|| INTO THE REAL WORLD || Boboiboy × Reader

CHAPTER 3 *(edited)*

*(Re-edited)*

(Y/n) Pov:

My alarm clock rang at exactly 5 a.m., jolting me out of my sleep. I groggily opened my eyes and glanced outside the window, only to find that it was still dark outside.

Letting out a sigh, I turned my gaze to my right and saw Boboiboy peacefully sleeping beside me. It took me a moment to realize the reality of the situation.

"So, it wasn't a dream... the boy I've had a crush on for years is actually sleeping right beside me," I thought to myself, feeling a blush creeping up my cheeks as I internally screamed in excitement.

"Done staring...?" Boboiboy's sudden question startled me, causing me to jump slightly.

"Y-Y-You're awake?" I stammered, my face turning even redder. The embarrassment of the moment was almost unbearable. He smirked at my reaction.

"Well, yeah. I always wake up at this time every day for missions, you know!" Boboiboy replied, getting up from the bed and stretching his arms, a yawn escaping his lips.

"Every day?" I teased, a playful tone in my voice.

"Then why did Admiral turn red like a tomato and literally throw you and Gopal out of the room that one time after 7 o'clock?"

"T-That was just one time," he protested, trying to defend himself.

"But I have to say... I haven't slept so well in years. This bed is really comfortable and soft," Boboiboy said, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"Oh, so you like sleeping on other people's beds... I see," I remarked with a mischievous grin, causing him to turn as red as a tomato.

I couldn't help but giggle at his reaction. He was about to protest, but before he could, my mother's voice interrupted us.

"(Ni/n), honey! Are you awake?"

"Yeah, Mom, coming!" I replied, my blush still lingering. I turned to Boboiboy.

"(Ni/N) ??"

Turning to Boboiboy, I said, "That's my nickname, by the way."

"Oh," he responded, smiling to himself.

"Well, I have to go now. You can go back to sleep. There's nothing you can do..." I trailed off.

"Really? AWESOME! Thanks, (Ni/n)~!", he exclaimed, flopping back onto the bed. I could hear his cute snores as I left the room, both giggling and blushing at his use of my nickname. Before leaving, I made sure to lock my bedroom door. After all, one can never be too careful.

I spent the morning helping my parents pack up some stuff and assisting my mother in preparing lunch. Cooking was something I excelled at, and I took pride in my skills. My mother offered to make breakfast for me, but I declined.

After all, Boboiboy was here, and I wanted to make breakfast for both of us.

~Time skip at 7 a.m. ~

"Okay (Ni/N)! We are leaving now, take care of yourself. We will be back in two weeks."

"Yeah, Mom and Dad! Bye, love you", I said, kissing their cheeks and waving them goodbye.

Okay, so my parents left, and man.........I found myself feeling incredibly tired. I glanced at the clock—7:05 a.m.

Time to prepare breakfast.

I headed to the kitchen and started making toast, omelets, and hot chocolate. Once everything was ready, I went back to my room to wake up Boboiboy.

Stepping into the room, I couldn't help but smile at the sight of him sleeping so peacefully, the sound of his cute snores filling the air.

Adorable!

An idea popped into my head, and I grabbed my phone, taking a few pictures of him sleeping like an adorable cat.

"Hey, Boboiboy! Wake up!" I called out.

"......"

"Come on, wake up!" I urged.

"Hmm... mmh... just five more minutes, Admiral," he mumbled in his sleep.

'Admiral...? Could he be...?' A wild notion took hold of my thoughts.

I opened YouTube and found the video of their survival test, specifically the part where the Admiral woke them up by tossing them out. Setting the volume to its maximum, I placed the phone near Boboiboy's ear and pressed play.

"IT'S PAST 7 NOW! GET UP!" Admiral's piercing scream reverberated through the room. In an instant, Boboiboy jolted awake, assuming an attentive stance.

"Y-Yes, Admiral. I'm sor-" he began, but then reality hit him. He wasn't at the TAPOPS station anymore. He glanced at me, and I was already laughing like a maniac, my fist meeting the wall.

"Did... did you...?" he trailed off.

"Sorry, sorry... It was just a video," I managed to say between fits of laughter.

"Geez, you're weird. You could have just woken me up," he sighed, shaking his head. I continued laughing uncontrollably.

"Are you done?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"No... wait..." I choked out, continuing to laugh. After a few more minutes, I finally managed to compose myself, and he looked at me with a mix of amusement and exasperation.

Wiping away my tears, I announced, "Anyway, breakfast is ready!"

"Oh... you can cook?" he asked, genuinely surprised.

I stared at him with a deadpan expression and sarcastically replied, "No... my dishes can!"

A bead of sweat trickled down his temple as he stared back at me.

"...What do you think? Of course, I can," I asserted.

"O-Okay... let me just... uh... where's the bathroom?" he asked, scratching his neck.

"Turn left, it's straight ahead... Oh, and here are my brother's clothes. Go ahead and change," I said, handing him my older brother's clothes, who was currently studying abroad.

He accepted the clothes and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Meanwhile, I arranged the plates and served the food. 

Waiting for him downstairs, I couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked when he finally came down.

A deep blush tinted my cheeks as the two of us enjoyed breakfast together, and luckily, he didn't seem to notice.

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(A/N): Here is the third chapter edited......enjoy UwU ~