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lelengerine · 8 months

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Can I request boyfriend!Haechan being jealous of his member after his s/o fell asleep on their shoulder instead of his

i’m so sorry i got to this late,,, college really takes the life out of u ;0; also i think i made this prompt a little more playful than just pure jealousy and i'm not sure if its entirely what you're looking for, but i still hope you like it and thank you for sending in the req!

midnights

pairing | gamer!hyuck x reader

genre | established relationship au, purely fluff as far as i can say, another round of the streamer/gamer hyuck agenda, haechan uses nicknames for reader (cutie, lovie, baby) but no specific prns are used!

wc | 1.1k

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its currently four in the morning and a new game loads for the nth time on the big monitor displayed right in front of your living room. you’re not even sure what game it is at this point, feeling your eyelids droop the longer you keep them open, yet haechan and jeno are wide awake — presumably from the amount of red bulls they’ve consumed in the past hour, a couple of neon colored cans now scattered around.

haechan invited his friend group over to a game night turned sleepover at your shared apartment. it wasn’t like you minded. in fact, you enjoyed the company of his friends from time to time, and the crowd of people wouldn’t hurt considering you had a couple of guest bedrooms readily available for them.

the ones who are in the midst of playing are practically the only two standing soldiers left. jaemin and jisung had retreated to scrolling on their phones, mark passed out on the bean bag by the corner of the room who knows how long ago, and renjun’s sat on the couch — watching the (not so) friendly match alongside you.

“how long do you think they’ll be at it?” your words are a little groggy as you hug the pillow that was laying on your lap, tone laced with sleepiness.

“i bet another hour if we’re being honest here.” renjun replies back softly, letting out a small yawn after as he mindlessly continues to watch the two play.

the yelling from your boyfriend and jeno begins to sound like static noise passing through your ears, making you even more drowsy than you already were. “another hour it is. wake me up by then, would you?”

“yeah, sure. if i don’t fall asleep either.” a small laugh resounds out of your seat mate’s chest, and you begin to bury your head in the pillow you were hugging earlier, sinking yourself into the plush fabric.

it doesn’t take too long for your consciousness to slip away into a deep slumber, body beginning to grow heavy as every minute slowly passes by. perhaps that’s why it never registered that you were beginning to lean on your side, your head eventually landing by renjun’s arm.

though he does get startled by the sudden weight on his side, he couldn’t find the strength within him to move you back into place—the drowsiness kicking in his system as well—and so, he just let you be, deciding it would be best to succumb to sleep himself.

another hour does indeed pass by just as renjun predicted, and the two are still at each other’s throats for a final round. the room is silent, yet neither of them really cared. the only sound in the room being the mashing of controller buttons to hit combos.

“i finally win, loser!” haechan abruptly cheers once a victory flag is displayed on his side of the screen, signaling the end of their time playing.

“yeah, after like what? five rounds?” jeno chuckles, not a dent in his pride for losing a single time to the boy beside him.

“Whatever!” haechan quickly sets his controller down, still feeling proud despite jeno’s jab at his supposed gaming skills. “they say the last game is always the most important one.”

“sure…” jeno eyes his competitor briefly before getting up to stretch, “anyways, i’m going to go get a glass of water.”

“get me one too.” jaemin mumbles from the side, half-awake and still doing who knows what on his phone. “got it jaem.”

that now left haechan all to himself and his first instinct was to go looking for you, shocked that he found you right behind him, your face comfortably sandwiched between the pillow you were holding and renjun’s side.

he doesn’t know what urged him to rush over to where you were residing, completely dismissing renjun’s presence as he gently gets a hold of your sleeping figure to bring you back to the comfort of your bed. “guys, i’ll be back. just gotta bring y/n to our room.”

a responsive hum from jaemin is all he needs, and he’s already whisking you away to your bedroom, laying you on the fluffy duvet that covers the bed with care.

he crouches down to stare at you for a moment, a small pout on his face. “lovie, i can’t believe you’d snuggle with renjun. on our couch nonetheless!” he whines in a whisper, knowing you wouldn’t hear anything he’d say.

“can’t believe you’d replace me that quick.” a finger of his pokes your cheek once, then twice, then twice turns into a couple more times, and before he knew it, he accidentally wakes you up.

“hyuuuckie, why aren’t you asleep?” you prolong your speech with eyes only half way open, not really registering anything into your brain.

your boyfriend can only chuckle at your drowsy state, finding your actions endearingly cute. “sorry, lovie. i just finished a game with jeno, but we’ve called it quits for now.” he tries to explain slowly for the sake of you understanding him.

“then come to bed! i need my teddy bear.” you huff defeatedly, now making grabby hands his way, and haechan feels his heart bursting with giddy adoration. you weren’t one to usually act this way so haechan would cherish every moment you’d let your guard down in front of him and stored it in his mind like he was collecting a jar of water during a time of drought. this was certainly one of those times.

“you need your teddy bear?” you nod a single time as haechan repeated your words. he originally planned to help with the clean up after bringing you over to the bed, but how could he just leave you all alone after that? “okay, loviee. your teddy is going to bed with you.” he coos all giggly, easily swayed by the sight before him.

haechan lifts up the covers of his side of the bed, laying down in one, swift motion. you seek out his warmth just as quickly, shifting towards his direction to wrap your arms around his waist before falling back to sleep.

“cutie baby.” he utters out under his breath, before letting out a yawn, already feeling himself tire out — the hours of constant gaming quickly catching up to him. soon enough, he drifts off in your embrace, forgetting his friends just outside the room.

“hey, where did hyuck say he was going again?” jeno questions as he rounds the corner of the couch, beginning to pick up the litter he and haechan had left behind on the floor.

jisung quickly points in the direction of the master bedroom, and jeno could only groan in frustration, already knowing his clean up partner wouldn’t be coming out of there any time soon (or at all for that matter).

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lebrookestore · 2 years

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game over, game boy | p.js

Pairing: Park Jisung x reader

Themes: streamer! au, gamer! au, best friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, genshin impact and fnaf are mentioned, park ‘heart eyes’ jisung, comedy, fluff

Warnings: profanity, one dirty-ish joke, food, a description about an animatronic, kissing, mentions of dying but it’s not serious

Wc: 5.4k

Playlist: gam3 bo1 by seventeen, glitch mode by nct dream, it’s nice to have a friend by taylor swift

Summary: Jisung was the complete opposite of you, he liked peaceful games like animal crossing and you liked league. He liked story based games and you liked horror. Too bad that he was head over heels for you, because if there was one thing both his viewers and you liked to do, it was to make him suffer.

Notes from brooke: the first installment of the series is here!! i had a lot of fun writing this lil fic because i love jisung, so i hope you enjoy reading! just to give you a little information though, ‘copium’ is an emote from twitch that basically means you’re trying to make things seem better than they are, or roughly that. if you don’t know anything about genshin, just know what Qiqi is a character that most do not want.

‣ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐔

Jisung blamed Donghyuck for his newfound RedBull addiction.

You had lectured him several times about the adverse affects of consuming the aforementioned energy drink, going as far as to mention how excess of it could cause abnormal heart rhythm and even death. You knew your best friend was the world’s number one scaredy cat, so you had been almost certain that would have deterred him from having any more of it (because god knows Hyuck is enough of a pain to deal with when he had a lot of it), but when you saw him at his desk taking a sip of what seemed to be his third can that day, you knew you had failed.

See, it wasn’t his fault, per se, or maybe that was just his terrible habit of deflecting the blame on someone else. If only the older boy hadn’t introduced him to the damned drink, he wouldn’t have been in this position. He caught your look of disapproval reflected in the screen of his monitor now that he had shut it down and grimaced, preparing himself.

“You’re going to die.”

He turned around in the rotating chair he had gotten for himself to face you, silently wondering how someone could look pretty while pulling a disgusted expression like that. You had come over to spend the day with him and maybe do a collaborative stream if the two of you felt like it, but he had a feeling that it would be pushed to much later in the agenda. As of right now, you were much too focused on informing him about his inevitable passing.

“Hyuck hasn’t died yet,” he pointed out, taking a sip of the RedBull. He had never had much of a penchant for coffee, so this was a good replacement for caffeine considering his extremely messed up sleep schedule. The sweetness was a welcome flavour, unlike the bitterness that lingered when coffee was involved.

You were the exact opposite in that sense, adoring coffee with every fiber of your soul. In fact, that wasn’t the only thing the two of you were polar opposites in, and sometimes Jisung wondered if the two of you would have ever become friends if you hadn’t bonded over the fact that you were both twitch streamers, but even in that field you differed. He preferred calmer games like Animal Crossing while you were preferred the ones with more action.

It was a wonder you got along so well with him, like a sort of yin and yang, filling in the parts of himself that he didn’t possess and he did the same for you.

You narrowed your eyes at him as you walked over, taking the can out of his hands and ignoring his protests. Stubbornness was ingrained in your nature as was your fiery temper- which had led to several fun streams of ‘if I swear I pull a character’ from your end. It was an expensive challenge to take on, so thank god for your steady income from twitch and youtube. The latter consisted of clips and moments from your live streams which had been edited to be made even funnier than they already were.

He had the same set up, much like the other of your fellow streamer friends. If anyone told him that he would have almost a million subscribers and a loyal watch base when he was little, he would have laughed in their face. Life truly did lead you down the most absurd of paths, something you could testify for since it let you meet him.

“I don’t care about Donghyuck, I care about you.” It was funny how those words of yours had his heart stop for a moment and it felt like he had to force it to restart so he didn’t die right there. That would have been very embarrassing, especially with all your talk about death caused by RedBull. He couldn’t have you being right, could he?

“Yes maam,” he managed to croak out, eyes wide at the close proximity between the two of you. Looking away, he gave his long gone RedBull one last longing look.

Y/n: 1, energy drinks: 0.

Jisung also had no points, because he always gave them all to you. After studying his features for a few more seconds, you decided to were satisfied with your actions and the result, collapsing on his bed and scooting back until you were resting against the headboard.

You would never understand how he could tolerate so much of the drink, seeing how sickeningly sweet it was. Other than the obvious health related risks he was taking with having it, you also didn’t particularly want to deal with a Jisung on a sugar rush. You assumed it would be like what he was when he was drunk, except maybe a little more coherent and less clingy.

“I’d like you alive, thank you very much, who else will I tease about being a wuss and force to play Slender Man with me?” You asked, getting a little fidgety. He glared at you.

“I am not a wuss!”

“Right,” you nodded as solemnly as you could, but your eyes were alight with mischief. “You’re a pussy- wait, never mind, you get none of that either.”

Jisung scowled at you, the tips of his ears and the apples of his cheeks glowing crimson at your dig at him. You only winked and sighed, fighting the urge to reach out and mess up his mousy platinum blond hair. It was the result of an impulsive two am dye job done by your very hands. You had to admit, it suited him well.

Leaning back in his chair, he slipped out his phone and rubbed the back of his neck. He recognised the signs, the slight pout on your lips, the way you slumped into his mattress a little restlessly. It was a little after 7 p.m, and the last time the both of you had eaten was lunch, so it made sense.

“Hungry? I can order food.”

You nodded enthusiastically, realizing just how late in the day it was. “Could I have-”

“The usual?” He asked, already placing the order and reading it out to you. A smile threatened to spill out onto your lips at that and although it wasn’t the first time he had demonstrated this, you still found it endearing he remembered your order so effortlessly. He looked up from reading off the food, eyes staring at you expectantly.

He had it down perfectly, down to even the drink you wanted (making sure to leave out any mentions of a certain damned energy drink for his own order. He read that one because he knew of your habit to sneak a few bites from his, so he always made sure you were good with both).

You looked at your best friend for a moment, letting yourself smile affirmatively to confirm his assumption. He had always been this sweet and you didn’t know what you would do without him because he was your constant, the one person you knew you could always depend on. You knew he would always catch you if you fell.

Part of you secretly wished he would catch you in a different way.

You were looking at him fondly now, making his breath catch in his throat. His glasses that previously sat snug on the bridge of his nose had slid down a little bit, but he didn’t bother to fix it. Your hair framed your face and the small smile dancing across your mouth had him having to look away. He got to his feet and mumbled some sort of excuse about having to check on something, getting out of the room.

Being in love with your best friend was tricky business, Jisung had learnt this over the three years of knowing you. Even worse when you didn’t have much experience in the romance department, so at first he hadn’t even realized he harboured feelings for you.

It wasn’t until you showed up to his apartment when you heard he had been having a hard week before finals in his freshman year after he had worked himself to the bone, complete with a selection of bad comedy movies, marshmallows and every other unhealthy sweet snack one could have thought of, that he realized how much he cared for you.

The day ended without that collab stream, but instead, with you snuggled into his side as you stole a fry from his plate, watching as the movie he had picked played. You loved how simple and easy it was with Jisung, you didn’t have to pretend to be something you were not and vice versa.

Your response to him catching you red handed at thievery was a guilty grin, one that had him rolling his eyes and pushing his place to the center so you could at least pretend to be more discreet. The squeal of happiness you let out was enough to have his heart skipping a beat, which he supposed counted as abnormal hearth rhythm after all

Tldr; he was screwed.

“Ah shit-”

You caught yourself quickly, cringing immediately when you realized what you had done. The chat erupted into laughter and emojis, declaring that you now had to pull on the latest weapon banner in Genshin due to your profanity. You didn’t even want the weapon, and the banner itself was a royal scam, but these type of streams were always fun, so it was a good compromise.

Your main character fell to their knees and disintegrated into dust, reminding you a little of that scene in Infinity war. Poor Xiao, the line ‘I don’t feel too good’ really did suit him well.

“Fine, fine,” you sighed dramatically, clicking open the wishing screen. Making money off your gambling addiction for characters was beyond weird, but it all worked out. You stared at the weapon in slightly disdain, looking at the pitiful twenty primogems you had. The option of being a free and casual player had been lost to you a long time ago and it didn’t seem as if you would ever go back to those roots.

“What if I just did one pull instead of ten at a time?” You offered, trying to strike up a deal with your viewers. You should have known better, because they were here only for the entertainment you provided, and your suggestion was instantly shot down. A familiar user popped into the chat with a message to taunt you.

mochimer: do 10 coward

You scoffed, “Okay Jisung, no one asked you.” But your chat betrayed you again, overjoyed at his presence in your stream. Your dynamic and friendship with him was a well known fact among the community, everyone loved seeing you two together and bickering.

spainbutthesissilent: JISUNG !!!! doyoungsminifridge: qiqi main qiqi main qiqi main qiqi main qiqi main qiqi main qiqi main treasuredeez_nutz03: could we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are shooting stars childepspsps: do ten >:( ohyouarenana: jisung is right ten is better alicanta77: guys use code Y/n at checkout for ur gfuel order she needs it with all the pulls

You sighed, wondering if this was karma for all the times the chat had sided with you against Jisung in his own streams. Leaning back in your seat, you stretched out your hands in front of you, cracking your knuckles as you mused over the situation.

“I’ll pull ten-,” you decided finally, already silently praying for your wallet and bank account (you were sure that your bank was always confused with the odd transactions made on your end). The chat jumped to conclusions, happy that you had given in to their wishes. Grinning evilly, you stared right at the camera.

“-If! Jisung plays FNAF with me.”

You had expertly played the cards to your favour and earned the approval of your audience, who were all for this condition. The fact that Jisung didn’t have the best record when it came to horror wasn’t a secret by any means and it was a weakness everyone loved exploiting. Sometimes, you felt bad, but his reactions were almost a little too adorable for you to not enjoy.

You raised an challenging eyebrow, waiting for a response from your best friend. You could almost imagine the shock on his face, the way his eyes would have been wide and lips slightly parted in dumbfoundedness. He couldn’t have expected this to happen from any angle and was now trapped.

You oh so kindly decided to make it worse, but also leave him less choice by drawling, “Who’s the coward now, Sungie?”

Okay, so maybe the chat loved it when you called him that, and maybe they thought you were the cutest couple ever, even though you were not dating him. You had previously had to clarify that several times on the account of people genuinely thinking the both of you were together. It wasn’t a terrible idea, but you couldn’t have Jisung knowing of your massive crush on him, could you?

Definitely not. He would probably make fun of you for it. Demon.

mochimer: thats copium

“It’s not copium!” You argued, moving your mouse to the single pull option. “It’s either this or single pulls. The only one that technically loses here is me when you agree, so why not just say yes? I have to buy more gems anyways.” You added the last part a little bitterly, wishing you hadn’t skipped out on the daily missions last week. At least you would have saved a little to do the pulling.

Jisung on the other hand, was more distracted by the fact you had called him ‘Sungie’ while looking at the screen so triumphantly- it almost felt as if you were saying it right to his face. Having to sit though FNAF sounded terrifying, but letting you come out victorious sounded even worse, no matter how many times he let you win anyways.

Ah but you see, this time his pride was involved. It wasn’t just you and him right now where he could give you the win just to see you smile in that pretty way you did (and it definitely wasn’t because he loved your smile or anything, that would have been way too cringy). This time there was an audience and that made it worse for him.

mochimer: i hate u but fine

“That’s the spirit!” You cheered, converting some of your left over crystals into gems you could use. “You heard it here first folks, I’ll be playing Freddy’s with Jisung soon so make sure you look out for that!” And with that announcement, you clicked and groaned when you saw that you got a five star because you definitely hadn’t wanted it this time around.

Jisung laughed aloud when it turned out to be Qiqi, mostly because your expression was priceless, starkly contrasting the smug one you had worn only few seconds ago.

doyoungsminifridge: QIQI MAIN QIQI MAIN QIQI MAIN QIQI MAIN QIQI MAIN QIQI MAIN

You stared at Jisung in amusement, watching how jittery he had become all off a sudden. Having just about finished setting the stream up, all you had to do was actually start it but your best friend seemed to be else where, knee bouncing impatiently.

“Hey, you good?”

You asked this innocently, knowing fully well that he was not, in fact, good. If good was the destination, he had taken a wrong turn into the town of anxiety because that was his current state of mind. Swallowing thickly, he nodded meekly and you beamed.

“Then let’s begin!” And you started the stream, settling into your own seat next to his. This time you were in your apartment, and you watched as viewers trickled in, quickly switching to entertainer mode. You smiled, waving at the screen as the chat greeted him and you, overjoyed to see you two together after so long.

Now that it had begun, he couldn’t even decline it at the last minute. Jisung was sure he would never understand how you took so much joy in playing such games that were made to scare the shit out of you. He read a few of the messages on the chat, trying to take his mind off what would be coming.

“Today I’m here with Jisung!” You gestured towards your best friend, who shot finger guns at the camera a little awkwardly, earning a bewildered look from you. He shrugged, and you bit back a snort, pulling up the game up for the rest of the viewers to see. At this point, he had no hope in avoiding this because he knew how the audience was. They found his pain funny and that meant that he was stuck in a cycle of suffering.

“And we’ll be playing Five Nights at Freddy’s: Sister Location! This is personally my favorite game in the series, so I thought it would be a great one to introduce him to.” A mischievous glint remained to be seen as you stole a glance at Jisung, who looked very skeptical. Then, he looked to the screen and looked extremely worried.

“What the hell is that?” He asked, trying to sound as calm as possible because it would be absolutely humiliating to seem scared right from the get go. To be fair though, the menu screen did look rather unsettling with doll like figures standing behind each other. The first was a female looking clown, and if that wasn’t enough to tell him how the rest of his evening was going to go, then he didn’t know what was.

“That is an animatronic, she’s the main character of this particular game and even has a mini game that’s hidden in the mechanics while you play!” You explained, clicking on the new game option. He always loved to hear you speak about something you were passionate about, so while it did barely anything to calm his rising nerves, it was definitely a little better. The chat was quick to notice the fond look he was giving you as you continued to speak.

“Oh the lore too!” You distinctly remembered spending an entire night watching Game Theory videos one after the other dedicated to the franchise. The theories that were spun for the game were wild but so entertaining and you thoroughly enjoyed watching each one, even if it meant that you slept in and missed your first class that day. You still considered that worth it.

“Lore?” He asked a little hesitantly and you nodded enthusiastically, grinning at the screen.

“Okay guys, does anybody know of the lore? Because it’s insane like- it goes from murdered kids to soul juice and spirits haunting video games!”

You waited for a response from the viewers patiently, genuinely invested in the conversation. Responses started piling in and your eyes caught one, nodding enthusiastically, “Yeah! We should at least brief Sungie over here.” You turned to him, a giddy smile on your face that is wildly out of place with reference to the topic of what you were speaking about.

“So! There’s this dude called ‘Purple Guy’ right? He’s a murderer and kills a bunch of kids to turn them them into like, soul juice to put into robots which turn haunted but then somehow transfers his own consciousness into old circuit boards that are used to make a game, which leads to a haunted video game.” You frowned for just a moment, “Actually that last bit is irrelevant for this game, but the run down is- murdered kids and haunted games.”

Jisung thought this was horrifying. If games were going to start getting haunted then that would be a very big problem for him considering playing those games was his job. Maybe it was time to actually focus on that Astrophysics major of his.

“R-right.”

He winced at the way his voice broke, and from the entertained look on your face, it seemed if you had definitely caught on. Biting back a quip over how he was going through puberty for the second time, you started the game and leaned back, getting comfortable in your seat, before you decided you he was much to far away from you for your liking. Reaching out, you gripped the side of his chair, shot him an expectant look and attempted to tug him closer.

Understanding immediately, he pushed himself to be much closer to where you were. The screen of the game faded to black and then lit up again, showing that your character was in an elevator of sorts. The lighting was ominous and it flickered with old looking posters on the wall that sent a shiver down his spine.

“And we’ve begun! I think some of you guys will remember me playing through this for the first time a few months ago and it took me a few streams to finish it in it’s entirety so thats not our goal today! Today we’re just-”

“Here to make me suffer,” Jisung cut you off in a dry voice, but the look on his face did not match it.

You grinned, “Ditto.”

A few viewers commented about how cute the two of you were together, but you stoutly ignored those messages like you had done so often before. It was easy now after doing it for so long, but what wasn’t easy was pushing the heat that rose so quickly to your cheeks down.

The gameplay began and you let Jisung take the reigns. It was farby the most entertaining thing you had seen all month, with him jumping at every little sound and detail revealed. Currently, you were laughing at his protests against doing something the game had instructed him to, leaning a little into his seat and into his side as you covered your mouth with your hand.

Okay, so maybe the both of you were adorable. Whoever said they had never seen two pretty best friends clearly didn’t know of Jisung and you.

“You have to be really careful during this part,” you warned when he had to manoeuvre the character through a dark room without being caught by the designated animatronic of that part. “I had to go through this sequence so many times U nearly quit the game.”

“Quitting sounds like a great idea,” he admitted, throwing you a pleading look. You shook your head, putting your arm around his shoulder and resting your head on it.

“Now, where’s the fun in that?”

Right then and there, Jisung realized that you were a menace and nothing more. He glanced over at you for just a moment, only catching a glimpse of your hair. It was enough to distract him though, because he was so preoccupied in trying to glare at you that he accidentally moved the his character forward a little too quickly, and looked back just in time for a fox shaped animatronic to jump at the screen.

The jaw of the robot unhinged, its eyes almost popping out of its metal sockets. Nothing could have screamed ‘bloodthirsty’ more than it did, and the sound effects that accompanied it was more than terrifying, a ghastly scream that faded ominousl as the screen faded to black.

It wasn’t the only scream to be heard though, because Jisungs own high-pitched one quickly followed suit as he jerked in his seat. Startled at the sudden movement, you froze when he instinctively wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer until his face was nuzzled in the crook of your neck.

Game Over.

You squeaked in surprise as he refused to move, clinging onto you for dear life. You suspected the jumpscare had been a little too much for him with the way he had yelled. Another way you realized he had been terrified was because you could hear his heart beat extremely fast and your own heart rate spiked.

Flushing slightly, you hesitantly placed one of your hands on his back and the other on his head, hugging him comfortingly.

“You’re okay,” you muttered softly, momentarily forgetting that the stream was still on. “Hey, it’s over.”

“I hate you.”

You cracked a smile, “I didn’t think you would get that scared, I’m sorry.” Out of habit, you pulled away from his embrace and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. His lips parted in surprise and he shook some of his hair out of his eyes, realizing the close proximity between the two of you. You didn’t look away once, searching his eyes to see if he was really okay.

And then of course, a twitch alert shattered the moment as a robotic voice read it aloud.

‘Now KISS’

You jumped for the second time that day, not truly registering the persons words until a minute or so later. They had voiced what everyone in chat had been dying to say the moment Jisung had turned to you for comfort, and now that it had been said aloud, the chat went wild, agreeing to this.

Your cheeks burned at this and you detached yourself from Jisung, forcing a laugh that came off more nervously than anything. Your best friend turned pink, coughing as he looked away and back at the game screen that seemed to be mocking him right now.

“Don’t be ridiculous guys,” you huffed, “He got scared-”

“-Surprised! I wasn’t prepared for it which is why I reacted like that but I swear I’m not that bad!” Jisung tried to defend himself to disguise his embarrassment and flustered state, giving you a reason to roll your eyes.

“Yeah, that’s exactly why you screamed like a little girl,” you said playfully, turning back to the screen

“Thats all!” He snipped, narrowing his eyes at you, before continuing more slowly, “We’re not like….that.”

You didn’t know why you had to force a smile after that as well, nor didn’t you know why it felt like you were pretending to agree with that statement as you nodded. He had shut the idea down so fast it came off as him being absolutely against even the thought of kissing you, and that hurt just a little bit.

Clearing your throat, you leaned back in your seat, “Well! Considering Jisung is properly traumatised now, I think this is a good time to end the stream since it’s been about two hour? And we’re already at night three, which is pretty good progress!” You looked at him once again. “Thanks to Jisung for coming onto my stream and if you’re watching this on youtube, don’t forget to like and subscribe! Bye!”

You waved once again to signal the end of the stream, watching as the viewer count dropped to a little over a hundred. You ended it, making a mental note to edit out that entire secton about kissing him- more for your own sanity than anything. After closing Twitch, you sighed and stretched your arms over your head, shutting your eyes.

“That was fun,” Jisung muttered half-heartedly, taking note of the awkward air that had fallen over the two of you. You swallowed the lump in your throat.

“Yeah.”

Your voice was funny, as if you weren’t paying attention to what you were saying. He knew you better than you knew yourself, so he immediately realized something was wrong. Before he could say anything you had already gotten to your feet and walked away and out of your room.

Raising an eyebrow, he quickly followed suit, watching as you wordlessly got a glass down from your kitchen cupboards and poured yourself a glass of water. You were preoccupied, not mad, but it didn’t stop him from asking.

“Did I do something?”

You looked up for a second and then averted your eyes. “No, you didn’t. Thanks for actually going through with it.”

“Something’s on your mind,” He observed, getting closer as he cocked his head to the side in question. You couldn’t not look at him now, and chewed the inside of your cheek. “Wanna talk about it?”

Park Jisung, your idiot of a best friend. You hate him, you love him, you would do anything for him. When you realized how scared he had gotten, you wanted nothing more than to kick yourself for being the indirect reason for it. You were in love with your best friend and didn’t want to carry around the burden of having to keep it in any more.

“Is-” You stopped yourself, hesitating once again, “Is kissing me such a bad thing?”

His eyes widened at your question because to him, it was the most absurd one he had ever been faced with (even more than that midterm he took, which was saying something). Of course it didn’t sound like a bad idea, hell, he wanted nothing more than to be able to kiss you, but there was a teeny tiny little problem.

Jisung wasn’t just scared of horror games or ghosts (this one was Renjun’s fault). The thing he was most terrified, absolutely shit-scared of, was telling you he loved you and you not loving him back. It wasn’t just about being rejected, it was about being rejected by you.

But when he saw the way you looked at him right now, waiting in anticipation for his answer. Your eyes were almost sad as they searched his, lips pressed together in a thin line. When he waited for just a beat later, you dropped your gaze, sucking in a breath. You shouldn’t have said anything, you should have just kept your mouth shut and not let a stupid alert from Twitch of all places to get under your skin.

“It’s not.”

You blinked, “What?”

“It’s not a bad thing,” he said finally, giving you a small, lopsided smile. “It’s never been a bad idea it’s just- well I thought that you-”

“Me?” You asked in bewilderment, “How on earth was it me?”

“You shut it down so quickly!” He argued in earnest, “But that’s not the point Y/n, the point is that I would kiss you because I love-like-”

You didn’t let him finish the confession, which he was somewhat grateful for since that was not how he had ever seen it going. Instead, you leaned upwards and pecked his lips just to test the waters. He gaped at you, mouth opening and closing like a fish. You weren’t too sure where the sudden boost of confidence had come from, but you were glad you had done it anyways.

“You’re supposed to keep your eyes closed during a kiss,” You mumbled slyly and he scoffed.

“That was a terrible kiss. It didn’t even give me time to think about closing my eyes, let alone actually do it.”

“Oh? I guess you’ll just have to kiss me again then.”

He whole heartedly agreed with this offer, pressing his lips to yours again. This time, he made sure to close his eyes when he wrapped his arms around you. Your hands found their place interlocked around his neck, smiling just a little into a kiss. Jisung could taste that peach lip balm you liked to wear (because strawberry was much too tacky for your taste) and was very aware of how you cupped his face carefully.

“I love-like you too,” You muttered, teasing him gently when you pulled away from the kiss. He sighed, resting his forehead against yours. Relief filled him because he didn’t know what he would have done if you didn’t return his feelings. Probably would have blamed it on the RedBull and Donghyuck.

“That’s good.”

“Just good?”

He stammered, before whining when he realized you were pushing his buttons on purpose. “I mean- what exactly do you expect me to say here? Haven’t you put me through enough today?”

Your eyes shone, “I know exactly how we should commemorate our relationship.”

“Relationship?” He asked softly, “Wait fuck- I was supposed to ask you if you would like to be my girlfriend.” He cursed under his breath, “Please pretend I did that already. Go back to telling me how we should celebrate.”

You laughed and it was the prettiest sound he had ever heard, almost as pretty as you were. Nodding in amusement, you rested your chin on his shoulder, the both of you swaying together to no music.

“We should finish FNAF and I can actually kiss you after you scream your head off! Cute couple things, you know?”

Jisung was going to need a lot more RedBull.

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