Frat!Max x Fem!reader head cannons!!
summary: college AU where max is in a fraternity and somehow ends up completely whipped for you
pairing: (3fs) frat!Max x Fem!reader
word count: 470+
a/n: I freaking love frat!max and I will die happy once more people write fanfics and other things of him.
dividers are from: @saradika-graphics
-Everyone in the frat knew Max liked you before you did. The second your name popped up on his phone, he’d smile at the screen like an idiot.
-He pretends he’s the cool frat guy… until he finds out you’re being dragged into going to one of his frat parties. Suddenly he’s fixing his hair, asking Jacob if his shirt looks okay, and pacing by the front door.
“Dude, relax.”
“I am relaxed.”
He is not relaxed.
-You hate frat parties.
Too loud.
Too crowded.
Too many people.
So Max always finds a quieter room for the two of you. Usually his. Where you can watch movies while everyone else is downstairs screaming the lyrics to songs.
-The first time you visit the frat house, you’re expecting chaos. You are correct. Somebody is wrestling in the hallway. Ethan is arguing with the microwave. Eddie is asleep on the couch at 4 p.m. Max just sighs.
“Welcome to my home.”
-He becomes ridiculously protective at parties. Not controlling. Just attentive. Always checking:
“You okay?”
“Need water?”
“Want to go home?”
Your comfort always comes first.
-His frat brothers LOVE you. Mostly because you keep Max humble. The second he gets cocky; “Remember when you tripped up the stairs trying to impress her?” “I’m going to kill you.”
-He definitely wears your hair tie on his wrist. At first it’s accidental. Then it becomes permanent. Eventually people start asking:
“Why do you have a purple scrunchie on?”
Max shrugs.
“It’s hers.”
Like that’s the most obvious thing in the world.
-You start accidentally becoming everyone’s favorite person. You bring snacks, you help decorate for parties, you remember birthdays.
Suddenly the frat group chat is:
“Is she coming tonight?”
Max gets offended.
“She’s MY girlfriend.”
-Study dates with him are…
Not productive.
At all.
He’ll stare at you for ten minutes.
“What?”
“You’re pretty.”
“Max.”
“Sorry.”
Five minutes later
“You’re still pretty.”
-Max LOVES introducing you as his girlfriend. He does it constantly.
“Hey, this is my girlfriend.”
“Have you met my girlfriend?”
“Oh yeah, my girlfriend loves that.”
You tease him about it.
He doesn’t care.
-Everyone thinks frat Max is super confident. Then they see him around you. Suddenly he’s shy, smiling to himself, and getting embarrassed when you compliment him.
Ethan finds this hilarious.
-He always saves you food.
Party pizza?
Saved.
Late-night fries?
Saved.
Cookies someone brought?
Hidden away for you.
He’ll text; I saved you two slices. Hurry before Eddie finds them.
-Movie nights in his room become a tradition. The lights off. His arm around you. The movie forgotten twenty minutes in because you’re too busy talking and laughing.
-He keeps random things you give him.
Notes.
Ticket stubs.
Tiny doodles.
Receipts with hearts drawn on them.
His desk drawer is basically a shrine.
He denies this.
Everyone else knows.
-When he gets stressed about school or content creation, you’re the first person he goes to. He’ll flop face-first onto your lap and groan.
“Everything sucks.”
You play with his hair.
Suddenly
Everything sucks a little less.
-He acts tough. Until you call him cute. Immediate shutdown.
“I’m not cute.”
“You are.”
“I’m handsome.”
“You’re adorable.”
“I hate you.”
He’s blushing.
-The frat boys absolutely place bets on when Max is going to propose.
“We’re in college!”
Jacob shrugs.
“And?”
Max sputters.
You hide your face.
Everyone laughs.
-He keeps one of his hoodies at your place. You keep stealing it. He pretends to be annoyed.
Secretly?
He loves seeing you wear his clothes.
-Max is the type of boyfriend who hypes you up over EVERYTHING.
New outfit?
“You look amazing.”
Good grade?
“THAT’S MY GIRL.”
New hairstyle?
He stares for a solid minute.
“I literally forgot how to speak.”