build-a-boyfriend ; chensung

III

chungha directed chenle to sit on the opposite side of the desk. he hesitantly sat down and felt his leg bounce up and down slightly.

the female pulled out a laptop and opened it. chenle awkwardly cleared his throat. "so- uhm... not to be y'know, rude or anything, but why the hell am I here?" she raised an eyebrow. "it says something that you showed up." chenle rolled his eyes.

"it's not like I wasn't going to check out what this random place was." she only smoked. "curiosity killed the cat, but that's not the point." she began typing on her laptop, and chenle wasn't sure where to begin.

"what like- what do you do here?" she glanced at the male. "what? you don't know?" he shook his head. "wow, ok. definitely need to get on the staff running publicity. but anyways, I guess I should explain it."

chenle nodded signalling her to continue. "alright then. I feel like you should know, the only possible reason I can think of why you're here is because you're closested." chenle let a small squeak of shock escape his mouth.

"w-what makes you say that?" she smirked. "well I mean it's not like your ugly, and it can't be because you can't find anybody your type. with what I can see you have the boyfriend material gene in you. it's simply that you just don't know how to openly come out and say 'I'm gay!'".

the male could feel heat rising up his face. "ok alls you've done so far is expose me and that's not very cash money of you. can you continue?" she nodded.

"what's the best way to put this? you don't want to be single today, right?" he scoffed. "I don't remember saying I was cool with being asked questions yet for some reason I feel obligated to. anyways I guess so." she smiled again, something the staff here seemed to do a lot.

"uh huh. exactly. now, what if you didn't have to be? you could be with anybody you wanted..." chenle couldn't help but interrupt. "sounds a lot like tinder doesn't it?"

"maybe, if you don't count the murders and human trafficking. and the people not being real." that caught his attention. "wait- not real? like- fake? those damn snakes-"

"no no no." she shook her head. "as is, AI. artificial intelligence? that is what we do here." his mouth hung open slightly. "Yoo, wait really? that's so cool!" chungha nodded.

"alright, now that that's taken care of I need you to answer s few questions. let's start easy. what's your sexuality? what's your specific type? personality? age? name?" chenle sat for a minute. he didn't know these all off the top of his head.

"you can take your time. no need to rush." chungha reassured.

how do you answer these? do you just go "yeah I'm gay, these Korean guys here are pretty hot and they all seem to be some pretty dope ass people, I'm not out here trying to date some 70 year old man , no thanks grandpa I don't need a sugar daddy just yet, oh yeah and when it comes to names how about we turn to disney and make it Alfredo Linguini? stan ratatouille."

"perfect. got that all down." chenle's face flushed again. "oh shit I said that out loud huh-" "yeah, you did. that was faster than I expected." she continued to type on her laptop.

"you sure you want to leave the name and age blank? you're going to actually get an old man with two pasta types for a name." he shook his head. no, I just don't know what to put."

"alright, well we can come back to it. let's get into a bit more detail. hair color? eye color?"

"hmmmm... I don't have a preference to be honest. as long as it isn't bright neon or something I can care less." she nodded continuing to type.

"ok. I should go over everything real quick. so I just decided to put in what I thought would make a decent human being for what you couldn't decide on, you let me know if you can't vibe with it." chenle nodded.

"we have a male, around 16-17 in age, blondeish-orange dyed hair, brown eyes, Korean, and now we just need some others like height, and for sure still a name."

"alright.. I don't know, make him like 5 foot 10 inches long." she choked on her coffee she attempted to take a sip of. "Jesus Christ I hope that's not in the way I thought it was for, I really hope you're talking about height still." chenle didn't catch on at first, but finally realized and shook his hands trying to indicate 'no'.

"alright. I have a way for you to try and figure out a name. just brainstorm on a piece of paper and we can go along and cross out what doesn't sound nice." she handed chenle a piece of paper and a pen. "thanks. I have not one creative bone in my body so prepare to be here for the next 2 hours while I proceed to name off colors and foreign cheeses."

{don't ask me why it took me like 3 hours to write another chapter I actually did things with my life but now it's time to get saucy}