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“what’s your type?” caleb stops in his tracks as a phone acting as a microphone was shoved in his face.
he was walking back to his dorm after taking you back to yours, the interviewer looked to be about a sophomore. he knew that the question was harmless so he smiles as he grabs the phone and looks straight at the camera.
“i have a girlfriend.”
“oh.” the sophomore deflates before she perks up once more. “so what’s your type?”
“my girlfriend.” caleb replies, the sophomore blinks as she asks another question.
“what does she look like then?”
caleb looks faraway, dazed as he replies to the mic with a dopey smile on his face.
“she looks like my girlfriend.”
the sophomore furrows her brows before she looks at her cameraman and gets to the point.
“so… what would you rate me on a scale of one to ten?”
the daydreamy look on caleb’s face shattered as he looked at the sophomore as if that was the most absurd question he has ever heard.
“yeah so… i won’t rate you.” finally. he says something not about his girlfriend.
“you can’t rate me at all?” caleb nods, confirming the sophomore’s words. “yep.” he emphasized.
“what would you rate your girlfriend on a scale of one to ten?” a charming smile appears on caleb’s face as he shows his clear phone case that had a picture of you beaming brightly at him.
“she’s not even on the scale because she’s so beautiful.” he sighs, dreamily. he can feel the awkwardness of the interviewer as she tries digging for more answers but gets nothing.
all caleb cared about was his beautiful girlfriend.
- - -
the next thing you knew, caleb’s face showed up on your moments page with your university’s local celebrity and his video garnered millions of views with thousands of comments cooing at your lovestruck boyfriend.
“really, caleb?” you asked as he hugged your waist, head resting on top of your hips as he scrolls on his own phone.
“what?” he asks, having no context of your question before he grins at the sound of his voice on loop on your phone.
“hehe. just gotta let everyone know i’m taken.” he says before nuzzling his head onto your hip, pressing a small kiss on your skin.
after the video went viral, the sophomore reached out wanting to interview the two of you to which caleb politely declined. he thinks that the internet doesn’t deserve to see your beauty (you point out that he revealed your face in the video but he says it doesn’t count.)
note/s: inspired by a tiktok audio i heard