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Boyfriend

Ok so I was going to write a (kinda) part 2 to Katia's story but I got distracted lol and wrote this one-shot instead cz Boyfriend by Dove Cameron is an absolute bop and that's all I've been listening to. But don't worry, I'll get part 2 done after this.

The plot of this one-shot is literally the song. Luna is in love with her straight best friend who has a boyfriend but knows she can be a much better boyfriend than him. Also, some characters from Enjoying The View show up here too :)

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Boyfriend - Dove Cameron

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I have a crush on my straight best friend. Who also happens to have a boyfriend. Fuck my life.

Sienna was my roommate, and we met during our first year of college. I had decided to take a leap of faith and share an apartment with a complete stranger who was also a freshman in my course. In hindsight, it was one of the best decisions I had ever made.

Both of us quickly learned we were kindred spirits, sharing many similar interests. We became attached at the hip, staying up late talking about small trivial things to confessing secrets, studying in the secluded library together, going on road trips to Big Sur, laughing and dancing around the kitchen in the refrigerator light.

I realised later on during our first year that the feelings I had for Sienna were more than platonic ones. I had inexorably developed a crush. The revelation wasn't a surprising one. I had known practically my whole life that I was into women, and some would even consider me a womanizer. Instead, the revelation terrified me. I knew Sienna was straight, and I was afraid confessing my crush would make her push me away. To me, our friendship was the most important thing, and I couldn't lose that.

So I hid my feelings, settling on flirting with Sienna "platonically" instead. Straight girls flirted with each other sometimes, right? I could trust my best buddy – heteronormativity – to do any awkward explaining for me.

But feelings couldn't be bottled up forever, and I made up my mind one night to confess my feelings to her. I was a fucking masochist, knowing she'd reject me yet still willing to put myself through that pain. Unsurprisingly, Sienna didn't feel the same way as I did and told me she was straight.

Weirdly, things never became awkward between us. We didn't try to purposely deny what had happened, and if my crush ever came up, we didn't treat it as taboo. It was our old friendship again, with the added nuance of my obvious attraction and infatuation, but I knew not to overstep my boundaries.

Yet, Sienna constantly confused me. She would flirt back with me and was very touchy. She was sending out incredibly mixed signals because nothing about her actions suggested she was straight. The few times I had tried to bring it up, she shut me down, insisting I was overanalysing everything. Comphet was a real bitch.

Soon we both moved on, with Sienna getting a new boyfriend, and me going back to my casual one-night stands. Jeremy was a great guy, and I even started to like him after a while.

Yea no, who was I kidding? I hated his guts. Even though I tried to be ambivalent in the beginning, I couldn't for the life of me understand why Sienna chose him. And I realised a part of it stemmed from jealousy, but there were so many other guys out there that were so much better than Jeremy was. Hell, I was even better than the guys. The bar for straight people was really on the ground.

My acrimony for him grew as time passed. I wanted nothing more but to chop Jeremy's dick off and wipe that arrogant smile off his face whenever he snaked his hands around Sienna's waist. I fantasied about different ways to make Jeremy's death seem like an accident. You know, a little slip and oopsies, he's dead? Fuck that asshole, Sienna would be mine.