item acquired: sleepy gf
🎮 vernon x f!reader 🎮 1k 🎮 pure fluff :D 🎮 gaming streamer vernon, established relationship, reader had a bad day but there’s no details. really this is just cuddles. also cheolwoo being slight menaces. 🎮 requested by anon!! i don’t know almost anything about gaming, honestly, but i hope this is good enough lol. thank you my dear @bubbliegubs for beta'ing and telling me how gaming streams work <3 🎮 and requests are open, so feel free to send me things :D
Vernon's streaming when you walk in, but that isn't going to stop him from giving you the cuddles you need.
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“Not the jellyfish again,” Vernon groans into his mic, thumb flicking the little bug knight back the way he came. “I am so sick of those guys. Nah, we’re not dealing with them today.”
The chat fills with laughter. A few hate comments rip into him for avoiding the tricky parts, but he really couldn’t care less. He just hops his way back out of the cavern, fingers light on the controller.
“I wanna go back and visit the humming guy,” he decides, pulling up the game map. He glances at the webcam for a moment, then the comments. “Yeah, I know I don’t need a map. I just like talking to him, okay? He’s cool. I’ll go fight something after, I promise.”
He starts navigating his way back to the humming map guy, avoiding most of the little bugs that get in his way because it just lets him move faster. A few people in the chat start cheering when he passes the little scraps of paper and the faint sounds of an old bug humming begin to trickle in.
“Cornifer, man, there you are!” Vernon cheers when he finally comes into view. The chat cheers with him, flashing by too fast for him to read. He runs back and forth in front of the older bug, clicking through the familiar dialogue. “How ya doing, buddy? Good to see you again –”
The door creaks open, and he glances over in surprise to find your wide, tired eyes peeking into the room. You start to pull back, but he shakes his head, scrambling to pause the game and pull up his ‘brb’ screen. “Sorry, give me a few minutes, guys,” he says, cutting his mic, and then with a final glance over his setup, he sets his controller down and pushes his chair back.
“Babe.”
The door slowly opens again. You’re standing there, shoulders hunched, jacket still on, a guilty, sheepish expression on your beautiful face.
Vernon holds out his arms. “Come here.”
“You’re streaming,” you whisper, lips slipping into a little pout.
“You’re exhausted. Clearly.”
“But…”
You waver. Vernon beckons with the tips of his fingers.
“Please?” he adds, and maybe he pouts a little bit, too.
You crumble, rushing across the room and into his arms so fast that his chair rolls back as he catches you. You whisper something into his neck that sounds like an apology, but he just wraps his arms around your waist, gently guiding you onto his lap.
“You’re alright, baby,” he murmurs, pressing a gentle kiss into your hair. “You wanna tell me about it?”
But you shake your head. “Later.” Your voice is quiet, muffled, almost watery, and he frowns but doesn’t comment on it. He just brushes his fingers through your hair.
“You wanna take the jacket off?” Vernon asks, but you shake your head, burrowing further into the crook of his neck. He nods. That’s alright. He doesn’t mind seeing you in his jacket for a little longer. He does slip his hands underneath it, though, to rub up and down your back. He can feel the way you melt into him, and he loves it.
“Comfy?” he murmurs eventually, and you nod for a moment. Then you pause and start to squirm instead, so he loosens his grip as you tug your arms out from against his chest. The loss almost makes him frown, but then your hands curl around his waist, and suddenly he doesn’t mind so much. “Better?” he asks, and you nod. “Alright. I’m gonna keep playing, babes. Let me know if you need anything.” Another nod. He dips his head, almost too far, to drop a kiss against your neck, humming for a moment against the warmth of your skin.
Then, a little reluctantly, he drags himself back to his desk, one hand at the small of your back to make sure you don’t bump into the edge. “Unmuting now,” he murmurs, waiting until he can feel you nod before he flicks his mic on again. “Sorry about that, chat,” he says softly. He cuts the webcam access, but pulls the game back up, glancing briefly at the comments flying past. “We’re gonna do the rest of tonight ASMR-style, yeah. Sorry.”
You huff a quiet laugh against Vernon’s shoulder, and he smiles, nudging your head gently with his chin as a silent response. Your arms tighten around his waist.
A familiar name pops into the chat, and Vernon glances up.
cherrycoup: asmr, huh? sounds like ur trying not to wake someone up.........
Vernon rolls his eyes, but just starts playing, the controller resting against the small of your back. “I’m gonna go mess around in that weird cavern I found earlier, I think.”
wonugamer: You’re avoiding the bosses. You only do that when she’s around so you don’t look like a loser.
cherrycoup: LOL WONU cherrycoup: nah u right tho, shes totally on his lap rn
Vernon snorts. “Guys, shut up. At least I have a girlfriend.”
You laugh out loud for a moment before shoving your face into Vernon’s shoulder, and he chuckles, feeling the warmth that floods into your cheeks. The chat explodes for a moment – wait is that his gf??? – aw dangit he really isn’t single.. – gasp thats so cute – and he just grins.
wonugamer: Wow. Low blow. cherrycoup: I WILL HAVE U KNOW THAT I AM TALKING TO SOMEONE THANK U VERY MUCH wonugamer: You mean you’re in a situationship. cherrycoup: SHUT UP, JEON WONWO cherrycoup: WONWOO
“Losers,” Vernon mutters with a grin. He drops a very loud smack of a kiss on your cheek, dismissing how he has to contort himself to do so because the tiny peck you leave on his collarbone is more than worth it. He clears his throat to whisper softly: “Yeah, my girlfriend is falling asleep on my lap. Yeah, I don’t wanna wake her up. So shut up and watch me play her favorite game, yeah?”
A chorus of awwwwwwwwws swarms the chat as Vernon swaps the audio output, and the soft music of Hollow Knight fills the room. Your lips curl into a smile against the crook of Vernon’s neck, and he has to bite his lip to keep from grinning like an idiot.
He plays the easy stuff tonight, and a handful of people leave the stream now that he’s definitely not fighting any bosses, but with your quiet weight on him and your soft breaths evening out against his skin, he really couldn’t care less.