BiAuthor: BindToMe69
Pairing: Big R x reader
137,467 words
Tags: True love, High school, Pining, Hardcore, Angst, Pov: first person, Fluff, cell biuughhh, Anthropomorphic, i love you Chari, Soft pop, #cuteeee, Romantic inexperience, not-like-other girls, Unrequited love turned requited, Pinned against the wall, Dreamy dreams, Making out, Beaten to death with a cucumber, self-reflection, no beta we die, omegaverse, enemies to lovers
(Author’s note: Heyyyyy, this is my first story, so please don’t judge me people!!! Please don’t ask about the anatomy of students at Receptor Secondary School, that’s up to your imagination. Stay tuned for more about Big R….)
Chapter 1: He’ll notice me
i sit in my seat, waiting for math class to begin — i’m kind of a nerd I guess. On the board are some really easy questions that i could literally do in my sleep (but not my other classmates bc they’re dumb). it’s the first day of school, so I watch everyone slowly trickle into the classroom.
i’m in the back row because i don’t want Ms.Scaryceptor to pick on me like she did last year. Everyone hates me because i’m so unique. As i start to take out my binders, preparing myself for another excruciating year, he walks in… Big R. That’s not his real name, of course. it’s actually Receptorxander, but no one has called him that since grade 4.
Big R is from the histamine family, which makes him the richest, most popular guy around. Actually, all of the histamine brothers attending Receptor Secondary School are super cool and hot, but Big R is the biggest, most handsome receptor of them all. God, what i would do to feel the warmth and security of his active site. His depth and shape is unmatched by any of the other boys at this school. He’ll never notice me. i’m just a nerd so i only have one outfit: an enormous red flannel that touches my knees, paired with old jeans that i won from a giveaway at this concert for a really underground band (Paramore), and my favourite rhinestone-speckled glasses that have frames the size of an elephant.
He starts to walk towards me. My tertiary structure is starting to denature…, this might be the day i’ve been dreaming about since i was synthesised. Just as he’s about to take the empty seat next to me, a fugly, short ACh receptor wannabe-gangster steals the chair.
“Yo big mama, how’s your summer? Ya finally ready to let me show you how us parasympathetic boys do it? I’ll give you the time of ya life”
He smells like brain juice. i’m shy so i look away, daintily.
“Fine, ignore me. Ya not even that attractive,” he scowls. i feel my eyes start to water as class begins.
Suddenly, Big R stands up and glares at the guy next to me.
“What did you say to her?” he demands, dazzling everyone with his British accent. ACh receptor looks back daringly, then puts his hands up in a show of mercy as Big R snarls at him.
Big R lounges towards me and gazes into my moist eyes. i feel my cheeks turn red. He sits next to me, and whispers, “do you want to get food together? Use my wealthsimple code PROCRASTINATOR for free $25.”
i gape at him, unsure if i heard correctly. He leads me out of the classroom into the cafeteria, and i feel my imidazole ring start to tremble. He grabs me and reassures me: “You’re so special. I feel like we’d make the perfect bond.”
i take a deep breath and put on my brave face. He gives me a show-stopping smile.
Suddenly, i’m pinned to the wall behind me by Big R. He’s so close to me that i can feel how hydrophilic he is –
The class bell rings and i snap out of my daydream, stuck next to that stinky ACh receptor instead of Big R. ACh gets up and smiles at me.
“Don’t forget my offer.” He winks and leaves the room, catching up to Big R, still oblivious to my presence. i sigh. i put my earbuds in and play the first song that pops up in my playlist:
I hate you, I love you
I hate that I love you
Don’t want to but I can’t put
Nobody else above you
He doesn’t know me yet, but he will. One day.
The Procrastinator 