Call back - Sapnap

His place

"Oh my god? Am I like dreaming or something?" I say, not realizing how unfiltered I am right now.

"I mean, I don't think you are?" He says back with a chuckle.

No sound or noise of reply comes out of me. I just sit there and stare at the man in front of me for what seems like forever.

"Are you ok? How much have you had to drink?" I hear him say as I notice he is leading me to the outside, likely to sit on a bench or something. What a jerk talking me out of the club just to wait in the line again. I mean unless-

"Hi?" I physically cannot make out any words besides that. How much did it take to make the stars fucking align so that a Minecraft streamer, that I fucking watch to go to bed every night, is at the same club as me.

"Sorry to take you away from your friend in there, you just seemed a little out of it," I look at him, with dry eyes so I'm blinking a bitch ton. Fuck I'm hungry.

"Na, I- was gon-na leave anyway," I say coughing through every other word. Why did all of my sinuses decide to just dry. Of course this happens while he's here.

I start to open the Uber app but something stops me. He's right here infront of me. Just talk to him Morgan, he's not an alien.

"So how did someone like you, a professional Minecraft player end up here?" I laugh through the professional part.

"I don't like to think of myself as a professional, but I got bored so I decided to treat myself." I look at him with one eyebrow raised as to say 'boy I know you lying'

"Fine there's a girl here that I met earlier today, and she told me she'd be here. But she was a no show, so I'm stuck out here with you." He laughs a little looking down at his feet.

"You say that as if I'm poisonous." He looks up with furrowed eyebrows.

"You say that as if I didn't first talk to you because you were reading my tweet," I look at him first, then pull up my finger to try and bite my nail, but his hand stops mine.

"You know that's bad for you..?" Oh yeah he doesn't know my name. Must've forgot it in the script.

"Morgan. And I know it's bad, but it's comforting," he laughs for second before saying, "Comforting like those 5 shots you had at the bar? I say look where you're going before you sit." I freeze with pure embarrassment. God why did it have to be him that I sat on.

"M'sorry about that, but I should probably go home," he nods and watched me unlock my phone and open the Uber app.

"Hey do you want a ride? I mean if you want. I drove here, and I'd like to say I'm a pretty good driver."

I look at him for a second before nodding and following him to his car. Usually when you get into a guys car at a club, he doesn't just wanna take you home. Then again, this is a Minecraft streamer.

I have no idea what to expect to be honest, so I'm planning on just sitting back and watching the road so I don't get sick.

•••

Fuck I fell asleep. Where am I? Did he ever take me home I'm so confused.

Fuck being confused. This is the most comfortable bed I've ever laid in. I think I'll stay here for a while, but I should probably check my surroundings.

I look over and realize last night was not just a dream.

I am in, Minecraft streamer, Nick, otherwise known as Sapnap's, bed. Which is very comfortable. But that's besides the point.

I notice he's awake. Not only awake but staring at me, staring at him.

Oh, okay!

"Oh um, sorry I would've took you home but you kinda passed out so I was like 'fuck it!'," he said so non-chalantly it made me want to scream.

I stare at him with the widest eyes taking this whole situation in. I am literally fighting demons trying not to fan girl over him and being in his bed.

But oh fuck that hangover kicks in, and I just fall right back onto the soft ass pillows he has.

"Right you must feel really bad. I'll get you something I guess," as he walks out I just close my eyes and take in the smell, texture, and softness of everything around me.

I just now noticed I don't have my dress on, but a huge tshirt and basketball shorts. I might have a question or two about that, because I wasn't wearing anything under my dress. Shit.

He walks back in and I don't hesitate whatsoever, "Did you take my dress off of me?"

He looks at me confused, then I see his cheeks get flushed.

"I mean yeah kind of, but not really? I put that shirt over it and unzipped it under the shirt in a weird way and put the shorts on you, and this is the tricky part, I pulled them up to the edge of your dress and slipped the dress over them. Then I pulled up the shorts with my hands over the tshirt so I wasn't touching anything."

As if I wasn't already in love with this man. He just made it a whole lot worse.

"You didn't have to go out of your way like that, but thank you so much. Genuinely," I feel like crying that is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Ever.

And one time when I was little I was at a birthday party and the girl gave me an extra ride on her new pony because my parents forgot to pick me up.

So yeah, the nicest thing.