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જ⁀➴ in which your gamer boyfriend is being a little too loud
content warning : yelling in all caps, scolding enjin because he's too grown
inspired by this fanart made by graysonsmt !!
"YOU'RE AIM IS SPOT ON, KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!" were the only words you could hear echo throughout the house. it had been a couple hours of this. every once in a while, you could hear your boyfriend yelling at the other players through the mic. you had moved to another room in attempt to isolate yourself as you caught up on paperwork, but it didn't quite seem to help. you even tried to block out the noise by putting your headphones on and playing your favorite songs.
it got to a point where anything you tried didn't work. so, you got up, walked down the hall and barged in the shared room. "follo tunito." he froze, suddenly halting his laughter. "not the full name (╥﹏╥)" he shuddered, knowing what was coming next. "i thought me moving to another room would've been an obvious sign of how loud you're being!" he quickly turned around and aggressively apologized. "i'm sorry baby, i didn't realize!"
you hear taunting snickering coming from the other side of the mic. "ooo someone's being scolded." you immediately recognize the voice, and of course, it was no other than enjin. "are you really playing with enjin?" you scoff. "...and gris, and august, and rudo..." he smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. you walk up to him and bend down to where the mic is, "enjin, you are 28 years old. TWO. EIGHT. you are way too old to be playing video games. go and get to work, or should i let corvus know about your shenanigans?" you tease. "HEY, WHY AM I BEING SCOLDED NOW?!?"
follo chuckled and took off his headset. his hands slowly trail around your waist, making his way up and down your back. he gives you that soft look, the kind that's full of admiration. still being slightly irritated, you turn your head away from him. follo puts his headset back on, just for a slight second, "hey guys, i'll talk to y'all later." he takes his headset back off and shuts down his desktop, giving you his full attention.
"y/n.." you slowly turn your head back towards him. "i really am sorry, i didn't realize how annoying i was being. i didn't mean to bother you, and i definitely didn't want to invade your space by being obnoxious." you can't help but smile a little bit. "you are so lucky i love you" you pout. you wrap your arms around his neck, leaning in and softly kissing him. his body fell into relaxation as he melted into the kiss. moments like this remind you that you really could never stay mad at him.
you live your life trying to balance having a stable and healthy relationship, finishing your degree and being a superhero. how much more until your sweet, understanding boyfriend gets tired of your excuses for misteriously dissapearing during dates? tags : sfw, smau, established relationship, little angsty?, satoru is sooooo in love :(, attack on titan spoilers!
playing : cirlces by post malone | masterlist ᰔᩚ
O1
“we don’t know how to thank you enough, spider”
the lady greets you after saving her little daughter from being kidnapped by a suspicious van.
“no need to thank me! just doing everything i can to keep new york city safe and-”
“quick, he’s escaping!”
you turn your head to where the police car was parked and the criminal you just caught was supposed to be, just to find him trying to fight one of the cops while being handcuffed. this motherfucker never gave you no break.
you act fast. you extend your arm and shoot your web in the direction of the enormous raven-haired man until you knock him face down on the floor. the web covers his scarred mouth as he looks at you sideways with that annoyed expression. “not today, buddy.”
you make sure the whole scene is under control and check the time on one of the huge screens in times square. 3.46PM.
you had a movie date with satoru at 4 o’clock. on the other side of town. how convenient. you wrap the thing up with the cops and a few moments later your web clings to the surface of buildings as you swing through the city, praying you arrive on time.
you started dating satoru about three years ago, and exactly four months after that, the spider bit you and your life never was the same again. you were juggling your life as an undercover superhero, trying to finish your studies and getting your degree, and having a beautiful and stable relationship with the boy you were madly in love with. of course, the first thing you asked thee tony stark the first time you met him was if you could tell your boyfriend about you becoming a superhero all of the sudden. and of course he said no.
you were moving as fast as you could. you could not be late today. it was the third time you'd rescheduled this date because of “girl stuff" (criminals and supervillains) kept interrupting your time with your beloved boyfriend.
first, it was fuckass naoya.
the evil little cockroach was planning on blowing up a girls' school while you were in line at the movies with your white-haired boyfriend. beep, spidersense.
naoya had been carrying out terrorist attacks across the country, and the idea of catching the little bastard when he was in your city consumed you. in less than two minutes you managed to think of something: telling your sweet, understanding boyfriend you needed to change your tampon, dashing out to catch naoya and going back to watch the movie with satoru as if nothing had happened. all of that in the time it takes for the trailers to show before the actual movie. that is…15 minutes.
you look to your side to see an excited satoru yapping about how happy he was about this. he was holding your hand with one of his own while the other kept the popcorn bucket close to his chest. he adjusted his black frames on the bridge of his nose as he continued talking.
“i’ve been waiting for this moment since i was sixteen, baby. you have no idea. i haven’t read the last volume of the manga because i wanted to see it on the big screen, and it’s actually happening, like right now!” he looks at you and kisses your cheek. “and i’m so happy i am watching it with you.”
and the winner of worst girlfriend ever goes to you.
“i just really hope armin doesn’t die. he’s the coolest.” he adds.
the lady at the door of the movie theatre looks at you and pays attention as gojo hands her your tickets. behind her the neon lights adorned the movie poster: “attack on titan: the last attack”
“babe, i think my period just arrived. i’m gonna check if i need to grab a pad real quick.”
“but the movie-”
“i’ll be back before it starts! promise!”
except fuckass naoya wasn’t alone. one hour and twenty two minutes later, you came back to the cinema and sneaked into the dark room. you knew you fucked up when instead of listening to the movie dialogue you heard music and the lights were on. you went up the stairs to the seats you had reserved with your boyfriend, just to find an empty seat and a half finished popcorn bucket. you took out your phone and your fingers typed faster than your brain could process what words to say so your boyfriend wouldn't think you were such a shitty person.
and next week, it was sukuna’s fat ass with his little alien friends wanting to burn the fuck out of manhattan bothering your date night.
and you had to think about another lame excuse.
satoru gojo could be a lot of things, but stupid was not one of them.
gojo was starting to find your misterious disapearings quite suspicious. he has never ever been in a relationship before you, and you remember how difficult it was for him to slowly come out of his shell and show you his true sself to you. he started to grow insecurities. were you not in love in him anymore? did you find someone else? were you already seeing someone else?
he tried his best to erase those thoughts. afer all, the man was hopelessly in love with you. he could not think wrong of you even if he tried. but you just kept explaining less each time he asked what you were doing, and he noticed how careful you have started to act around him
and third, just a couple moments ago, it was big bum toji zenin fucking up your romantic plans.
now now, let’s get back to where we were.
you arrive at the infamous movie theatre. finally.
you land on an alley next to the big building to detransform and get back into your normal clothing. you grab your phone and check your time. 4:42 pm. fuck.
you were dying to tell him the truth.
but keeping him alive was more important than anything.
what if someone found out he was important to you? they would use that against you. hurt him, kidnap him, maybe even-
you couldn’t. this was your life to deal with. he had nothing to do with all of this. and it was better if he was not involved at all. it was safer, smarter. you would do anything to keep satoru safe, even if that meant making him hate you.
the next few days passed like a normal week. you noticed gojo a little bit more distant, but nothing really concerning. you thought about ending things with him the second your…job? started to get more serious. when creatures from other planets you suddenly had to finish off came along you understood you were involved in some serious shit. not just helping the old lady from the block get her cat back from the top of the tree (which of course you did too).
satoru spent those days thinking.
with this behaviours of yours, he had to think about a way to keep you. a way to get your attention back from whatever was distracting you from your pretty and thoughtful boyfriend, whatever was keeping you away from him.
he called choso up. he asked him what he thought about the situation. with a tired voice and a sigh, his friend replied:
“i don’t know man..jus’… make her jealous or something. that will piss her off”
choso kamo has never ever been in a relationship before. no one with a functioning brain would follow any romantic advice from him. with the sole exception of satoru gojo, of course.
so, first things first. how to make her beautiful girlfriend jealous? and most importantly, with who?
satoru thought, again.
shoko? would’t make sense, that’s your best friend.
utahime? yeah…no thanks.
it had to be someone he looks up at. someone almost impossible to bag. someone hot and attractive. he just wanted to give you a little taste of your own medicine. a little scold for ignoring him these days. of course he was not even close to thinking of cheating. he just wanted to get your attention, and he was willing to do the dumbiest shit to get there.
so, as he was walking downtown in the crowded new york streets, he found an answer. he looked up at the big billboard in front of him. there it was, he had it just before his eyes. red and blue all over the place.
someone he looks up at? check.
impossible to bag? check.
hot and atrractive? … oh mama, check.
who could be more accurate for this mission than the girl who stealed every manhattan men’s breaths? oh he could already imagine your face, all red and grumpy. he adjusted his glasses and crossed the street towards the magazine shop. the nice man greeted him and asked him what was he looking for.
“i would like that spidergirl poster, please. yeah, the big one.”
݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ FIVE LONG NIGHTS .ᐟ pt 1; bllk x fnaf .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
now no place is safe to hide
"i bet you all $20 you can't last five nights at freddy's." the dare escaped bachira's lips before he could think. this bet immediately piqued the attention of everyone in the isagi's living room. isagi and rin were the first ones to lauch from their respective spots from opposite sides of the room.
the 'freddy's fazbear pizzeria' was an urban legend that lingered among the town for years. rumours of the discontinued franchise's pizza spot had circulated throughout the town for years, with many saying that the place was haunted and any one who entered would never live to tell the story.
"oh yeah? i think i can last six nights." shidou posed with a grin. a pillow launched across the room and directly at his strawberry-vanilla toned head as chigiri stood up. "realistically," he began looking across the room at his teammates. "you all wouldn't survive the night."
"eh, $20 is pocket change but me and nagi'll definitely survive." reo shouted from his spot on the couch, with nagi nodding aggressively (although, he wasn't paying much attention to the conversation).
"aight, it's a bet then. 12 am. don't be late." a proud bachira exclaimed.
݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ FIVE LONG NIGHTS .ᐟ pt 1; bllk x fnaf .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
now no place is safe to hide
"i bet you all $20 you can't last five nights at freddy's." the dare escaped bachira's lips before he could think. this bet immediately piqued the attention of everyone in the isagi's living room. isagi and rin were the first ones to lauch from their respective spots from opposite sides of the room.
the 'freddy's fazbear pizzeria' was an urban legend that lingered among the town for years. rumours of the discontinued franchise's pizza spot had circulated throughout the town for years, with many saying that the place was haunted and any one who entered would never live to tell the story.
"oh yeah? i think i can last six nights." shidou posed with a grin. a pillow launched across the room and directly at his strawberry-vanilla toned head as chigiri stood up. "realistically," he began looking across the room at his teammates. "you all wouldn't survive the night."
"eh, $20 is pocket change but me and nagi'll definitely survive." reo shouted from his spot on the couch, with nagi nodding aggressively (although, he wasn't paying much attention to the conversation).
"aight, it's a bet then. 12 am. don't be late." a proud bachira exclaimed.
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