POV Kwite
————————-I was sitting in front of my computer, staring at the empty discord chat between a group of my friends. Brandon aka WildSpartanz or my favorite 'fat lard.' Along with FPSDisel, Hoover, and a few others.
I tapped my fingers against my wooden desk as it made a soft thudding noise. I sighed as my eyes moved down to look at the time on the bottom right corner of my computer. The clock read, 3:02 am.
I sighed as I leaned back in my chair. I was exhausted but I was hyped on my daily addiction. Coffee. Call me lame but, black coffee was the way to go.
My heart fluttered as I heard my discord notification go off, it was only my discord server. I said gently. I loved all of my fans, I just wanted Brandon to reply back to me.
You see, things have gotten awkward between us because I admitted that I had a crush on him about, two weeks ago.
A few awkward exchanges here and there. Few hellos and many unanswered messages. I saw that he was online but it was fine.
I grabbed the mug that was on the left side of my keyboard, that was filled with my addiction. I gulped down the last few sips. It did bother me that I had left it sitting there to get cold.
However it was one of those sleepless nights...or so I thought.
I got a discord notification of a call.
Brandon.
I quickly plugged in my headphones, my heart beating fast along with the butterflies in my stomach. I immediately answered the call.
I felt like I could puke, but the thought of me me doing so amused me a little. I thought of my stomach being filled with only the black liquid I've been drinking all night.
"Hello." I quickly responded after a moment of silence. I bet he could hear the nervousness running out of my mouth. God it was pathetic.
"Hey.." He also sounded awkward.
I quickly breathed in, my anxiety kicking in full force. I opened my mouth quickly, "Listen, forget about what I said that one day. I was full of caffeine and was spewing shit from my mouth."
"You always spew shit from your mouth, you ADHD fuck." He chuckled.
It made me smile to hear him laugh.
"You shouldn't be drinking that shit anyways, it's bad for you." I could literally hear the smug bastards smile over the call.
"Yeah, Yeah. So what's up?" I said yet again being anxious.
"I've thought about it. I think I like you too honestly but- it's just hard because I'm not really looking for a relationship over the internet." He laughed gently, but he sounded upset. "I want something...physical."
I was quite. I was hit with a ton of bricks. One I was exited about the fact that he said yes in a sense, but also upset that I was then quickly shot down. I mean, yes I'm happy he likes me but...
"Then I can move there. With you. So we can be together." I quickly blurted out.
Oh god.
Why did I just say that?
Idiot- fuck.
I felt my heart stop along with my breath as I water to hear his response.
"Really...? Because I would love that."
My heart finally started to beat again. I felt over joyed.
"Than considerate it done." I smiled.
"When do you think you'd be able to make it happen?" Brandon's words spilled into my lap, it was better than coffee.
I swear.. my addiction to the black liquid was being stunted by Brandon's- well everything! He is perfect. I think I found my new addiction.
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Rip. I'm tired. Sorry- I hope you like it. Yes I will make more, cliffhanger lmfao. uwu
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Insomniac Coffee Head (Kwite x WildSpartanz)
RomanceThere will be lots of head cannons of Kwite in here, lots of gay stuff, lots of sensitive topics. Trigger warning read at your own cost. Implied smut maybe. I hope you enjoy really, this is my hyper spur of the moment insomniac nights. Excuse bad gr...