New Neighbor {A Bodil40 X Reader}

Ch. 3 - The Awkwardness

You couldn't believe it. THE Bodil40 was sitting on your couch right now. You tried to act cool, but had a sudden moment when you needed to let out the fangirling. Finally, you spoke up.

"U-Um, will you excuse me, for a moment?" You said, trying not to melt at that particular moment. Then you ran to the bathroom and shut the door behind you. While in the bathroom, you tried to gather your sanity once again.

Bodil40 is in my house, and I will not freak out in front of him. I'll act like he's a regular guy, and not scream my head off. You took a deep breath, closed your eyes, then walked out like nothing happened in the five minutes that you were in there.

While you were in the bathroom, Martin chuckled a little. He knew he had run into a fan, and knew exactly what was going on. First, it was the utter shock. Then, fangirling. And last but not least, the constant pestering for autographs and things of the like. He rubbed his forehead and decided to enjoy the peace while it lasted. Martin turned around and saw the pizza on the counter, and decided to help himself. He figured you wouldn't mind, you being a fan and all.

You stepped out of the bathroom, pausing for a moment, then opening your eyes and deciding to speak.

"You are Bodil-" You paused, seeing that your pizza was gone and Martin was totally messing with your kitchen. "What are you DOING?!" You asked, confused.

~"Well, I thought I should show my neighbor who I really am. No need to put on a mask right?" He said, with his amazing accented laugh. You mentally facepalmed. Of course. Bodil was being himself, a troll. You didn't care all that much, and it was actually funny.

"Just, come back to the couch, okay?"

~"Alright. Oh and by the way," He started to say.

"Yeah?"

~"Your place is, not too shabby shabby." He said, following with a laugh. You cracked up, completely getting the joke from a parkour video.

You calmed down enough to start talking for yourself.

"Okay, so. You are Bodil40, and you are in my apartment. I am completely cool with that. And- wait a minute, what? I'm cool with that? There must be something wrong with me, I should most definitely not be cool with this. Not in a bad way, I should be freaking out but I'm not, why is that? Do I need to see a doctor?"

Martin was watching you the whole entire time you were talking to yourself, trying not to laugh too hard. He had to admit, you were hilarious! And handling the situation pretty well for a fan. Say, did you have a YouTube channel? He might just check it out.