the one || bo burnham x reader

five

i heard thunder and then the rain hitting the pavement.

'oh no! hopefully bo make it home.'

my phone dinged, ironically enough it was a text from bo.

bo: hey! right when i got out it started pouring. since i'll be with you tomorrow can i crash with you?

i smiled, texting back immediately.

you: yeah! of course!

a few moments later i heard a knock at my door. opening it i let bo in and he sat on my couch. he was still dry.

"you're still dry?" i asked

"it started raining just as i got out." he said getting himself comfortable on my couch.

"honestly, i'm glad you're not the human equivalent of a wet dog." i laughed, sitting with him on the couch.

he ran his fingers through his hair, "so, wanna watch a movie." he looked for the remote on my coffee table.

"sure!" i said grabbing the remote and opening netflix. the first thing that popped on screen was 'what.' "bo, oh my god! you have a netflix special? that's amazing. we should watch it!" i said looking at him in disbelief.

"if it makes you happy." he said looking down at me. we started it and a clip of bo from when he was little showed up.

"awe! you were adorable!" i said looking back up at him.

"are you implying i'm not adorable now?" he asked faking an offended look

"no, if anything you're even more adorable. i mean come on, you showed up to your friends apartment because it was raining." i laughed as sad began to play. bo but his finger up to my lips.

"shhh, listen." he whispered with a sassy tone turning my head so it was facing my tv.

the song finished and we were cracking up. time flew by and before i knew it we were on a song called '#deep'. he would explain things and how jokes were written, how the filming worked; he was really fascinating to listen to.

i got tired as 'from gods perspective' played. subconsciously, my head leaned on bo's shoulder. my laughter grew more tired and the screen would fade in and out. next thing i knew i was asleep in the abyss of darkness.

i woke up with bo's arm around me, feeling his chest rise and fall as he breathed. the tv was still on recommending some john mulaney special. i didn't want to wake him so i went back to sleep. about an hour later i woke back up shortly followed by him.

"oh, fuck, shit." he blushed not knowing what to say "i'm sorry." he said scratching the back of his head.

"bo, it's fine. want breakfast?" i asked from my kitchen.

"yeah!" he joined me in the kitchen.

"okay- cereal's over there," i pointed to the cupboards "fruits in that bowl." he looked at the glass bowl on the table. "and breads on the counter over there." i paused "sorry it's not much, i'm not used to feeding other people."

"it's fine." he said as i poured reese's puffs into my bowl.

"could you get me a bowl?" he asked

"of course! same thing as me?"

"yeah."

i made a second bowl grabbing us spoons and placing them on the coffee table. bo was back in his spot from last night and i joined him on the couch.

"thanks, y/n. you make me really happy." he said taking a bite of his cereal.

"you make me happier." i replied smugly

"oh so we're making this a competition." he said, clearly challenging me. "you make me happiest."

i sighed in defeat "fine you win, burnham."

"i always do." he said, a silence fell between us. it felt like we both wanted to say something but we were holding back. i saw his eyes move down to my lips, before i knew it our lips connected. i felt his hands cup my face. time froze, things stopped moving in midair, it was electric. he pulled away.

"y/n, i love you."