Always Had Eyes For You

Three

Searcher was in college for about a year now, still holding constant contact with Kaiver like he promised.

One day in class, Searcher was on his phone, texting away when his friend sat next to him. "Ooooh who ya texting? Your girlfriend? Wait, no! Boyfriend?" The girl smiled as she wiggled her eyebrows at Searcher, who only laughed.

"No Bophie, not my boyfriend. Though I wish he was. God I love this man, and have since I was 17 I think. Maybe even 15, but alas, he'll never like me." Searcher sighed as he set his phone down on his desk, grabbing his pencil and sketchbook to start sketching away. Bophie looked over at his phone to read the name.

"Kaiver? Whose Kaiver? Wait.. WAIT YOU MEAN YOUR UN-" Bophie's sentence was cut short as Searcher covered her mouth. Bophie, surprised, licked Searcher's hand who pulled away in disgust. She then aggressively whispered. "Kaiver?! The guy you say is your uncle?! Dude-"

"He's not my biological uncle! NO blood relation! I called him uncle because he's my dad's friend!" Searcher aggressively whispered back. "Listen- it's weird I KNOW but you have to understand- the man is good looking! I've lived with him and- being a guy I've watched porn and you have too, I've seen the shit you watch you little freak, and it started to get me to think. And I thought, I thunk. And I thunk that he is hot! I've seen him shirtless and ugh- Bophie!" Searcher gently shook the girl by the shoulders. "What I would give for this man to kiss me on the lips and say he loves me then ruin me. This man is the best man I have ever seen and met in my LIFE." Searcher went to talk some more before he phone went off, so he looked. Seeing Kaiver was calling him, he grabbed his phone and answered. "Hey! What's up? Your spare glasses? Junk drawer, but you already checked you say. Uhm, try the bottom left drawer in my desk, the slim one. If it's not there, check the attic. Might be in one of the newer totes in there." Searcher leaned back into his chair, listening as Kaiver walked around in search of his spare glasses.

"Searcher! You're needed in the student council office!"

Searcher pulled his phone down a bit. "Coming! Hey Kav, I gotta go for a second, I'm gonna leave you with my friend while I do a quick run. I'll be back in 10 minutes, promise." Searcher handed his phone to Bophie, who awkwardly took it, before getting up and jogging out of the classroom.

Bophie sat there for a second before she put the phone up to her ear.
"HI Mr.. uhm- I'm sorry I-I don't know your last name haha!" Bophie laughed nervously as she wanted to eat the desk in front of her.

"Ah, hello dear! Call me Kaiver, please. I have a feeling you're the friend with the very unique name.. ahh what was it again? It was a common name but better.. mm, ah! Bophie! Are you Bophie?" Kaiver's deep, yet silky voice came from the other side of the line, which made Bophie's cheeks heat up a bit. Not only did he sound hot, but Kaiver new her name.

"O-oh! I- yeah! My name is Bophie! Has Searcher told you about me? I hope he's said good things about me. But how did you know I was Bophie, Mr. Kaiver? I could've been any of his friends." Bophie hummed a little as she talked on the phone with Kaiver, who was still busy looking for his glasses.

"Yes yes, all good things! And I had a feeling it was you because, don't tell him I said this, but he doesn't have many friends. At least, not many that he talks to me about a lot. He really likes being around you, he said when he first saw you on the first day that you were the prettiest woman he's ever seen and that he'd love to be friends with you. And he immediately called me to say how he talked to you and called you pretty than ran away, haha! He said he can't wait to bring you home to have sleepovers and things like that, ah! Bring you home as a friend, I should clarify." Rustling could be heard on the other side as Kaiver opened a drawer to poke around in it. "Where are my.. Aha! There they are, thank goodness for Searcher holding onto my spares." Kaiver hummed as he put his glasses on before returning to the phone. "What about me? Has Searcher said good things about me?"