{Fedya x Male Reader}

Crush Culture

Y/N POV:

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Fedya and I had been friends since 3rd grade, inseparable introverts who love being lonely together.

It's now 5 years later, I'm sitting in Mr Jackson's math class, bored out of my mind, already knowing the answer to the seemingly endless math problem that was being explained.

I only realized that I was staring at Fedya when Mr Jackson asked me some useless question.

"Hello there, earth to Mr y/l/n?" the teacher repeated as I quickly averted my gaze from Fedya to Mr Jackson, mentally praising myself when I noticed that Fedya was still doodling in his notebook, not bothering to pay attention to anything else around him.

"Yes, Mr Jackson?" I replied, trying to make it seem as though I was not just staring at my best friend. 

"I'd like you to write the answer to this question on the board since you've been so invested in our lesson,"

"Oh, yeah, sure," I murmured back to him. He then sat carefully watching me as I wrote the correct answer and formula on the board.

"Great work y/n!" He affirmed with a forced smile.

"Don't sweat it," I said in the most monotone voice I could have ever done. I went to my chair, two seats across from Fedya's and sat down.

"So class, I'm going to give you a project that you guys have to do in groups. What you'll be doing for me for the next two weeks is a series of social experiments. I know you are confused because this is math, but I've been asked by Mrs McKenna, your Art teacher, to explain it to you given the fact that she won't be in for the rest of the week,"

"Shit," I whispered to myself. I hate group projects, especially when you're grouped with the wrong people.

"I'm going to call out the people I'm grouping together in a second, just let me find the li-" "Sir, it's on the table next to the board," So, Fedya was actually paying attention.

"Thank you Fedya," the teacher replied, internally rotting after being told something he was looking for was right before his eyes.

As he called out the groups, I waited for mine. "Fedya and y/n,"

YES. Finally, a decent person was grouped with me. you watched as Fedya went to the front of the class to get a card, determining what kind of social experiment you'd be doing.

He came back with a yellow card. "Heyyyy bestieee," he exclaimed. "Hey Feddyyyy,"

"So, what does it say?" you asked. "LGBT+" he replied, showing your confusion on his face. "We could just ask Mr Jackson after class since it's last period and everything," I said. "Ok, cool," he agreed.

"How's it going?" he asked. "pretty good, I guess, how's it going with you?" "Eh, life is still pretty shit, but we gotta still be here, am I right?" "Yeah definitely,"

After class, I waited for Feddie at the door while he went inside to ask Mr Jackson about the category we had gotten.

"Apparently we have to act like a couple for the next two weeks," "Oh, how?" I asked, even though I knew the answer. "I have no idea, all I know is that we have to do it in public and record people's reactions, I guess it should be fine, you're pan/(whatever sexuality you are) and I'm bi so we won't be uncomfortable," "Very true,"

"Hey, you wanna hang out, we don't have homework today?" Fedya asked, catching me by surprise. "Ok, sure" I replied.

It was a Monday, so Fedya and I had different classes, therefore I had homework and he didn't. as we walked to his house I told him, "You know Fedya, I actually have a little bit of homework, so you're going to have to let me do it while I'm at your place," "You officially have permission to do your homework at my house. Also my parents arent home so you know what that means..." "Yep, you can scream as loud as you want to," "Fuck yes,"

We walked into the house still laughing. I walked into his room and put my bag down before texting my mom, letting her know I'll be at Feddie's House:

Momma <3

hey mom, im at feddie's might be home a bit later :)

ok honey, make sure you eat.

 AND USE PROTECTION!!!

shut up maaa!

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"My mom says it's okay," I  said as I took my out English homework.

"What do you have to do?" Fedya questioned. "Don't know yet," I replied. "Idiot," "Dumbass, I never asked what I had to do, I literally just took the homework,"

"Fuck, I have to read 5 chapters of this book," I whined to Fedya. 

"OOOH, READ IT TO ME," Feddie suggested, you agreed.

You sat on Fedya's bed while he was on his chair in the corner of the room while you read to him. Suddenly he got up to leave the room. "Where are you going?" you asked him, "I have an idea, just stop reading for a second," he replied. 

I waited in the room for about 2 minutes before he came back with a buck of pillows, blankets and a small Bluetooth speaker. "We are both uncomfortable so I brought something to make it better," he said, seeming proud of himself for taking 'initiative'. 

He proceeded to put down all the pillows and blankets on the floor in a small corner. I made my way to the little area he had set up across the room. I sat down next to him with my book and he told me to keep reading while he ate his chips.

All of a sudden I felt something warm pull me. I looked up from but the book and I realized that Fedya had pulled me into his lap. "Feddie, what the fuck?" I asked, confused. "I'm practising for when we're in public!" "Feds, that's dumb," "I know,"

Once I had finished my book I moved off Fedya's lap and connected my phone to the bluetooth speaker. I played a Conan Gray playlist. Crush Culture came on first and Fedya and I were dancing and singing at the top of our lungs. "Do you have a crush on anybody?" Fedya asked, out of the blue. "No, crush culture makes me wanna spill my guts out," I joked.

If I was honest, I would have told Fedya that I had a huge crush on him. But I was not honest.

"haha, funny," Fedya said sarcastically, "Yes, indeed so," I replied.

We laughed and stared into each other's eyes. Fedya started moving slowly towards me and I did the same. Then...

His dad walked into the room.

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a/n: I hope you enjoyed chapter one. I haven't reviewed this many times but if you have any inquiries you can let me know. please don't use my stories without consent. ill love you forever if you vote <3

Wordcount [chapter]: 1166 words.