"please." noel complained, "its literally hell in there already. I don't think i can physically stand Ocean for another practice."
"but i can't sing!" Mischa defended.
"pleaaaase, you can just.. mouth words or whatever. i literally won't be able to make it though."
mischa sighed, giving in.
"fine, i'll join the choir."
Noel squealed, hugging Mischa tightly, "thank you so much!!!" To which mischa smiled, a whisper escaped his lips, just loud enough for noel to hear, without realising; "anything for you моя любов,"
Noel gave him a confused look. "what does that mean?" He asked.
"Oh.. uh.. nothing, don't worry."
as you'd expect, noel pulled out his phone to google translate it.
"how do you spell that-?"
"you really think im gonna tell you?" mischa laughed.
"worth a shot," noel muttered.
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misch<3
поет🥀: hey mischaaaaaaaaaaa?
misch<3: ye??
поет🥀: you speak ukranian right
misch<3: fluent
misch<3: also russian, english and some dutch
поет🥀: SWEET JESUS CHRIST ON A BIKE
поет🥀: ANYWAY
поет🥀: because you love me soooooo much
поет🥀: by any chance can you translate this thing for me???
misch<3: what is it??
поет🥀: idk how to spell it
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"can you just say it one more time??"
mischa said it again into the mic of noel's phone and noel sent it off into a voice message to mischa. then mischa, phone in pocket, played the message on silence.
he pulled out his phone and pretended to text someone, and replied to noel with, "that means 'my love', use protection :))"
noel gasped slightly and mischa chuckled, "i think this translator is wrong."
"i see you texting someone, you know someone who speaks ukranian?"
"yeah, my best friend mischa i told you about.." noel blushed when mentioning mischa.
".....why are you blushing?"
"im not!!"
mischa gasped, partially for dramatic effect, but mainly because of his realisation.
"do you have a crush on mischa?"
".......maybe a tiny bit."
mischa tried hard to keep a straight face, pulling it off sucessfully.
"you should ask him out if you like him!"
"but its hard cause i like two people!"
"who?"
"mischa.. and someone else you don't know."
mischa covered his mouth and pretended to cough, just as an excuse to smile as wide as he realised he could. noel liked him.. twice? He was so lucky, not just for this to happen, but for it to be noel of all people!?
"we should get to choir then-"
"wait i start today-?"
"yep, now come on!" noel grabbed his hand as usual, intertwining their fingers and walking him off to the choir room.
nothing could have prepared them for what was inside.
YOU ARE READING
Rtc Chatfic-ish (nischa)
Humorthey're online besties, noone knows eachother. Mischa gets added by constance and from there who knows what happens.. cover by me :)
