A/N This is just a short first chapter. It was a random idea that popped into my head one night and I ran with it. If you guys like it let me know and I can post a longer chapter next. This is the first fic I've ever posted for Bonkai and the first one I've posted since I was in grade school. I'm a little nervous but mostly excited for feedback! Enjoy!
Apparently, there are groups of Youtubers that like to do social experiments. Bonnie didn't realize this until she was approached while having coffee with Elena. A pair of random men approached their little table in the corner of the patio and asked if she was single. She looked at Elena who had a similar look of confusion then turned back to the men and said that she was in fact single. Then if she was looking to find someone. Bonnie's eyebrows scrunched together in further confusion and very slowly said "Uh…Maybe?"
They then quickly asked if she was willing to be recorded. That question received a severe and swift "Fuck off, weirdos!"
Only then realizing just how fucking creepy they were being. they explained who they were and what they were doing. They gave Bonnie a flyer that had a link to their YouTube channel and a website where she would need to fill out a questionnaire in order for their algorithm to match her correctly. The ultimate goal is to see if there is a formula for "chemistry". Not being sure how many applicants there would be or even where they would be from and if they were from Mystic Falls, she knew there would never be a chance that they would find a match for her. Even though she filled out the paperwork she didn't put much stock into it.
About a week later the crew for filming contacted her with details and an address for the shoot. Bonnie went alone but since the world is an absolute fever dream nightmare, she let her grams know where she would be and at what time. When she told her what she was up to her grams gave a knowing smirk but refused to say a word. She gave her blessing and told her granddaughter to be safe.
They were filming right outside of Mystic Falls in a small studio that she wasn't aware of until she pulled it up by GPS. There were quite a few cars in the parking lot and when she walked up to the front door, she was greeted by a couple of crew members that were running around trying to get things prepared. Luckily, she did not have to go through makeup since she came camera ready. They told her to wait in one of the side rooms and that her match was already waiting and they would begin filming their portion soon. She sat and took in the small room. There was a TV hanging on the wall with and apple TV remote sitting on the small wood coffee table right in front of her. Since the room was so small there wasn't a lot occupying it just a palm plant in the corner.
One of the crew members lightly knocked on the door before poking their head in and asking if she wanted anything to drink. She ended up just getting room temperature water. Bonnie waited alone and sipped the water they gave her. She'd already been waiting for a while and the longer she sat the more nervous she became. What if this was a mistake? What if it was an embarrassing experience or awkward? What if her match was a giant weirdo? How could she get out of this? The longer she thought about what she was doing the more she realized how desperate this was. Seriously who signs up to be matched at random by youtubers? What kind of a lapse of judgement did she have? And it didn't help that Elena was super excited and hyping her up. It's been along time since she went on a date but that was her decision! She was asked out regularly she didn't need this. Her mind was made up. She would leave this place and pretend it didn't happen. Grams wouldn't let her live it down but no one else knew that she actually went through with it… yeah, she could forget this embarrassing decision and go back to her single happy comfort zone.
Bonnie shot up from the little green couch, ready to walk out of the door as calmly as possible so not to cause worry or attract anyone to her and drive away, but the second she stood one of the crew told her they were ready to shoot her scene. She put a panicked smile on her face and said "Great! Awesome! So excited!"
As Bonnie walks onto the white backdrop set. There were a few cameras on her left set up so that multiple angles could be shot. Crew members are there but only a few at a time. When she asked about the lack of people on set they said it was to make sure that anyone that was being filmed was comfortable. She nodded and actually appreciated that. She didn't want too many people watching this dumpster fire live seeing as possibly millions could be watching it after it's posted.
They let her know that the blue "X" taped to the floor was her mark. And about a foot across from her is a purple "X" where her match will stand. She waits patiently on her mark and a couple of minutes pass; she starts to bite her lip. A couple more minute's pass, she starts to shift her weight from foot to foot. Finally, a door opens on the opposite side of the room from her and there is a man that walks through. She hears a crewmember instruct the camera man to start filming from her left. Realizing that she was being filmed she gathered herself and stood straight. Her face was neutral in preparation for anything to happen.
Bonnie avoided looking at him too closely afraid to be disappointed and even more afraid that she would not be able to hide her disappointment. No reason to mess with someone's self-esteem just because they aren't her type. She started sweating from nervousness and prayed that it wasn't going to become noticeable.
They were told to just stand at their mark and look at each other. He didn't say anything and neither did she. This is the last thing she wanted to do. Being so close to some stranger and just making eye contact sounded it was like something out of an actual anxiety nightmare.
Bonnie stares at the man. He's a contrast of her. He's tall and pale with the bluest eyes she's ever seen. Black hair and stubble across his jaw. As she stares at his mouth it turns into a slight smirk. He's handsome, shockingly so and very in shape, there's certainly muscle there but he's not too bulky. Bonnie looks him in the eyes and he's already staring. The eye contact brings warmth to her cheeks and she hopes it isn't visible to anyone let alone him. She feels her breath becoming rapid and shallow. In this moment you could likely hear a pin drop. The crew has stopped moving about and everyone is on edge watching this unfold in front of them. They both find themselves moving closer and closer until their lips touch. They instantly forget where they are and suddenly there's nothing but this all-consuming energy. It's all tongue lips and tongue. They're grasping each other where they can in an impossible attempt to get closer. The man lowers himself to grab her thighs and pick her up. With her legs wrapped around him she was able to pull close and feel his warmth soak into her tiny frame. He was everywhere. She could feel him, smell him, taste him. She'd never felt so intensely attracted to anyone. It was like his breath was her breath, every move made was echoed by the other. They both began to moan and grind against each other. The crew, quickly realizing that this scene was on its way to turning into a porn shoot real quick, get their attention.
The man puts Bonnie down and they take a step back and try to catch their breath. Bonnie becomes embarrassed and turns on her heel to immediately exit the set. But before she can move too far away the mystery man asks her to wait. He moves closer so that his lips are lightly touching her ear. She takes a deep breath and holds it to prevent the moan that's fighting to come out of her doesn't win.
"I would really like to explore this further." His says deeply and lowly so that only she can hear him, "Especially when there aren't cameras on us. Can I have your number?"
Bonnie's warm cheeks are now hot, her heart is pounding and she continues to hold her breath. She gathers herself and finally lets the air out before taking another deep breath to ground herself.
"I don't even know your name…you don't know my name." She whispers in the tiniest voice.
He pulls back making sure that she's looking at him, "My name is Malachai Parker but you can call me Kai. Actually, I think I look forward to my name coming from your mouth…"
Bonnie swallows. At this point she is more than sure her face is red even with her darker complexion there's no way the five-alarm blush on her face isn't visible. Her brain has all but shut down and she recalls that it has been a long while since she had sex.
She mumbles, "My name is Bonnie Bennett."
"See that wasn't so hard now was it, Bonnie?" His smile is gifted with hers. She provides her number and immediately walks away from the set. She doesn't care if they needed more footage, she could not handle being that close to him and not ripping his close off. Whatever algorithm they used is going to make them millions.
It's not until she is in her car that she realizes just how embarrassing that video was going to be for her. She practically jumped that man… Kai, he said his name was Kai.
Before she turned on her car her phone dinged signifying a text. She checked for a name but it was an unknown number. Her heart started up a pace that could not be healthy and hopefully does not continue when he does something as simple as text her.
Bonnie opened the text in excitement. So, when can I see you again? – K Should she play it coy or just be straight forward? She went back and forth in her head.
When do you want to see me? – B
Tonight…? – K
Sure why not. Behave yourself – B
Only if you do. See ya soon bonbon ;) – K
The fire that was building back up in the pit of her stomach grew as she went over the memory of their kiss. If that's how they were in front of an audience she can't wait to see what they'll be like behind closed doors.