American Made

1

"Shiro don't listen to him man! You know he's an evil bitch but don't let him get to you" Matt, his best friend and fellow genius soothed from his side of the bed they were on.

"Yeah man, not worth it. What's the point of a relationship anyway? You're on the path of success!" Pidge cheered from where they were lounging in Matts room.

Shiro sighed a sad smile on his face. "I know I know, it just-"

"Sucks? I know I feel you. But hey someone will eventually come around. I mean what guy wouldn't want to date you?" Matt said patting Shiros shoulder to comfort him.

"I just can't believe I said that you know? Me having a boyfriend? I'm such an idiot" he gave a dry laugh putting his hands on his face. "I just, I'm tired of him singling me out for stuff you know, I couldn't let him have the last word." He groaned looking up at Matts ceiling that was covered in glow in the dark stars. It was surprisingly comforting for him at the moment.

"Yeah you might have over done it with the lying.." Matt winced looking at his best friend with eyes full of pity

"So what are you going to do?" Pidge asked as she hopped onto the bed with them. They both shifted to allow her to squeeze in between them.

"I don't know.. I guess I'll just have to confess.." he huffed, "well there goes my already nonexistent reputation" he said before rubbing his face with his hand. "I'm going to be humiliated"

There was a long pause before both Holts shot up from where they were on the bed, they looked at eachother before nodding. Pidge left the bed and went to grab a laptop that was on Matts desk.

"What are you guys doing?" He questions from under the arm he put over his face as he contemplated his guaranteed social suicide.

"We are going to make you a boyfriend," Matt said excitedly as Pidge went to close the door and get back on the bed.

"We're not cat fishing the school. That would only make things worse for me when the truth comes out. Have you not heard of reverse image search??" He said quizzically as he sat up looking back and forth between the siblings.

"Obviously, stupid." Pidge rolled her eyes before smiling widely. This would not end well he realized. "We're going to create a virtual boyfriend for you, dads database is way passed advanced-"

"-if done right, we can have the virtual boy; call, text and even FaceTime you on its own. Virtual Intelligence!" Matt interrupted as he began firing up the laptop and typing away.

"So like my dating sim?" Shiro questions leaning over to see the screen Matt was looking at, it was full of computer codings rushing up the screen as he typed.

"Essentially yes, but better, because this one would be catered to you, for you, by you." Matt said eyes still locked on the screen. "I just have to hack past dad's firewall to access the data that's needed to set the base program for your virtual boy," he smirked but then it faltered, "if I could just pass the over 30 censored entry points, damn what the fuck is dad protecting so much? He swears he's in the damn pentagon" he muttered continuing his typing, Matt was never one to back down from a challenge.

"But would that be too much work? Look, guys I'm grateful. I really am, but can we not do this? I mean you guys really-" he rushed out, he knew this would not end well for any of them. He had already came to terms with the fact that he was the biggest loser of them all. He lived off of otome games for fucks sake. (MysticMessenger is life)

"Shut up Takashi, instead of whining you should be helping" Pidge scolded throwing a green pillow at Shiros face, it was soft, before joining Matt at staring at the screen. She gave advice in what codes to input.