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sykkuno.
The message lights up Sykkuno’s phone screen in the dark. He rolls over in bed and clumsily gropes for the device. After unlocking his phone, he simply stares at the message. It’s from Corpse, but it’s three in the morning. Sykkuno knew that sleep was uncertain for the mysterious streamer, but he still had to be concerned. What could he possibly want from him at this hour? Hopefully it wasn’t an emergency, like he was hurt or something. Sykkuno types out a few different responses before sending his message so he doesn’t overthink it too much.
hey corpse !
Less than ten seconds pass before Corpse replies.
your nails are still painted right?
Sykkuno checks his nails despite knowing that the polish was still there. He considers them for a moment, wondering why Corpse would want to know that at three AM, but he shrugs off his apprehension and types his reply.
yeah why?
just on the one hand though
Three dots appear on the screen, indicating that Corpse is typing something. Sykkuno subconsciously holds his breath as he waits for Corpse’s verdict. The dots suddenly disappear, but no message is there. Immediately Sykkuno panics, wondering if he said something to turn Corpse off. He begins scrolling through their past conversations and overthinking every single message he’s ever sent to his friend. To his relief, Corpse finally responds with a question.
why haven’t you done the other hand yet?
Sykkuno types out his response, even though he doesn’t have a particularly good reason.
idk just havent gotten around to it i guess
A new message appears.
oh
Sykkuno is left staring at the response for several minutes. Is that all Corpse wanted to know? Is it somehow bad to only paint the nails on one hand? He still hasn’t said anything else but Sykkuno doesn’t know if he should say something to keep the conversation going. A few more minutes pass with no response, and Sykkuno heaves a defeated sigh and tosses his phone onto the mattress next to him. Why does he always react this way when Corpse texts him? It’s like he’s back in high school and one of the pretty popular girls actually says hello to him for once and his chest gets all warm. It’s not a crush, is it? Corpse is just his friend.
Sykkuno has never felt a genuine attraction to another man before, but then again he hasn’t known very many people on a personal level to begin with. Granted, he sometimes felt like they had a special connection that neither of them had with their other friends, but there’s no way to know how Corpse really feels. That is, unless Sykkuno asks him directly, which the mere idea of terrifies him. A soft chime brings him out of his impending panic, but he hesitates to pick up the phone again. What if it’s not Corpse? He considers trying to go back to sleep, but something tells him to check his phone anyways.
want me to do it for you?
He can’t be serious. Sykkuno thought Corpse might’ve been turned off by his awkwardness when they met in person the first time. What if it’s just a joke? His heart sinks at the possibility. He forces himself to type a reply anyways.
really? Is the best he can come up with.
yeah
its just kinda bothering me that you only did one hand lmao
but i also want an excuse to hang out w you again
Sykkuno can’t quite believe the words he’s seeing. Corpse wants to hang out with him? Again? It must be too good to be true. Sykkuno hates having such severe trust issues. One too many times he had been asked out as a joke or had someone he looked up to pretend to be his friend so they can make fun of him with their other friends, and now that someone he really likes actually wants to spend time with him, he wastes his time wondering if it’s real.
you dont need an excuse for that :)
youre always welcome here
Sykkuno’s hands shake as he waits for a response.
thank you
tomorrow?
Sykkuno touches his fingertips to his mouth. Tomorrow? Seems too soon. Although technically it already is tomorrow, with how early in the morning it is.
sure ! Sykkuno agrees.
okay :)
And with that, Corpse apparently signs off.
Tomorrow. The word repeats itself in Sykkuno’s head as he rolls over to go back to sleep. He’s so giddy that his entire body is shuddering.
Sleep does not return easily that night.