Projection (Male reader x Female OC)

023

Sitting on the island browsing on my phone, the thought crosses my mind, "So what are we doing when either of our parents starts noticing that this age-old friendship of brotherhood between the two of us didn't pan out exactly the way they thought."

"I think there is no need to stress about the details."

I furrow my brow as I state, "Something tells me your dad is going to bash my skull in."

"Or invite you into the family with open arms considering that even when I was struggling with this shit, you helped even though it was just as weird for you rather than just letting me suffer alone."

"Are you saying I was good for something?"

"Well... yeah."

I scoff at her answer. "Surprising answer."

"I mean I do go out of my way to call you names, tell you how terribly inadequate you are as a man and so on but at least I will be honest when it comes down to you being a good friend and helping me when it mattered the most."

She quickly adds after that, "And probably did it because you saw your chance to not be an incel but I can respect the hustle."

"Shut the fuck up."

"Yes, daddy."

I lift my head at her to see her watching me with a mischievous smirk, "I... really don't know how to feel about that."

"Well, I call my dad, dad, or father, or my one and only. The last one especially if I want something."

"Which is nine times out of ten."

"Yep."

Then finally turning around she places a bowl in front of me, "And this is?"

"Curry noodles. I would usually make myself these but considering I hang out at your place more than often I don't get a chance to make myself my favorite so now I am spoiling you with my exceptional cooking skills."

She walks over sitting her bowl down, then watching me intensely. "What?"

"Well, I am not going to eat until you tell me what you think about it."

"Fine. Fine."

I look at it, it has a light orange look about it due to the curry sauce but I am trying to figure out if this is just spicy noodles or actually something that won't burn my nose and throat away before I am able to get something to drink.

At least it looks tasty.

I lift the fork with my first mouthful, while Rin watches me like a puppy that gets fed properly but acts like it was never fed.

It has definitely some spice to it, but it still tastes flavourful enough that I won't end up just dousing the bowl with tomato sauce because sometimes people just don't know how to make good sauces.

"It's not bland."

"Thanks for the family-friendly review."

I shake my head at her, "It's pretty strong, but not terrible."

"Okay, but have you tried giving me a normal compliment?"

"I like it," I smile at her.

"Somehow I don't even know if I can trust that smile."

"What do you want me to say?"

"That I am an amazing chef and you would love to have me cook for you again?"

"You know if you keep serving me the same dish it will start becoming stale."

"I can cook more than just this!"

"I'm sure."

She grumbles to herself, then pulling her bowl closer to her she states, "Here I was thinking that I'd pin you to the couch after the food settled but now I think you don't deserve to have a good time."

I counter, "As if you aren't obviously doing this to make me feel bad and you are going to do it anyway."

She lifts her shoulders, "Nah. Fuck you."

"Fuck me yourself, coward."

She looks at me with an annoyed glare, "Shut up and eat your lunch. We both know you don't even know what the fuck to even do when it comes to sex."

"Low blow, Rin."

"Low blow, Rin," she mocks me, before lifting her fork to get a mouthful.

I enjoy my lunch with her, it feels nice not being the one constantly having to make just simple meals for an after-school snack and eat something nice like this for a change. Though I don't think she is going to do this every day.

She pushes her bowl away, "Okay but we kinda do need to decide on how we are going to tell our parents."

"Why?"

She cocks her head, "So picture this-"

"I kinda don't want to."

"Let's say you grow a pair and you manage to lead me into your room."

"It's not that hard but sure, and it also doesn't make sense using my room because Mom doesn't come into my room and she usually comes home super late and wouldn't bother to check up on me because I am asleep by then."

She sighs, "Okay so picture the two of us on that couch and my tongue is down your throat and my dad decides to come home from his break."

I purse my lips thinking about a solution, "Okay let me ask you this first. Does your dad consider me like a son?"

"I guess?"

"Perfect. I am already a son-in-law if we want to go that route."

"Please. I beg you, when he walks in and sees us, I want you to use exatly that excuse just to see the reaction."

"No good?"

She shakes her head, "Terrible, but I am curious."

"Sex life?"

She narrows her eyes, "I'll let that one slide for now. Also now that I think about it women experience diffirent orgasms and I heard that men wouldn't be able to handle it so the question is... do I die?"

I furrow my brow, "Maybe you just experience something good in your life for a change?"

"You know that also means I need to orgasm in the first place."

I lift my hand as if to inform her about something super important, "I honestly have no idea what I am doing and was willing to die a virgen."

She nods, patting my shoulder, "It's okay. I also thought you were going to die a virgen and I felt so bad for you I changed my gender just so that even my best friend could experience it once."

I shoot her a disgusted look, "Please. Stop doing that. Don't ever do that."

She snorts, "This really tells a story about gender and how it doesn't matter unless you want to discuss the ever growing problem that is the wage gap."

"I heard a joke about this somewhere."

She nods, "Yes. We choose to get underpaid because we choose female doctor instead of doctor. Chuckles a coulpe of times."

"Way to ruin it for me."

"What I am trying to say is when it comes to the beautiful thing we call love, and attraction. We look at the souls rather than the face."

I nod, "Yeah, fuck faces whoever she is."

Rolling her eyes, "Insufferable."