wherein: video games are simple. love is complicated. girls are erratic. loving women while playing video games? a mindfuck. but it should be simple enough for a female himbo who plays codm, right? wrong.
ib: TORPE by JAO
content: none of these are proofread we die like alice wu gulliver, fluff, emotional stupidity, someone ends up with a man (you'll see if it's good or bad), a ton of cursing in tagalog and english, suggestive stream comments in tagalog and english, no one gets put into a blender too much
ft. katseye, bini, alamat jao, vxon vince, sb19 stell, demi bennett/rhea ripley, thea trinidad/zelina vega, and various wrestlers
author's note: i decided to make this a smau cuz it revolves so much around conversations in texts ✋🏼😭 this'll probably be short and gah pls don't hate me cuz ts will prolly suck.... also, didn't include the wrasslers' twts since they won't be there anyway it's mainly the girls and y/n's boiz.
if y'all want a taglist for this, plsplspls tell me 🥹
profiles:
walong siraulo hanggang dulo ♾️ | straight outta la 😎 | mga babaero (by hev abi) 💪
[cw: threesome, overstimulation, voyeurism, exhibitionism (i guess?)]
YA’LLLL i swear i was gonna do jho for my first bini drabble after a while but then i thought about how aiahcey are kinda my danjangz but bini… and ya’ll know crazy i am about danjangz and the same is about to happen to aiahcey like HELLOOOO 😭😭😵💫🙏
pretty femme dom gfs save me… save me pretty femme dom gfs…
being the breath of fresh air they need amidst their messy idol life aka their pretty little doll who would willingly do anything for them 🫣 stacey calling you in the middle of the night to come over her house and ofc you're so eager to do just that bcs you're whipped as hell! omg she probably likes to fuck you in front of a mirror all the time.. all to see how embarrassed you look seeing yourself get stretched out and have your cunt abused by your friend like this :(( mapang-asar din minsan si staku so i like to think that she likes to taunt you while fucking you 😭 or even full on insult you just to add to the humiliation 😵💫😵💫 maybe she’d even record sometimes 🤭 laughing at your tears and whines but immediately cooing at you and kissing your face when you start sobbing—she just loves being annoying to you :((
and where do those videos end up?? right on her ate aiah's dms! i like to think na mahilig magpa-inggit si staku LMAOO saying smth like "look what ur missing out on, u workaholiccc 😝" and the video attached is you being a whiny mess with stacey instructing you to moan aiah's name in the background 😭 this ofc just makes aiah drive up to stacey's house in record time, which stacey loves sm bcs that's totally unlike the aiah she normally sees 🤭
in direct contrast to staku, aiah loves to plan out your meetings where it wouldn't be a convenience to either of you! but sometimes she gets needy and hasty too.. don't forget she's just as obsessed with you as stacey is so she definitely fucks you as soon as she has the opportunity to, she needs you!!
now listen.. pussy drunk aiah losing herself in between your legs while stacey whispers the nastiest shit in your ear as she massages your clit.. her even grabbing aiah's head and pushing her closer to your cunt just to get you to moan their names 😩😩 i'm a painslut!stacey believer so she would loveee to feel your nails digging into her skin or scratching her arm when she's doing too much 😭 even goes as far as to admire the marks you leave on her afterwards?? she's a lil freak what can i say!! and then there's your sweet ate aiah being a soft dom at heart 🥺 constantly looking up at you with worry in her eyes bcs she never wants to push you over the edge too much :(( their dynamic is kinda funny to me NOBODY GETS IT.
"staku.. i think she's had enough.. mh.."
"no, no, isa pa. she likes that, believe me. look at her! and look at you! gustong-gusto mo pa.."
aiah absolutely loves it when you make a mess all over her beautiful face! a little embarrassing for you but the satisfied look on her face makes it worth the trouble 🤭 and yk what's even hotter than watching aiah wipe her chin clean and suck your juices with her fingers?? watching stacey pull her close and kiss her, hearing her moan at how you tasted on aiah's tongue.. well, who wouldn't get wet again at the sight of that?! 😵💫
expect only the best and softest aftercare the coming morning! both of them are cuddling you and spoon-feeding you food while you all chill on stacey's couch watching teleseryes and movies 🥰🥰 probably until the two of them feel like fucking you all over again which usually only takes about the first thirty minutes of a movie.. 😛
synopsis: yn's father is dying. unfortunately for yn, his dying wish is a bit difficult to do. but aiah is completely down for it.
pairing: aiah arceta x f!reader
warnings: tagalog dialogue
wc: 2.7k
a/n: thank you guys for the 140 followers!!! so here's a little preview of the aiah fic. this is the start of my draft so some things can change when the full fic comes out. i really love working on this one so i hope you guys enjoy :) also here's the soundtrack to keep y'all sated while i finish this: soundtrack
Life is short so you should live your life with no regrets is the saying that Aiah always hears quite often. At first, she stuck with it which ended up with her trying out modelling, pageantry, and eventually auditioning in the entertainment industry. It is the saying that actually changed her life.
If it weren't for that, she wouldn't have met you. The cute yet gorgeous barista at the coffee shop she regularly went to because of you.
The amount of customers dwindled after the morning rush hour in the Beans Cafe. The noises of the busy patrons are now replaced with the soft chatter of a few customers left behind along with the occasional hisses of steaming milk.
You had taken over the till for the cashier to take a small break at the back. It had already been a long morning for her so you volunteered while Charlotte manned the coffee machine. Coffee stains are littered on your apron and some had gotten on your shirt as you busy yourself with wiping down the counter from crumbs and mysterious coffee rings that are somehow there . It didn’t take long for the bell at the cafe’s entrance to ring, announcing that a customer had arrived.
For you, this is just another normal day. But for Aiah who had just stepped foot into the cafe, she felt her whole world shift as she glanced upon you. She didn't expect for her heart to stutter when she looked at you behind the counter, forgetting the sole purpose of her quick detour to get her daily caffeine fix.
Aiah could hear her blood loudly pumping in her ears seeing your lips curve upwards to form a polite smile.
"Good afternoon, are you ready to-" She cuts you off, her heart rate sky rocketing as she feels fidgety in front of you who looks like mama Mary in her eyes.
"Oh uh yeah um," She stutters, quickly glancing up at the menu and saying the first thing she read out loud. "One iced latte please." She gives you a kind smile.
"Is that all?"
"Yes."
"For here or to go?"
"To go."
"Okay, one iced latte for Aiah to go." She blinks at first, shocked that you knew her name. Her mind is going haywire trying to remember if she had already met you before. But she could never forget a face like yours if she already did.
"Have we met before?" She asks, her curiosity eating her alive.
A flash of recognition glints in your irises, "You're from bini, right?"
"Yeah..." You smiled again at her, even gentler this time. Aiah feels her whole world turn upside down and her knees start to become weak.
You take her silence as a sign that she might be in a hurry. "Don't worry. It won't take long." You hand her back her debit card that she doesn't remember handing to you.
"Thanks." Aiah awkwardly says while she places her wallet back in her purse, feeling her ears turn red.
True to your own word, it really didn't take a while for her drink to be made as only a couple of minutes passed by and you've already called out her name. Before she could leave with her drink, you quickly gained courage and swallowed.
"I'm sorry for asking but can I take a photo with you?" You could feel your body heat up in embarrassment, your composure quickly jumping out of the window.
"Sure!" Aiah doesn't hesitate to agree, feeling lucky that a pretty girl had just asked to take a photo with her. "Thank you!" You pipe up and quickly go around the counter to stand next to her.
You take your phone out of your pocket and she gently takes it from you and takes a photo of the two of you. "Can you tag me if you post it?" She asks, silently hoping that you'd say yes.
"Sige po. Thank you ulit." You bow your head a little while clutching your phone with both of your hands. Aiah found that adorable, a small smile unconsciously forming on her lips. "No problem."
"Have a good day po!" You greet her cheerfully instead of your usual polite, customer service voice.
“You too,” She reads your name tag pinned to your apron, “y/n.” She warmly smiles at you before leaving the cafe.
As soon as she and the girls have finally arrived back at their house, Aiah immediately checks her phone to check if you had already posted the photo. To her surprise, you did. So naturally, she followed your profile.
The next day...
“Good afternoon- oh!” You cut yourself off as you see Aiah once again entering the cafe.
A soft smile is playing on her face, “Hi!”
“Same as yesterday?” You ask once she’s directly across you. Her smile manages to take your breath away, making you forget to breathe for a second before composing yourself.
“Yep.”
“One iced latte for Aiah coming right up.” You then slip away to the side after punching in her order and taking her payment to slide the cup into Charlotte’s area.
While taking an order from another customer, you hear your friend trying to catch your attention.
“Pssst… psssssst.” She whispers out of Aiah’s earshot who’s standing a couple of metres away.
Her stare is directed at the Cebuana’s direction while her body is facing the coffee machine. “Teh, siya ba ‘yung crush mo sa ano…” Charlotte pauses, trying to remember the name of the girl group that you’re currently obsessed with.
“Bini? Bias ko siya, bakit?” You butt in.
“Ang pretty pala niya. Mukhang mabait din.” She comments while handing you the drink.
With the perfect timing, you and Aiah make eye contact and she spots her drink in your hand. She walks over to the counter while giving you a small smile.
"Have a good day po!" You politely say while giving her the drink.
"You too."
With Charlotte being her usual self, she watched the whole interaction. Nudging her elbow to yours in a teasing manner with a cheeky grin on her face.
While Aiah walks towards where their van is parked, she notices your slanted handwriting on her cup reading: BINI Aiah accompanied by a smiley face next to it. The small gesture is enough to make her day and a smile to constantly appear on her lips.
Even though it has only been two days, Aiah has already decided that her day will never be complete without seeing you. So naturally, she stops by the cafe the next day.
It's Charlotte that noticed her first when she entered since you had your back turned to her while throwing out the receipt that the previous customer didn't take.
"Andiyan ulit 'yung crush mo. Grabe ang haba ng hair mo." She whispers while the singer approaches the counter. You quickly take Aiah's order before replying to Charlotte's previous comment.
"Nag-aassume ka nanaman ng kung ano-ano, Cha." You pause as you hand her the cup with the sticker of Aiah's iced latte order.
"Maybe she just likes the coffee or convenient lang 'tong location ng cafe para sakaniya." You continue.
It is indeed a little bit unusual to see Aiah coming into the cafe for three days straight and around the same time daily. You didn't want to presume things so you opted for more logical reasoning.
"Or maybe. na love at first sight siya sa'yo." Charlotte's opinion seems the opposite of yours, though. "Yieeee~" She adds to her teasing.
"O eto, tawagin mo na 'yung bebe mo." You roll your eyes at her playfully before calling out for the singer.
"Thanks y/n! Have a good day!" As soon as Aiah exits the cafe, Charlotte takes to your side.
"Inaagaw niya na 'yung line mo. Sa susunod, 'yung puso mo naman 'yung aagawin niya."
Meanwhile, Aiah blushed the whole day upon seeing the little heart that you drew beside her name. That night, she finally gained the courage and tapped on your instagram profile to send you a quick message.
But that same saying ended up being her most hated string of words after the two of you broke up. Because how could she continue to live her life to the fullest when her mind is filled with different kinds of what ifs and regrets. Aiah never meant for any of those things to happen but they did, and they were all out of her control.
Ever since your college days, you, Sam, and Cha have had this weekly hangout every Friday that takes place at the nearby cafe after your trio’s gig. Even if one of you couldn’t make it at the performance due to taking some needed overtime at work or other things, none of you could ever miss out on the weekly chismis update you three have in the cafe.
That’s how the three of you can be found outside the cafe, sitting around the small table around past 10 o’clock. With the occasional cars and motorcycles whizzing by and some of the regulars at the restobar doing a double take as they recognise the trio called Velvet that performs for fun during the end of the business week.
“Pwede ba, sa susunod na gig natin, ‘wag mo munang landiin ‘yung mga babae sa audience habang hindi pa tayo tapos sa stage.” Charlotte says while you almost choke on your drink trying to hold in your laughter at Cha’s statement.
“In my defense, sobrang ganda niya.” Sam is quick to defend himself.
“What happened ba? Tuwing hindi ako nakakasama sa gig, ang daming nangyayari.” You weren’t able to join them for your little side hustle because you were stuck in your office doing some extra work for extra cash.
“Patapos na sana kami kaso minamata niya ‘yung girl sa harapan edi ayan, natapakan niya ‘yung cable niya at natanggal ‘yung saksak sa amp.” She takes a quick sip of her strawberry matcha before continuing her story. “Buti nga acoustic ‘yung gamit niya kaya rinig parin ‘yung gitara kahit papano.”
You turn your attention to Sam who is clearly more bitter than embarrassed at the situation. “Nahanap mo ba ‘yung girl after?”
“Hindi. Nagka-ick yata sakaniya.” Charlotte says on Sam's behalf who huffs before taking a sip of his coffee.
“Pano ba ‘yan, may minus na ‘yung pogi points mo.” You tease him with a crooked smile.
“At least tinawag mo ‘kong pogi. That counts for something, diba?” He flashes you a smug smirk making you drop your smile immediately.
“Asa ka.”
“Says the one who used to have a crush on me.” He leans over the table and shoots you a quick wink.
“Oh please, that was years ago.” You take a sip of your drink. “Tiyaka hindi ko pa alam ‘yang pag-uugali mo noon, noh. Kung alam ko lang sana, hindi na kita pinatulan. Yuck.” Charlotte laughs loudly at your face that contorted with disgust with the idea of dating Sam.
“Sometimes I forget na may past nga pala kayo.”
“'Wag mo nang ipaalala ‘yan sa’kin, please. Hindi na yata kaya ng pagkakatao ko ‘yung kahihiyan pag naalala ko ‘yan.” You groan while looking up at the city’s dull night sky.
“Sus. Y’know if it wasn’t for mama Mary, baka talagang niligawan kita.”
“As if magpapaligaw ako sa’yo.” You raise an eyebrow at him as if he just dropped something offensive.
“Sa dami ng manliligaw ni y/n noon, sa tingin mo ikaw ‘yung pipiliin niya? Pati nga mga straight na babae nagkakandarapa diyan sakaniya.” Charlotte states, referencing the absurd amount of suitors that you used to have. Her neutral expression then turns confusion as she realises what Sam said. “Wait, mama Mary?” She looks at Sam who returns her weird stare.
“Oo. After classes nakasalubong ko siya on the way to the cafe. Cinonfront niya ‘ko. She said na I should stay away from y/n. Wala dapat akong balak na sundan siya kaso sobrang nakakatakot ‘yung itsura niya.” Sam explains while you and Cha stare at him dumbfoundedly with your mouths ajar.
Shocked, you ask, “Kailan ‘yun?”
“Bago pa kayo magkaaminan.” He casually answers, taking a bite out of his bagel. “I thought you knew?”
“Well you didn’t exactly say anything to me. Pati siya.” You honestly reply.
“Kaya pala biglang naging behaved si Sam pag andiyan ka.” Charlotte comments while Sam shrugs but the two of you pay him no mind.
A few beats of silence pass by before it gets disturbed by Charlotte.
“I wonder how she’s doing now.” She thinks out loud while spacing out.
“Super busy siguro. Diba may tour sila ngayon?”
“Kakatapos lang yata. Sayang hindi ako nakanood.”
“Ikaw y/n, bloom ka pa rin ba?” Sam then once again turns the conversation topic towards you.
“Alam niyo naman na wala akong time para sa mga ganiyan.” You avoid eye contact with the two, feeling your heart starting to pick up its pace with the mention of your ex.
“Don’t tell me na kahit naging sikat na sila, hindi ka na-curious sa kung anong nangyari sa bini?” Charlotte asks and looks at you with one eyebrow raised, as if she’s a detective interrogating a possible suspect.
“Honestly, at first, oo. Pero wala na talaga akong time ever since nagkasakit si papa.”
Upon hearing you mention your dad, Sam couldn’t help but ask about him. “Kamusta na nga pala si Manong Dodong?”
“Okay naman. He’s handling it better than I thought.”
The past eight months have been a little challenging for you after your father, Eduardo’s, heart failure diagnosis. At first the medicine did its job perfectly, keeping him stable. But after a while, his condition started to deteriorate. It’s only a matter of time before the inevitable happens and you want to give your dad the last best moments of his life despite your grudges towards him.
“Pero y/n, if ever kailangan mo ng tulong, don’t hesitate to ask for some help, ha?” Charlotte’s usual playful tone becomes serious. “Thanks, Cha.”
Though her seriousness is only short-lived. “Okay!”
“Tama na ‘yang drama-drama na ‘yan. Nabalitaan niyo na ba ‘yung tungkol kay…”
It’s already past 11 by the time you arrive at your house. You stare at the unusual car parked right across the house, never having seen it before. You shrug it off, assuming that it’s probably one of your neighbours’ visitors.
But what’s more unusual is when you step out of your car, you notice that your house seems to be quite livelier than it usually is. The lights appear to be all turned on and you can hear your father laughing as soon as you enter the gate.
You enter the front door, your eyes quickly scanning the living room. “Pa anong- “ You stop yourself as you see a figure that you haven’t seen nor heard from in a long time. “Aiah?”
“Shucks.” Aiah’s eyes widen in shock upon seeing you enter the house. “Sige na Tay, mauuna na po ako.” She stands up. “Sa susunod nalang po ulit.”
“Mag-iingat ka, ha. Basta sa susunod na punta mo dito sa’kin may dala ka ulit na pagkain.” Eduardo reminds her while he’s comfortably sitting down on his spot at the couch.
Aiah giggles. “Opo. Magdadala po ako ng mga favourite niyo.”
“Kung hindi lang po sana ako busy, baka araw-arawin ko na po ang pagbisita dito.” She adds, earning a suspicious stare from your dad.
“Nako. Gusto mo lang makita ang anak ko.”
“Pa…” You interrupt, feeling your cheeks heating up at his implication.
“Secret lang po natin ‘yun.” Aiah whispers to him but you could still hear her clearly. “Sige na po.” She gives your dad a quick hug for goodbye.
“y/n.” Aiah bows her head a little towards you. Acknowledging you as she passes by.
You follow her outside, ignoring the rapid beating of your heart and butterflies swirling around your stomach. It has almost been two years since you last saw her and she’s still as gorgeous as ever. It’s enough to make your mind forget about everything that has happened.
“Aiah wait!” She stops by the gate and turns around to face you. “Kailan pa?” You ask vaguely, it’s the only two words that manage to leave your mouth. Thankfully, Aiah knows what you’re referring to.
“I never stopped visiting him, y/n.” You stay silent, staring at her while processing her sudden revelation. Aiah takes in your stunned figure and proceeds to exit through the gate, getting in her car that’s just across the house.
You take a deep breath before slowly exhaling it out. Your heart and mind are still recovering from seeing Aiah and her parting words.
summary ; excitement was something she was missing and you provided it for her. she thinks you're clueless, but she doesn't know that every move she's made has already been played by you.
pairing ; mikha lim x fem!reader
content ; mikha goes to admu, reader goes to up, mikha volleyball player, BABAERO CONYO MIKHA!!!, hookup culture, half smau...., suggestive, read to see ^-^ !!! taglish w eng translations!
genre ; fluff, angst
wc ; 3.8k
playlist here !!
a/n ; thank u @heybeautifulstranger for helping me translate hehe labyu
mikha loved volleyball. without it, she was nothing. at least, that's what she believes.
she put all her time and effort into the sport, disregarding everything else to improve herself. she was already the star player; every young person in the country was familiar with the name ‘mikha lim’. although the girl was incredible at her sport – that wasn’t the reason why she was so well known.
mikha was attractive. she knew that and apparently everyone in the country did, too. people came to her games to watch her play, but not watch her play. mikha wished people focused more on her performance as an athlete, but she wouldn’t lie and say she didn’t like the attention. support was still support.
“huy, friday night na at nagpapractice ka pa? late na, mikhs. umuwi ka na. (it’s friday night and you’re still practicing? it’s late, mikhs. you should go home.)” her coach advised, putting equipment away. mikha laughed, gripping the ball she held. “not yet, coach. may energy pa ako. (i still have energy.)”
“baka namimiss ka na ng jowa mo. (your girlfriend might miss you already.)” she teased, earning another laugh from the star player. “i don’t have time for a relationship po.”
“oo nga, baka magalit ang mga fangirls and boys mo. (that's right, your fangirls and fanboys might get mad)” she joked, mikha rolling her eyes playfully. she threw the ball over to her coach, deciding to pack up for the night. “i can’t have a jowa when i’m supposed to be the nation’s girlfriend!” she grabbed her bag and water bottle, turning to her coach who was clearly amused by her answer. “i’ll go home na po, night, coach! see you next week.”
“bye, mikhs.”
she gets into her car, checking her phone for the first time in hours. dozens of notifications flooded her phone as soon as she changed her focus from do not disturb. ranging from message requests sent by ambitious and confident (delusional) fans to thirsty comments on her posts to getting tagged on edits, and so much more.
she ignored all of them and immediately checked her messages.
when she said she had no time for relationships, she meant it. but that didn’t mean no time for some fun. she drove home to freshen up and get ready to meet up with her friends.
the loud and busy atmosphere always amuses mikha. while some people enjoy quiet and intimate places, mikha enjoyed the club.
“lim! over here!” kyle, one of her friends, calls out. she made her way past the sea of dancing drunks and sat with her group. “get me a drink, kyle.” she said, making the group laugh. “wow, hello to you, too.” he sassed before getting up to get mikha’s go-to. “sinong target mo today, mikhs? (who's your target of the day, mikhs?)” evan asked with a smirk on his face. “kakarating ko lang, van. (i just got here, van.) let me drink first, then that question will be easy to answer.”
kyle shortly came back to the table with mikha’s drink, sliding it over to her excitedly. “thanks, kyle.” she dragged, taking a sip from the glass. “okay, you drank na. who’re you going after?” evan pushed, causing the group to laugh. “what if you just sit and relax, mikhs? it won’t hurt to go a night without sleeping with a random girl.” aiah suggested, foolishly, mikha thought. she scoffed, shaking her head. “ate aiah, where’s the fun in that? besides, i’m not in the mood to sleep with someone tonight.”
“then?”
“baka make out lang... (probably just make out...)”
and that’s exactly what she did.
as soon as she got a little tipsy, she moved to the dance floor and picked a girl up without even trying. she pushed the girl against the wall, her lips on hers and hands on her waist. mikha had no idea what her name was or where she came from. they made small talk before, but mikha didn’t bother listening. she knew where this was gonna lead and she didn’t want to waste time remembering details about someone she was never going to see again.
she pulled away from the girl, who’s eyes twinkled with excitement. “this was fun, thanks…?”
“jen! my name is jen! but it’s okay if you don’t remember! you wanna get out of here? we can get out of here!” she asked, eager to spend more time with mikha. she slowly let go of jen’s waist, squinting her eyes before shaking her head. “nah, i’m good. you have a good night, though.” and with that, she left the girl alone in the bathroom stunned and embarrassed.
she made her way back to her group’s table, all eyeing her with amusement in their eyes. “what?” she asked, grabbing a fry from the basket they were all sharing. “who was it?”
“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” she shrugs, grabbing another fry to try and end the conversation.
“maybe you should check your hair and makeup before you leave the bathroom, lim.” kyle teased, catching mikha off guard. “shit, is it bad?”
gwen laughed before passing her a wet wipe. “nakakatawa ka, mikhs. (you’re funny, mikhs)”
“i don’t even remember her name. it was like jane something..?”
“jen?! jen santos?! you made out with jen santos?!” evan yelped, letting out the biggest laugh. “what’s wrong..? she was pretty.”
“yeah, she’s pretty. but she’s like.. obsessed with you. i heard she’s been trying to catch you at one of these things so she’s gone to every club in the area.”
“are you being for real..? what if we’re talking about different jens?” mikha suggested. but evan was quick to whip his phone out and show her jen’s account. “is this her?”
“oh..”
evan let out another laugh, causing kyle to laugh with him. “she’s just gonna keep coming here now! we need to find another place!” they joked, earning an eye roll from her. “she’s probably not that bad, you’re just–”
“mikha!” a voice calls out, catching everyone’s attention. it was jen. she walked over to their table a little too excitedly, standing over mikha and placing her hand on her shoulder. “i think you should rethink your decision, malapit lang ang place ko! (my place is near!) we could dip right now.” she offered, trying to be seductive. “ah.. i’m good, jane.” mikha replied, removing her hand off of her shoulder. “it’s jen, pero okay lang! (but it’s okay!) you wanna sit with me? nakaupo lang ako doon. (i’m just sitting there)”
“i’m good.. i’m here with my friends. you have a good night, though.” she smiled politely, trying her best to send her away. “oh, okay! i’ll catch you mamaya (later)! i’ll get your number or something.”
mikha simply nodded as the girl walked away, extremely giddy from the interaction. “shit.. no wonder why it was so much easier.” they all laughed at her, echoes of various comments following. “this is why you should’ve listened to me and stayed still.” aiah joked, but meant it.
“next time, i won’t even look at a girl.” her friends snickered knowing that would never be possible.
you were a casual sports enjoyer, being in a sports enthusiastic school – you couldn’t escape it. everyone would go to all the games, basketball, volleyball. it was one of the few things that brought everyone together, but it never came above your academics.
it wasn’t like all you did was study, you liked to think you had a healthy school life balance, going out with your friends whenever they wanted to hang out, seeing some people here and there. you were able to maintain a good social life with good grades and that was more than some people could wish for.
and your unexpected ‘attention’ really did help you get through a lot. it all started when you helped your best friend, jay, out with his band, x:o’s set at a local event. they were starting to become popular, their songs being played across the country. they were heavily praised for their good music and well.. good looks.
x:o consisted of five members, jay, jake, stephen, ricky and evan. they were indeed a group of attractive young men and managed to put out really good music. after the gig, the group’s account dedicated a post thanking those who helped out and you managed to catch the eyes of a lot of fans.
after the post, your social media accounts started to gain traction, earning a few thousand followers in the time span of a week. you appreciated the attention, but with your focus on school, you were never really active on social media, only posting a few pictures and a few tweets here and there. the attention only grew from there as more and more people started to approach you, later sharing on social media how kind and down to earth you were or how pictures didn’t do you justice. jay teased you for it all the time, joking about how he should be your manager since he’s the reason why all of this started.
your entire friend group has never missed a gig of theirs, but people only ever pointed you out. you and jay started to gain attention as a pair, people getting suspicious by how close you were, eventually leading to them thinking that you were dating. both of you never made an effort to shut the rumours down as you simply didn’t care. (and it helped jay a little with the people who would flirt with him)
your group would laugh at the posts knowing that you looooved women. you were jealous of jay because of the girls that would approach him; some very attractive girls. ‘i should’ve joined a band’ you would joke whenever a girl would speak to him.
x:o landed a gig at the vault, a very popular club in the area. every weekend this place was crowded, which is why this gig is a big deal. jay was setting up with his band while the rest of you (except angelo) had started drinking. “thanks sa food, ate jho! (thanks for the food, jho!)” sheena shrieked, stuffing her face with the food jhoanna bought for her. “wala yun… dapat magpasalamat ka kay y/n kasi treat niya ‘to. (it’s nothing, you should actually be thanking y/n since this is her treat.)” she glared, causing you to laugh. “okay lang yun, jho! libre kita next time, bribe lang kasi ‘to. (that’s okay, jho! i’ll take care of it next time, this was only just a bribe.)”
“ang daming tao rito, mga walay batasan. (there are so many people here, people with no manners.)” colet commented, kissing her teeth and subtly glaring at everyone she saw. “yun oh, yung naka green, suntukin ko siya, beh– (that one, the one wearing green, i’m gonna punch her–)”
“nakarating pa lang natin, may suntukin ka agad? (we just arrived and you’ve already found someone to punch?)”
whilst your group started bickering about colet’s impulsive (and violent) thoughts, the nation’s girlfriend had arrived with her group of friends. “guys, we were just here last week.” mikha complained, getting dragged by kyle. “since when have you ever been against clubbing?” kyle asked, “besides, we’re here for evan. supportive friends tayo diba? (we’re supportive friends, right?) our little rockstar, performing at our favourite club. full circle moment na ‘to, guys. umiiyak na ako. (this is a full circle moment, guys. i'm crying now.) ” the girls rolled their eyes at his drama, hitting him with teasing comments about how lame he was.
your two groups were together more often than anyone realised. despite having friends in the same band; your friend groups never came in contact with each other. jay was familiar with evan’s friends and evan was familiar with jay’s friends, but their friends knowing each other wasn’t the case.
mikha slid over to the bar, smiling at the bartender as a non-verbal order. she was here all the time and was very familiar with all the staff. while waiting, she looked around to observe the crowd and her eyes landed on an unfamiliar face. she stared at you for a few seconds, growing more and more curious as she watched you from a distance. feeling someone’s gaze, you turned to the side and locked eyes with the particular redhead. the both of you held eye contact until a glass was placed in front of her. she turned away from you to thank him and immediately turned her head back to your direction, but to her disappointment; you were gone.
she brought her drink over to their booth, everyone curious about her expressions. “nangyare? (what happened?) you good?” gwen asked, concerned. “yeah, i just think i found my girl for the night.”
“ayan ka na naman. (here you go again.)” aiah sneered, shaking her head. “sino ba? (who is it?)”
“i don’t know yet eh, but i’ll find out.”
you got back to your group with snacks in hand, sitting down next to sheena. “nakita ko yung atenean na volleyball player (i saw that atenean volleyball player). the redhead.”
“ah, mikha lim? nandito siya? (she’s here?)” jhoanna asked. “is that her name?”
“yeah, kaibigan ata siya ni evan. bakit? (i think she’s friends with evan. why?)” gelo replied, throwing a peanut into his mouth.
you shrugged and took a sip of your drink, “wala lang (nothing), she’s pretty.”
“her fans call her the nation’s girlfriend,” gelo added, making sheena giggle. “seryoso! (i’m serious!) babaero yan. (she’s a player)”
“ang corny, (how corny)” she added. you rolled your eyes at her, although you did agree. but you did see why they called her that. you only needed one glance to see that she was attractive.
as time went by, more drinks were bought. kyle was already failing to stand up straight and the band had yet to start. both groups made their way to the front of the stage, cheering as the much anticipated band started preparing for their entrance. “the vault, let’s make some noise!” cheers erupted as the five members walked onto the stage, all their faces laced with excitement and determination. “are we ready to have some fun tonight?” jake beckoned with his bass guitar in his hand. the cheers grew louder, all of you grinning at jay as you saw the excitement on his face, “this is ‘looking for somebody (to love)’, hope you enjoy!”
the familiar guitar melody started playing, jay and stephen immediately getting into it. everyone in the crowd started dancing along as jay started singing the first verse. mikha coolly bopped her head to the music, trying her best to avoid contact with random strangers. you were on the other side of the stage as she caught your eye, her red hair made it easy for her to stick out in a crowd. you admired how elegant her small movements managed to be, smiling briefly as you watched her dance with her friends. coincidentally, she looked up and locked eyes with you once again. a small smirk crawled across her face, pleased with the fact that she had your attention in this crowd. you sent a small smile her way before turning away to dance with jhoanna. she couldn't tear her eyes off of you. she needed to have you.
a few songs after, the crowd seemed to quiet down. “should we slow it down a little? gusto niyo ba? (would you guys like that?)” jay asked, playing with his earpiece.
“this is fallingforyou.”
What time you coming out?
We started losing light
mikha turned to find you, seeing you leaning on colet. you felt her gaze on you, tilting your head as your eyes met once again. she was amused, but she didn’t know why. there was something about you that was so alluring. she moved to face the band before turning back to look at you, but you were gone. again.
“uh, guys, i’ll be back.” she said, eyes searching through the crowd to find you. “yeah, yeah. have fun, mikhs.” they replied, knowing what she was leaving to do.
she pushed past dozens of people on the dance floor, relentlessly trying to find you. after getting past what felt like hundreds of people, she finally found you standing against a wall near the side exit with your arms crossed.
“eager, are we?” you asked as she walked towards you. “no.. not really. i mean, you must be though, right? leaving the crowd to wait for me here?” she grinned, standing over you. “who says i’m waiting for you?”
“your eyes are telling me everything i need to know.” she mumbled, hand travelling to your waist. “everything? really?”
And on this night and in this light
“am i wrong? do you have something else to say to me?”
you hummed, pretending to think, letting her pull you closer towards her. “bilisan mo na. (hurry up.) i’ve been thinking about you for almost an hour now. my patience is running out.” she complained, ducking her head into your hair, taking in the scent of your shampoo. your breath hitched as her face moved closer to yours, “can i?”
you replied by grabbing her neck and placing your lips eagerly onto hers. mikha let out a breath of content, pleased with the contact you two were finally making. she gripped onto your waist, soothing you with caresses every now and then.
I think I’m falling, I’m falling for you
your lips moved against each other with vigour, pouring out all of the lust and need you managed to have for each other in a short period of time. for the first time in forever, mikha was excited. she loved the feeling of your lips against hers, the faint scent of your shampoo, how you felt in her hands. she didn’t want to stop kissing you.
you pulled away briefly, placing your head on her shoulder, trying to catch your breath. “you.. i...” she began, unable to form words. you laughed and patted her cheek, not bothering to speak as you knew you’d go through the same struggle. “you wanna get out of here?” she managed, looking down at you with lidded eyes. “i’d love to, but i’m here with my friends.” you answered, the taller girl clearly not pleased with your answer. “please,” she whined, wrapping her arms around your waist to bring you into a hug. “i don’t even know your name, i can’t leave with you.” you laughed, hugging her back regardless. “my name’s mikha, can we go now?”
you laughed once again against her shoulder, shaking your head. “well, mikha. i still can’t leave with you.”
“thank you all so much! we’re x:o, we hope to perform for you guys again soon! mag ingat kayong lahat! (take care everyone)” you heard from the speakers, causing you to fix your posture. you slowly let go of mikha, getting an annoyed groan out of her. “i have to go, it was nice meeting you, though! mag ingat ka, ha? (take care of yourself, okay?)”
“wait, what?”
“i’ll see you, mikha.” you smiled, locking lips with her once more before you ran into the crowd to find your friends.
“wait! i don’t even know your name!”
mikha groaned, throwing her head into her hands. who cares if you were with your friends? she could take care of you (in more ways than one). she stayed there for a few minutes, trying to fight off the warm feeling you left her with. she made her way back to her friends shortly after, evan finally joining them. “mikhs! i was wondering if you were gonna come back. you okay?” aiah asked as she sat down next to her. mikha defeatedly dropped her head onto aiah’s shoulder and sighed, “yeah..” was all she let out.
she felt frustrated, you brought her so much excitement and even if she wanted to do it again (which she did); she wouldn’t be able to. this was the first time she wished she made some sort of small talk before, because other than the taste of your lips and the scent of your shampoo – she knew nothing about you.
you rushed back to your friends, blindly trying to fix your appearance before reaching them. you saw colet waiting besides the door that led backstage. “well, well, well.” colet began, “nakakatawa ka talaga, beh. (you’re really funny.)” she laughed before dragging you inside. “look who i found. bumalik siya, guys. (she came back, guys.)” you rolled your eyes at her before hugging jay, “good job, jayboy! you did great tonight.”
“eh, pano mo malalaman? nawala ka bigla. (how would you know? you just disappeared.)” sheena joked, sticking her tongue out at you. “i heard the entire set! ano ka ba? (what are you saying) i was just doing something.”
"right.. right.. you should fix your makeup, y/n. that something didn't really hold back."
“what?!” you asked, grabbing the mirror jhoanna was holding out for you and immediately turned around in embarrassment. you quickly tried rubbing the lipstick marks off your face as your friends laughed at you.
“whatever, guys. basta (anyway), good job, jay.”
he laughed but was thankful for the support. "it's okay, y/n. it's a club! i encourage this behaviour, in fact - i endorse it." you rolled your eyes at him as he slung his arm around your shoulders. "let's go na? back to mine? we can get food and drinks on the way." he suggested, wanting a more intimate celebration. "paano ang mga bandmates mo? celebration niyo? (how about your bandmates? your celebration?)" angelo asked. "we had our little moment na after the show. bukas yung celebration namin. okay lang. ready na ba tayo? (we'll have our celebration tomorrow. it's okay. are we ready?)" you all agreed and hurriedly made your way out of the venue.
mikha spent the rest of the night trying to find you, not knowing you left from the back exit.
“god, mikhs. who the hell did you hook up with? you’ve been so out of it since you came back.” kyle commented, evidently noticing her friend’s odd behaviour. “i wish i knew, i literally don’t know what her name is. i feel like an idiot, i begged her, for fuck’s sake. i don’t beg.” she complained, taking another sip of her drinking, causing aiah to take it away. “okay, that’s enough for tonight. lasing ka na, uminom ka na ng tubig. (you’re already drunk, you should drink water now.)” mikha groaned at her but listened anyway.
“can you describe her?”
“ganda. pretty. cute. ganda. hot. pretty. gwapa. i don’t know,” she slurred, slamming her head down on the table dramatically. “whatever, i don’t even care.” she continued.
mikha got over you the next day, but slowly, a week went by and you still occasionally managed to cross her mind. she still wondered about who you were and unfortunately still wanted to see you again, but there were plenty of fish in the sea and you know, it wasn’t that serious.
Y/n is on her phone, anyone could hear the loud noise coming from the fan in front of her. A sudden face pop out in her room " Ano yang ginagawa mo?" the voice ask. Shock by the sudden person entering her room she couldn't answer. After regaining her composure she quickly exited her tabs but she wasn't quick enough. The small girl quickly got a hold of her phone "ikaw ha?nanood ka ng porn" Maloi pouted but you quickly denied it even though the evidence is alreadly in front of her. Y/n took back her phone and exited all the tabs "Uyab ano pala ginagawa mo dito?" "bawal ba kita bisitahin dito?" remark ng babae habang nagsusungit. "Di naman sa ganon uyab" u tried to touch her by she quickly slap your hand. "Wag mo ko hawakan kadiri ka, nood ka pa talaga. Hindi ka ba nakapaghintay?" Iritableng sinabi ng cute na babae. In love na in love ka talaga sa kanya pero di mo na napigilan sa sarili mo kasi lagi lang siya nag tease at dahil doon ay tigang na tigang ka na. Ayaw mo naman siya pilitin dahil nirerespeto mo siya. Y/N hug Maloi to say sorry but maloi kissed her deep y/n fight back and took control of the kiss. Maloi pulled ba "Ikaw bad ka ah, tampo na ako sa iyo" hmp sabi ng baby habang naka pout. "Baby sorry na talaga pls" "ayoko na break na tayo" she push in the bed with all her might then walk out of the door .
Y/N was absolutely tired. After a long shoot of Monday night Raw, she wanted nothing more than to have a warm bath, eat some nice Chinese food, and then head to bed… but of course her friends had to have other ideas. Since she was a few months away from being a legal drinker in the US, her friends thought they had to spend all that remaining time making her their designated driver.
So there she was, sitting at the bar with her friends Demi, also very well known as Rhea Ripley, and Thea, also known as Zelina Vega, yap about their husbands over some cocktails, clearly already tipsy two margaritas in. All the while, Y/N was stuck with her Mountain Dew.
Having nothing better to do with her time, she decided to text a friend.
Safe to say, at least Y/N was happy about one thing that night, and that it was definitely not the part where she had to carry two wrestlers back to their hotel suites, because she was not going to make two trips from the top floors of a hotel to her car. Nope.
She did her best to at least make the most of her night before going to sleep since she didn't want to be late on meeting up with Mikha and her girls and whoever prospect her friend had for her.
Deciding to keep it simple because she was too lazy for anything else and didn't want to look like she was trying too hard, she wore a Queen muscle tee that showed off those ridiculously buff arms, a pair of jeans, a gray beanie, and her pair of custom-made Charizard Nike Dunk Lows. Yeah… Pokemon shoes. And she loved them.
“Yawa, ayun ba yung kaibigan mo, Mikha? Parang si Hulk, (My gosh, is that your friend, Mikha? She's like the Hulk,)” Colet couldn't help but whisper when she saw Y/N getting out of her Jeep.
The woman just rolled her eyes, letting out a snicker at Colet’s observation. “Yeah, well, she's a wrestler,” Mikha explained before she approached Y/N and hugged her.
“Y/N! Long time no see!”
“Likewise, Mikha Lim! Parang pinagtataguan mo na ako, eh. (It's like you're hiding from me.) ” Y/N laughed softly as Mikha shot her a light glare.
“Huy, ikaw kaya dito yung super busy at laging nandito sa US. Umuwi ka naman minsan, (Hey, you're the one who's always busy and stuck here in the US. Come home some time,)” Mikha teased the younger woman with a nudge. “Anyway. Let me introduce you.”
She introduced Y/N to the girls, and the girls to Y/N, saving the best for last.
“And your prospect,” the musician mumbled with a knowing grin as they arrived at the last girl. “Ate Maloi, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Ate Maloi.”
“Maloi na lang, ‘wag na ‘ate’. Parang super tanda ko naman. (Just call me Maloi. You're making me sound old.)"
Y/N could have sworn she felt her heart start doing weird stuff. The woman was just… wow. Adorable, beautiful… Jesus.
She couldn't even focus when they went and had breakfast at some quirky expensive restaurant that sold waffles for $30. Not that she couldn't afford it… it's just… who’s the target market for that price range??
Anyway… yes, Y/N could barely get through breakfast, and when Maloi was the one who asked for her number? She almost jumped for joy like war was over. It wouldn't even be enough to say that she was over the moon.
cw: suggestive stuff (in usernames and comments in stream chat)
Megan was ecstatic. She was quite literally bouncing off the walls, getting all her excitement out now before Y/N picks her up so she doesn't embarrass herself. Plus, she had to be chill about this to avoid making it weird. She had told herself a million times while getting ready and wearing her comfiest clothes consisting of a sweatshirt and sweatpants:
She was going to be chill. Calm. Cool as a cucumber.
That plan went right out the window when she saw the rugged Jeep pull up in front of her. She could already feel her jaw dropping involuntarily as Y/N got out of the car, fresh out of the shower, wearing a Spiderman shirt and a pair of black joggers, as well as a black baseball cap and a pair of glasses. The woman looked like the cutest, most muscular nerd ever. Fuck.
Yeah! This was fine. Cool, cool, cool, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt.
“Hey, you ready to go?” Y/N asked, putting a stop to her train of thoughts as the passenger door to the Jeep was opened. “Sorry I was a little late. I picked up some iced coffee on the way. I bought you a refresher since I didn't know if you liked coffee.”
“No, yeah, that’s fine! A refresher is definitely alright,” Megan replied all too quickly, her voice cracking at the end, which had her wanting the ground to swallow her whole.
Y/N just chuckled, though, sending Megan a smile. “Hey, it's fine. It's just me, really. And I've been in your place, nervous with first meets. I'm not really an extrovert.”
The reassuring words did help Megan calm down as she climbed into the car.
Y/N took a cup of cold strawberry refresher and gently handed it to Megan, the vapors that had formed outside of the cup cooling the palm of Megan's hand even more, mixing with the thin layer of perspiration that covered it from her nervousness.
“If you wanna play music, go ahead. Bluetooth’s all yours. Actually, I listened to you guys’ songs yesterday… honestly, bomb. I'll probably be listening to them while getting ready from now on.”
The revelation made Megan giggle. She was flattered that Y/N thought that about their music just from one listen, because she herself took a long ass time to decide when she liked new music or not.
She played her go-to playlist. Hyperpop, of course. That music just screamed Megan. And the amusement she got out of it when she noticed that Y/N actually knew quite a lot of the songs? Immeasurable. A jacked wrestler singing along to Charli XCX… literally nothing could top the sight.
Y/N made sure Megan was comfortable when they got to her home in Calabasas. She even gave the popstar a little house tour, just the main stuff, but it was still a personal move for Megan. Of course, it was a show of trust, so they were kind of… friends, now, at least.
“And here's my game room! Here's where the magic happens.”
The room was heaven for gamers. A complete gaming PC set-up and Y/N only used it to play Valorant (which she hated), horror games, and retro games like Left 4 Dead. There was also a racing sim for some reason, right next to the TV with a PS5, and a Nintendo Switch tucked away in the clear cabinet on the table the PlayStation was on.
“All this stuff and your main game is a mobile game?” Megan asked with a snort of disbelief, crossing her arms as she looked around. There was even a small snack cabinet and a mini fridge. Damn.
“Well, yeah. I use all of ‘em whenever I have the time. I love playing Modern Warfare on the PS5. The racing sim… for requests but I use it every now and then for I want to feel like I'm speeding, because actually speeding is a crime,” Y/N explained as she set her stream set up.
The mics, the cameras, and the sound deck she used to play music so that it wouldn't get muted on her stream and so that she wouldn't get a copyright strike.
“Alright, I'm all set. Let's order our chow,” the athlete announced with a wide grin, sitting on her gaming chair like a queen lowering herself upon her throne, but not before pulling her extra gaming chair over. Bright pink. Yeah, definitely her style. (Demi forced her to get it.)
After some deliberation, the two confirmed that pizza would be their go-to food for this stream. Greasy food always went well with gaming, after all.
Y/N ordered them two large pizzas because yes, she can finish one by herself, she's a whole ass unit, what else was there to expect? Of course, it wouldn't have been complete without garlic knots and some pie for dessert. Talk about carb-loading.
“You're gonna send me into a food coma,” Megan commented teasingly after the order was placed.
“Just eat what you can. I can finish the rest, trust me.” Y/N snickered as she set her stream up and took out an extra phone from a nearby drawer, handing it over to Megan along with a pair of headphones.
“You'll need those to hear footsteps. Ugh. Can't stress that enough. People who play by heart and instinct annoy the shit out of me. There are footsteps in the fucking game for a reason,” she ranted with an annoyed roll of her eyes, putting air quotations on the words ‘heart’ and ‘instinct’.
Megan simply smiled in amusement at how seriously Y/N took this. It was kind of adorable, really. It reminded her of herself when she crashed out from being scammed on Roblox.
The camera light turned green, and Y/N snapped her fingers, signalling that the stream was live. Megan could see hundreds of viewers beginning to pour in. The three digit numbers quickly turned into four. That was fast. Five thousand viewers not even five minutes in. Damn. Y/N sure had fans.
“What's up, chat? As you can see, I have a special guest with me today,” Y/N spoke up as she wore her finger gloves and set her phone up with her headphones.
“For those of you living under a rock, it's Megan from KATSEYE! Say hi, Mei,” she said with a little proud smile, giving Megan some space to move closer to the camera, even helping her wheel her chair closer.
Megan’s heart skipped a little beat as Y/N used her nickname. She hadn't even told her yet. Well, she did have her full name on Instagram so Y/N might have gotten it from there.
siklabsno1whore: ugh she's looking extra daddy today 😩😩
rizzingy/n: damn girl big collab today
gay4women: MA’AM HIDE THOSE ARMS, MY GF’S ON THIS APP
pilipinsmentioned: pumasok na naman siya sa twitch, ako nilabasan 🥰 (she came into twitch again, so i came, too)
Y/N’s chat never failed to make her laugh. They were just so chaotic. Dirty most of the time, but that was literally half the fun.
“Yeah, big collab, I had to talk to all levels of HYBE to get Megan here today, actually,” she joked, effortlessly making Megan cackle and smack her on the shoulder like they've known each other for years.
“You're so dramatic. Guys, I'm here to chill, really. Please. Don't even mind me. Pretend I'm not here,” the Swedish-Chinese girl piped up while Y/N played some music.
“How can they pretend that a popstar isn't sitting right next to me?” Y/N asked rhetorically as Suave by 4200Southville began to play in the background. Ah, yes. Y/N and her love for Filipino street music.
“Anyways, guys, I'll be teaching Megan to play COD. Mobile, of course. Get with the program.”
She set the game up on the extra phone she handed Megan and hooked the headphones up to it, too, before handing both back over to Megan.
“Don't I need those glove thingies, too?”
The question melted Y/N a little. Ah, beginners.
“No, I mean, you can, but I don't have extras. It's just for preference, so even though your hands are sweaty, they won't slip. You can play without them,” she clarified. “But if you want to try them out—here.”
She took her own finger gloves off and helped Megan wear them, taking her hands and basically putting them on for her.
“Thanks, these are comfy,” Megan mumbled with a smile, totally already planning on getting some for herself for when she played mobile games.
“You can keep ‘em. I'll just buy new ones,” Y/N replied, waving her hand dismissively.
“Okay, in preparation for this, I did create new accounts in both my phone and the phone Mei has, just so we can play ranked together,” she told her stream before moving closer to Megan.
“First things first, your HUD. You gotta be comfy with it, because there are different play styles. Some people use two fingers, three, pros mostly use four—chat, I swear I'll ban the people who make dirty jokes out of that.”
Y/N chortled quietly before continuing with the pre-game tutorial, watching as Megan tried to set up her own HUD.
“Alright. Two fingers for now, gotta start simple,” she said softly, helping with the configuration of the controls.
The pair got through the first few tutorials before starting a ranked game of search and destroy.
“This is a multiplayer game, you always stream alone?” Megan asked curiously as they waited for the game’s matchmaking to finish.
“No, sometimes I play with streamers from the Philippines… but I need a VPN to do that because that side of the world has a different version of the game. Garena. It's pretty much the same, though. It's just the play style there is more aggressive, so when I bring that to global, I crush people,” Y/N answered, wielding her trusty shotgun as they were thrown into Summit.
“Use your SMG. Map’s small. Like I told you, gun choices matter,” she reminded softly.
As the game started, Y/N rushed in aggressively, though never straying too far from Megan. She cheered when Megan got a kill, then two.
“Nice one. That's it, you're a natural at this, Mei,” she complimented with a proud smile.
Megan, of course, felt giddy from the compliments, so she tried even harder the next round. This time, she got a quadra. Just one kill shy of an ace, if only their stupid teammate hadn't stolen it.
“Damn. Stolen ace. It's okay, you'll get it next round. You did great, use your scorestreaks when they’re available. The UAV is very useful,” Y/N reassured Megan before changing her loadout into a VMP for the next round. Meanwhile, she read the stream chat.
y/nsgirl: the way she talks megan thru it… y/n the woman that u are 😩🤤
basanaaqy/n (imwety/n): grabe yung boses, para akong hinuhubaran (damn, that voice, it's like it's undressing me)
pokpoknisiklab (siklabswhore): nasa poki ko ang scorestreak 🥰 (the scorestreak is in my kitty)
eyekon4siklab: sorry guys i’m new here. are they gfs? 🤨
Her reading was cut off when her doorbell rang.
“Must be the food, I'll be right back. Don't worry, you'll carry without me,” Y/N told Megan, giving her a pat on the shoulder before leaving to get their food.
She returned with the food and sat next to Megan, watching as she carried her own in the new round. Y/N didn't even move her character, just watched Megan with a smile of approval as she and the team wiped the enemy team.
“Congrats, you're now a master at CODM. Pizza as a reward?” Y/N offered Megan a slice as soon as the game was won. The slice was right there. Y/N was feeding it to her, so Megan just bit into it, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks as Y/N bit into it after her.
“Chat, if two hundred subs come in within five minutes, I'll rename my actual active CODM account after Megan,” she proposed casually, looking at the camera as she took another bite of pizza as if it was no big deal. Which, to her, yeah, wasn't a big deal.
To Megan? Well, Megan was hyperventilating just a little from that. It was a bit of a big deal because she knew accounts couldn't be renamed within a specific amount of time. It's always like that for games, isn't it?
Y/N’s eyes and grin both widened as the two hundred subs came in within record time. She didn't think even two minutes passed before she got them.
“Alright. Promise is a promise,” she murmured, putting the pizza slice aside and wiping her hands clean before opening her active account and renaming it.
“There we go.”
Megan looked at the phone over Y/N’s shoulder and she had to use all of her willpower to stop herself from turning into a tomato from how much she wanted to blush.
——
After finishing the stream and a bit of chatting, Y/N drove Megan back to her place, walking her to the door.
“Hey, today was fun,” Y/N mentioned. “If you wanna do it again, just hit me up, ‘kay? Or… I hope you're not too busy, I'll send you an invite. You can hop on and play with me.”
A smile bloomed on Megan’s lips at that. She couldn't stop smiling today, it seemed. “Yeah, that sounds perfect. Thanks for today, Y/N. I really had a lot of fun, too. I hope we can do this again sometime.”
Y/N surprised Megan a little when she went in for a gentle hug, but it was deeply appreciated, especially since Megan got the chance to smell her. Was that weird? No… well, Y/N just smelled good. Smelling wasn't a crime.
Even as Megan headed up to her room, she had a stupid grin on her face. Even as she plopped onto her bed, she couldn't stop thinking about everything that happened. Oh, boy.
