Hi everyone, and welcome back to another episode of...
✨ gay panic! ✨
I pick up my phone and call Oikawa. I've learned now to never ask Iwaizumi for advice. It rings a few times before he picks up the phone.
"Yahoo~ what's up Hanamaki?"
"OIKAWAAA I NEED HELP PLEASE." I shout into the phone and hear Oikawa yelp. I try to bring my breathing under control, but fail. Miserably.
"Jesus you're loud! What's up? You sound like you're having a full on panic attack." I hear Oikawa sit down on something, and I hear a hint of worry in his voice.
"Mattsun wanted to facetime and I'm freaking out! I mean, what if he doesn't like me? What if I'm not the guy he thought I was? What if I don't look as pretty as I do in my shoots? What if-"
"TAKAHIRO HANAMAKI SHUT THE FUCK UP WILL YOU?" As soon as Oikawa started screaming into the phone I immediately shut up. "YOU TWO HAVE BEEN TEXTING FOR A WHILE AND IT'S ONLY NATURAL HE WANTS TO FACETIME. I GET THAT YOU'RE NERVOUS BUT IF HE GENUINELY LIKES YOU THEN YOU'LL BE ABSOLUTELY FINE. GET OVER YOURSELF. AND EITHER WAS YOU'RE HOT AS FUCK, SO DON'T THINK HE WON'T LIKE THE WAY YOU LOOK!"
"Scary..."
"What are you wearing right now?"
"Sweatpants."
"Is that it?"
"Well yeah."
"PUT ON A SHIRT!"
"Oh yeah, I forgot" I can imagine Oikawa facepalming right now. I walk over to my closet and take out a plain white turtleneck. Throwing it on, I walk over to the bathroom door. Walking in, I take a look in the mirror. My skin is perfectly fine, no need for concealer or anything, but my hair is a mess. "Oikawa, thanks for calming me down. I'm gonna go now, okay?"
"Kay, bye bitch" Oikawa hung up the phone and I put the phone down.
I get out a comb and put some water in my hair. after brushing it out, I reach for the gel. but before I can, my phone starts going off. Oh shit. It's mattsun. I rush out of my bathroom and set my phone up on my desk. My desk definitely isn't the cleanest, but it works. I sit down in my desk chair and take deep breaths. Then, I answer. I'm immediately hit with shouting.
"SAW YOU HANGING OUT WITH CAITLIN YESTERDAY."
I smile, immediately knowing what hes doing. "RE-REBECCA IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK-"
"I WON'T HESITATE BITCH" Mattsun says, holding up a nerf gun. We both burst out laughing, and I stare at Mattsun as he's laughing. He looks amazing, really. It's like he got 10x prettier. I can feel myself blushing and I desperately try to stop it. Sadly, I couldn't. "Oi, Makki, are you okay?"
I feel myself blushing even more. His voice is so hot. I don't know if I'll be able to make it through this facetime. "Yeah... I-I'm fine!" Oh my god. Did I just stutter?
"Okayyy" Mattsun's face suddenly lights up, and he gets super excited. "Oh! I wanted to show you something! Hold on."
Mattsun gets up, and I stare at his ass. "Damn Mattsun, whatchu doing out here with all that ass? Double cheeked up, on a thursday afternoon, hella assed."
Mattsun turns around, slaps his ass and winks at me. Why was I the one left flustered? Mattsun walked off the screen, and I start getting sweaty. I look at the screen again and notice he's still gone. I get up and take my shirt off, kinda just staring at it for a second as Mattsun fills my head. Dammit, why am I so gay? I throw the shirt somewhere in the room and look back at the facetime. Oh. My. God. Mattsun was staring at me, with a weird look in his eyes. I mentally scold myself for not turning off the camera. It seems like he hasn't noticed that I knew he was staring.
