Ding

Another update! I fall off of my chair and grab my phone.

CrimsonCancerDrabbles has updated "(Fandom of Choice (F/o/C)) Oneshots", 'Number 126'

Finally! I scroll through my library to see the story with a glowing orange new part. I greedily open it, only to be affronted with a beginning author's note. At least I can see the reason of why Crimson hasn't been uploading, I've been a little worried since he usually updates regularly.

"Hello, my readers, followers, people who somehow stomach this shit! Sorry I haven't been writing, I was getting caught up in a girl. No, she's not my matesprit, but she's been on my thinkpan for a while. She goes to the same school as me and she doesn't know me. I don't think she can even see me. But whatever, I'll just write my loneliness in the form of a oneshot. Hope you guys enjoy."

I did read the oneshot, but Crimson's words are nagging my brain. Sure, I have a crush on them, but I know that they probably live miles, if not countries, away from me. I type a quick question about the girl and go to bed. I wonder what his type is, the girl he likes. 

I check the website where Crimson posts his work, to see if he answered my question. Nothing showed up in my tagging or notifications, unfortunately, but a noise in my classroom made me lurch out of my disappointment. I look over to see a blushing troll off of his chair. He was rubbing his knee, mild profanities whispered. I go over and hold out my hand. My school doesn't take well to trolls, so I make sure to be good because the rest of the damn people won't. He looked at me in surprise and I smile. 

"Looks like you took a bad fall, huh?"

"YES. THANK YOU."

His voice still had the chitter in it, the accent very light. He got back into his chair and I go to sit in mine. I close the tab and start on my own fanfic, having not updated in a week. Writer's blocks are bitches.

"WOW, guys, she actually smiled at me today?? I know I'm overreacting, but she actually smiled at me and helped me out when I fell! Okay okay okay, back to the oneshot."

Huh. The girl seems to be nice. I smile at my phone, happy that Crimson was happy, but my heart aches. I do love his writing and conversations. A comment says to ask her to hang out, little heart emojis in between words. I want to meet him, just once would be nice. I let my arm fall from the air, my phone lading on my stomach. I sigh and plug in my phone, dreaming of what Crimson would look like.

"HEY."

I look over to see the boy that I helped by my desk. I quickly exit out of the fanfic website and I felt my ears get warm. He rubs his arm in nervousness and rocks on the balls of his feet.

"I WAS WONDERING IF WE COULD HANG OUT SOMETIME? LIKE AT LUNCH OR WHATEVER?"

I didn't have any plans, so I said yes. We walked to a deli close by, talking all the while. His name is Karkat, and he's an absolute sweetheart. He loves romcoms and crabs. He even had one of those keychains of a crab, that you'd get online for seven dollars. I saw him smile a few times, even though he says he's usually sullen and grumpy. 

We hung out a few more times, him occasionally coming over. We even freaked out about F/o/C and talked about our favorite characters. 

He left one night and Crimson wrote another oneshot. I blink at the brightness of my screen and see 

CrimsonCancerDrabbles has updated "F/oC Oneshots", 'A/N, Fuckers!'

Maybe he actually hung out with this mystery girl! I skim through the notifications to tap on his story.

"So, I realized I'm fully in love with her. She's smart, funny, quirky, and knows how to take insults ad through them back at the perpetrator. She knows how to make me smile and blush. She even likes this fandom, which I'm in (DUH)! She helped me up after I fell from my desk in school. She hangs out with me at lunchtime and I went over to her house today... Y/n L/n is the best person I swear I have ever met."

Wait.

I read it over a few times, not really believing my eyes. My face involuntary turns red and a goofy smile lights my face. I stuff my face into a pillow and squeal, it's a dream come true! I shakily press the comment button.

"@  CrimsonCancerDrabbles, I didn't know you wrote fanfiction like me, Karkat. I'll see you tomorrow at lunchtime, right? ;)"

I press post and eagerly wait for his answer, which makes me laugh once it's there.

"OH SHIT HI YEAH, I'LL SEE YOU AT LUNCH."

I smile to myself and log out of my account, my face planted once more into my pillow. I can't believe that Karkat is Crimson! It's almost like my life is a fanfic now!

**See what I did there?? hahahahahah I'm so tired. I hope you enjoyed the oneshot! Bye.**