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Hearing the Call {MacDoesIt x Reader}

BEFORE I BEGIN

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Scrolling through Tinder, you had no idea what to do. You got the app not for dating, ooooooh no. Not you, you're asexual and aromantic. You got the app to befriend people.

You even put in the bio of your profile: "I'm asexual and aromantic, I am NOT looking for a relationship as I'm not interested in one. I'm just looking for friends."

Yet everyone you get matched with instantly asks for nudes and tries chatting you up.

"For the sake of the Lord above me." You cursed as you threw down your phone.

You left it there for a few seconds before slowly inching back over to it to pick it up and make sure that the screen hadn't cracked. On the bright side, your screen was okay. Unfortunately, when you threw down your phone, you got matched with someone. Some guy named Mac.

His profile picture was pretty decent, you looked through his bio to see that he was gay. Now to start chatting.

Y/N: Hi.

Mac: Hi there!

You were stumped, what the hell were you supposed to say next?

Mac: Asexual and Aromantic, huh? I get you, some people just make me wish I could stay single forever, but I'm super lonely.

Y/N: Yeah, honestly, I just want friends. But everyone I got matched with just kept flirting with me or kept trying to get into my pants.

Mac: Where's the decency to keep your pants on and be genuinely nice to people that aren't interested? Like my god!

Y/N: I know right?! It gets annoying.

Mac: Well, you said you wanted to make friends, I guess I'm hearing the call! I'll be your friend!

Y/N: Awesome! That makes two!

Mac: What?

Oh yeah, earlier you matched with another gay guy and he was totally chill with you so you two became friends. You quickly responded to Mac.

Mac: Oh, so I'm not your first friend?

Y/N: Hey, if you want, we can all get together at my place and hang out. The other guy I 'matched' with seems to be your type.

Mac: I'M HEARING THE CALL! GIVE ME YOUR ADDRESS! I'LL BE RIGHT OVER!

You checked his location to surprisingly see he lived down the street from you. You grinned and sent the other guy your address, then telling Mac to leave his house, turn left, and walk until he sees the only (favorite color) house in the neighborhood.

You heard a couple knocks on the door and your new friends had arrived.

Y'all had a fun time together, and Mac did end up dating the other guy for a bit.

Now, you were one of the guests of honor at their wedding.

THE END!