheets and he ended up tripping. As his phone was still on his hand, the device split from his grip and hit the floor with a loud thud. "Please, be ok! Please, be ok! I don't have money this month to pay for a repair!", he prayed looking at the phone that until real confirmation could either be with its screen cracked or not.

Typhoon sighed and crouched to retrieve the device. He counted to three and turned it to see the screen. "Thank God, you're okay!", he muttered in relief.

But the man's peace was short-lived. After checking if the phone was okay, he unlocked the screen and was presented with the face of fear: the message was sent to Pierce. Probably during his struggle a minute before he hit the button without noticing this and now it was too late to cry about it because apparently the other had already read it and was typing something.

Typhoon has heard his whole life that when a person is dying, they can see some of their favorite memories playing in their mind, but this was probably a lie as he could confirm this now. His mind was completely blank just like a cartoon character that goes to the doctor to check their brain and the exam results show only a big hole inside their heads. With echo and all.

But soon he was snapped out of his illusions by the sound of a new message arriving.

P'Pierce:
I'll pick you up at 8pm.

Phoon wanted to yell, to run and laugh, all at the same time. He's long-time crush had said "yes" to his invitation! Of course, there was a long way before they became official as a couple, but that was a problem to his future self. The only thing that mattered now was that his beloved P'Pierce said "yes" to him.

He was filled with joy, but apparently his stomach wanted something more solid, so he went to grab that pizza afterall. However, this time he tried to be a little less clumsy.

[The End]