⌠- soft times like these always fuel him
⼠summary: honestly, at first, you thought simpbur wasnt the type to be soft. and/or: simpbur just being a lee lol
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âď¸ď¸ authors note: my brainrot is so bad oh my god. anyways have this im bored + this is an x reader. y/n is not used. im sorry if you arent comfy with x readers, this probably isnt for you
honestly, at first, you thought simpbur wasn't the type to be soft. he seemed like your average greasy dude who gave all of his money to streamers. that's how he was at first, and it hurt you. you didn't know why for the longest time, but it hurt you so much to see that he was living like this. that he prioritized random women instead of eating, showering, anything you could think of. so you helped him. you started to talk to him more, come to his house. he started to prioritize himself slowly, missing half of all of the streams he watched, and even got to cleaning himself. he was still very awkward, yeah. but he was getting better, and that was all that mattered to you. months passed, his personality nearly the same yet only using twitch when he was really bored. you were his partner now. you found it kind of cute how he would simply stop working when you hugged or cuddled him, and how he would be so hesitant to kiss you. you both were happy, simpbur finally finding love that wasn't one sided and unhealthy. you two were resting after a beach trip, laughing at how you still found sand in simpburâs hair after jokingly putting sand on him. it was like a dry snowball fight; yet still fun. you tucked your head under his chin, jumping a little when you felt him lay down on the couch with your body weight on him, making his descend faster than expected. he let out a tiny snort at your sudden fear. âwhat, thought i was gonna drop you or something?â you let out a huff, nudging his ribs with your hand. it was meant to be a slight lighthearted shove, yet your focus was altered when you heard a small squeak come from him before he smacked a hand over his mouth. oh. oh? you two sat in silence for what felt like minutes upon minutes, your gaze finally locking with his. simpburâs face was plastered with a light scarlet, and you could feel his nervousness radiate to you. it was adorable. âi-i see that look in your eyes, don't you dahA- EEEAHA!â he let out a high pitched squeal when you vibrated your fingers into his ribs for a few seconds, just testing the waters. his hands had moved to yours, grabbing your wrists. this was mostly a good thing for you, as you could see his giddy grin and fully red face. he was so flustered already. ânoho- ihihihi-â you weren't even moving your hands, yet he was still squirming and giggling softly. âsimpbur, look at my hands.â he picked his head up a little, looking down at your still hands. he threw his head back to where it was, squeezing his eyes shut. âihihi knohohow! ihihits juhust so tihihickly- AAH! NAHAHA!â he kicked one of his legs out as you moved down to squeeze at his sides, nearly melting at your boyfriend as he let out a snort. âdoHOHOnt! ihIHi did nohothing toho desEHERVe thihis- ahahAHee-â you cocked an eyebrow up, chuckling. âoh, but you did!â you leaned in, watching simpbur open one of his eyes in slight confusion. âyouâre being too cute, simpbur! that's a crime that gets you a death sentence, yâknow?â âdeheath sentehEHAAAAAAH!? NOHOHOHOHO-â he let out a loud scream as you quickly pulled up his shirt before blowing a large raspberry on his side. he squealed, kicked, and screamed; yet no sort of stop came out of him. you finally did stop when his laughter started to get strained, looking up and grinning at the sight of your boyfriend: his hair was all messed up, his beanie fell off, and his teary eyes complimented the deep shade of red on his face. you kissed his side, making him squeak and jump one more time. you pulled his shirt back down, kissing his cheek and tucking your head back under his chin. you laughed a little at the sound of his residue giggles, softening when he wrapped his arms around you. you both fell asleep, the sound of his heartbeat being a magical lullaby to you. - simpbur had the idea of bringing you two to a movie theater to watch a movie you had your eye on for a while. he was proud of himself because usually he would find that out by usually stalking someone's accounts, but this time, it was because you told him and he just kept it in mind.
as you both got seated, simpbur drooped his head to rest on top of yours. he claimed it was because âhe was too tall; others might not be able to see the movieâ but you knew exactly what he was doing. you didn't mind, anyway. it was nice, you and simpbur had to hold in laughter from watching people who sat alone get annoyed by you two. you both were totally going to laugh about it on the drive back home. it was probably 20 minutes into the movie after that, you nearly falling asleep. not because you were bored of the movie, no, not at all. you were resting your head on simpbur while he rested his as well. it was so comfortable for some reason, even in the chairs. his clothes were so soft, his hair being the exact same. you put the popcorn on the empty chair next to you, putting your free hand on simpburâs thigh. you noticed him nearly falling asleep like you did and are doing, so you gave his thigh a tiny squeeze. it was only to attempt to wake him up, but right after you did it.. you instantly realized a flaw with that plan. simpburâs leg jolted upwards, hearing a tiny âeep!â come out of him, quiet enough for probably only the people above and below them to hear. you smiled softly, moving your hand up to his stomach. you obviously checked for signs of discomfort, making simpbur uncomfortable was the last thing you wanted to do. he seemed fine, more than fine. he had a wide smile on his face as he glanced at you and then your hand. his voice was nearly inaudible as he leaned in and whispered. âg-gentle, please.â you grinned, adjusting yourself and wrapping your other arm around his. you snaked your hand under his shirt and traced shapes and words on his stomach, internally cooing at his little giggles. this was the only thing you did for the entire movie, making sure not to disrupt at all. you were so, so glad that you helped him. if you didn't, who knows what he would be doing right now. you might have a lot of achievements, like maybe getting all Aâs for three years in a row, but the one that you decided was your best was taking a man who thought he couldn't be saved and walking through everything with him. you wouldn't have your boyfriend if you didn't, anyways. that wouldâve been a grave mistake on your end. you wouldn't have it different for the world.
