zimmbonibitty:

snowystater:

one of my fav tropes is bitty not being aware of how hot he is

I’m not even gonna start this in the tags it is going straight to a long post idgaf

Bitty has a mirror. And a phone. And a snapchat and instagram. And a youtube. He knows he’s cute, maybe even ‘pretty’, which is nice and all. But there’s a fine line between being noticed for your looks and being desired for your looks. 

So when people smile wider around him and offer to pay for his coffee, Bitty knows he’s cute. When he gets thousands of followers on instagram and verified on youtube and he has to tweak his snapchat notifications, he gets it. People will offer to walk him to class and ruffle his hair, but it’s only because he’s cute. 

Even the nickname ‘Bitty’, as much as he loves it, sounds diminutive when put next to the rest of the team’s more… testosterone-dripped nomenclatures.

He certainly doesn’t think he’s hot, not in the way that Jack or Ransom or Holster are. They’re the image of masculine appeal, with their height and muscles and ability to grow facial hair. And Bitty has seen how others are affected by their presence in a way that people aren’t affected by his. Girls look down and play with their hair, they stammer and trip over their words. Boys shift from side to side and hide their hands in their pockets, go either very quiet or very loud with no in-between. Eyes widen and cheeks flush, breath stutters. Bitty once watched Ransom melt a girl in under a minute in line at Annie’s. Holster took it as a challenge and got a girl’s number in 30 seconds the next day. Nursey then took that as a challenge and got a boy AND a girl’s number in under a minute the next week. 

It was beginning to grate on Bitty. 

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