DEH X Reader ONESHOTS

Click (Jared x Reader Drabble)

(A/N: So I had a problem with my computer and freaked out and had to write this?? IDK. Enjoy.)

Summary: You go to your tech whiz best friend/crush after your computer starts acting up
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  COMPUTER MAY NEED REPAIRS. FIX MBR.

You groaned as you read the screen. Had you gotten a virus? You hadn’t done anything shady on your computer, and it was fine when you’d turned it off last.

You were determined to fix it, and as soon as possible. You could attempt to fix the issue by yourself, but were too panicked and afraid you would mess something up. Luckily, your best friend was a “master of all things with a power button”, or so he claimed. Whipping out your phone, you shot Jared a text, begging that he walk you through the process.

J-Rad: I’ll do you one better. Be there in ten. 

You smiled as more dots showed up on the screen.

J-Rad: You better order my everything pizza, though :l

Rolling your eyes, you couldn’t help but grin. Jared liked weird food. You ordered it anyway, grateful that he was helping out.

True to his word, there was a knock at the door ten minutes later.

“It’s open!” You yelled, coming to the door to greet him with a sideways hug.

“So, [name], computer problem?” Jared asked, plopping on the couch in front of your laptop. For once, it seemed that Kleinman meant business.

“Yeah, it’s-”

“Oh, you just have to rebuild the MBR!” He scoffed, as if that hadn't already been determined or it meant something to you. “Check it,” he focused on the screen, tongue sticking out as he worked. He mumbled things like “go to advanced options….backslash…bootrec…” and you watched in awe.

“You’ve got skill, Kleinman,” you chuckled, head practically on his shoulder from how you were positioned next to him.

“Well, don’t thank me yet. Should be done with one…more thing,” Jared hit the enter button confidently, and the screen went black. You’d hoped it was only rebooting, but the pizza came before you could ask.

“Here we are,” you put the cardboard box on the table, and Jared didn't even wait for a plate before sinking his teeth into a slice. "Shit, that's hot!" He whined as you handed him a plate.
It wasn't a practically glorifying moment for either of you. Jared was sticking out his tongue with a frown, sure that it was burnt. You were bent over your laptop, eyes tired and heart beating as you waited for something to happen.

Nonetheless, the two of you made eye contact as the computer chimed.

"It...it worked!!" You grinned, squealing happily as you threw your arms around Jared. "I'm so happy I could kiss you!!" You exlaimed, and your best friend went redder than the pepperoni on his pizza.

"I mean," Jared rubbed the back of his neck, looking up at you, "that wouldn't be all that bad," he shrugged.

He didn't know why he was so flustered. Every day, he did things that most teens his age couldn't. Academic feats. Technological advances. He even dabbled in the culinary world, even if he wasn't all that great.

In that moment, though, it seemed perfect. Like something had...clicked.

Next thing you knew, you were on top of Jared Kleinman. Heck, you were kissing Jared Kleinman.

"[Name]?" He sat up, catching his breath.

"Uh huh?" You bit your lip. Had you done something wrong?

"Do you wanna, I dunno, go out bowling or something later? Whatever teens do for fun these days?" Jared chuckled.

You nodded, pressing another kiss to his suprising soft lips.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. Now come on, your pizza is getting cold," you giggle, burying your head in his chest.