"T- trump senpai.." Elon murmured, staring astonished up at the president elect. Elon's face bloomed a pink hue and his hands clamped at his sides, grasping at the air to calm himself. Trump chuckled and raised a brow smugly, "Elon kun, I saw your edit on twitter". Elon's eyes widened, he felt his chest tighten with fluster. "I- I can explain s- senpai-!" He stammered before getting cut off while trump brought his finger to elon's soft lips. Trump smirked proudly and scoffed, "Did I say I was upset?" Trump lowered himself to elon's level and cupped his face in his large calloused hands. "You're so kawaii, elon kun.." He whispered lowly. Elon couldn't help but whine under his breath, "I- I.. m- mr. President senpai sir.. Y- you- you're so sugoi.."
I'm not okay.