You Flex Sealed My Heart - Phil Swift x Obama

Chapter 1

Obama sat at his laptop in his office, going along with his usual routine as he did some nights. His wife Michelle had already gone to bed, leaving him alone at night to browse the web. He had finished his work that day anyway and wanted to do something that'll take his mind off the important job of being president.

The president had a lot on his mind currently. It was stressful running such a shit country with dumbass people. Obama wished his life was simpler. A small countryside home in Italy. It's what he dreamed of.
Obama wasn't sure if he loved Michelle much anymore either. The two had children and he couldn't get a divorce in order to not hurt the family. That's a problem for another time though.

Obama browsed through YouTube, a seeing a bunch of videos he has already watched before. Slime ASMR, mukbangs, dream team, corpse husband, among us. He'd seen it all a million times. It was all very boring watching the same videos over and over again.

He sighed quietly and continued to browse, wondering if he should just go to bed. Obama didn't want to sleep in a bed with Michelle again like he'd been doing for the past years. It made him feel strange in a way, like it wasn't him.

Obama was nearly about to give up before stumbling upon many 'Omegle' videos.

"Omegle?" Obama asked himself as he clicked on one. He watched part of it, the video wasn't very funny.

He's never been on the website before. It seemed very exciting to him. A way to make new friends and meet new people? It sounded amazing! He needed a few other friends anyway.

The website was for 18+. He certainly hoped he wasn't mistake for a child. Obama did think he was pretty young and good looking.

After clicking on the website, Obama looked at and thought for a moment. He wanted to meet someone who had the same interests as him. Obama didn't just want to meet random strangers. He wanted to meet someone he'll connect with.

It took a moment to finally think of what he wanted to put it Obama just put simple interests. He typed in 'dogs'. Every nice person liked dogs.

Obama set up his video cam and sat in his chair, clicking the button to connect with someone.  At first he'd gotten a teenage boy, who immediately skipped after seeing him. It made Obama sad. They both liked dogs so he figured they could be friends.

Obama spent a few hours that night on Omegle talking to a bunch of people about dogs. A few of them were nice and some people weren't. The real mean ones insulted him because he was a liberal party president. Sometimes he even got recognized.

It was a nice feeling that he got recognized and people liked him. He was president so of course people would know who he was. Obama met some nice fans on there, people who really agreed with him and said they voted for him past election.

However, there was still the feeling of unsatisfactory with Obama. Talking with everyone made him feel appreciated but he wanted something more. An actual friend.

It took a while to decide what else Obama should put as his interests but he finally decided to put something everyone loved. Flex tape. It was very admirable and everyone knew about it. There had to be a few friends with a flex tape interest.

Obama talked to some more people but there was no one of his interest again. He was about to give up until he was matched with one particular person. Phil Swift?!?!

"Phil Swift here from Flex Tape!!" Phil immediately said. "President Obama?!"

Phil Swift and Obama were both surprised. Obama didn't think he would meet such a person on Omegle. Phil didn't think he would meet the president either.

"Phil Swift? The Phil Swift?!" Obama quickly said. "I'm a huge fan. I use your products all the time." He was very excited to find such a person on Omegle. Obama didn't think it was even impossible.

"I'm honored, president Obama. I voted for you last election. I can't believe you used my products." Said Phil Swift. He was also very excited to meet the president.

Obama and Phil Swift chatted all through the night. The president didn't know what it was but there was something addicting about Phil Swift. He was fun to talk to but it was something else. Was it his big nose? Friendly smile? His salesman voice? It all made Obama's knees week. He never felt this way about someone before, not even Michelle.

Phil thought the same about Obama. He loved to talk with him, especially the president. His dark skin drew Phil in along with his calming president voice. Phil also liked the idea that Obama was president. He was a business man, Phil liked that about someone since he was also a businessman.

The two finally ended things after an hour or so. They exchanged numbers and eventually left the website. Obama didn't want to though, he wanted to keep talking. At least he had Phil's number.

Obama thought it was too late to text him, it was nearly 2:30 in the morning. He didn't usually stay up this late but he was willing to for a new friend. He would just text Phil good morning when he woke up late.

He yawned quietly, getting up from his laptop to go change. Obama yawned and changed into his satin pajamas. Michelle always told him they were too girly but Obama was president, he wanted to wear expensive pajamas.

The president crawled into bed next to his wife, feeling that same feeling from earlier. The one where things didn't feel right. He just sighed, finally falling asleep after a bit, thinking about his new friend he made that day.