warnings: smut, threesome, weed/alcohol, etc
(I wrote this a while ago and uploaded it on Wattpad but I wanted to fix it up a little)
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You and your best friend were hungry so decided to go get some food at the closest In-N-Out Burger place…
While you were waiting in line for your fries to be ready, you heard the bell ring behind you, indicating someone came in through the red In-N-Out entrance. It was around 10 pm, the skies were already dark even though it was summer in LA, so you turned around curious. Two guys came in.
Seemingly talking to a phone on a tripod being held by another guy. After a second look you realize it was Faze Adapt and Stable Ronaldo.
Fangirling inside you couldn't help but giggle a bit, laughing at the outrageous things Ron was saying. He was known as "The Clip," for a reason. You panned your viewsight to the table they were now sitting at still smiling– patent red leather booth– accidentally making eye contact with Ron until you looked away.
"I can't believe they're here.." You say in awe and disbelief, "Should we ask for a picture?" You turn to your best friend.
"Oh so you know who we are, princess?" Ron overhears from the booth.Your best friend turns to look at you with wide eyes and a whisper-yell, "Oh my god."
Your eyes widened at the fact that he heard you. You feel pink creeping onto your cheeks, Ron is looking at you, expecting an answer with a smirk plastered to his face. "I've been a big fan of yours for a while, adapt too." You barely stutter out, timid– knowing that thousands of people were watching.
Ron's smile grows mischievously, "Aww shit, she knows us. Adapt, look at this cutie over here." He gets up out of his seat to approach you two with Adapt. "You wanna take a pic with us?"
You nod. Adapt gets on your left side while Ron is on your right. Ron's arm snakes around your waist slightly as Adapt's arm goes around your shoulder throwing up a peace sign as they both flash their smiles; throwing up their normal emotes, clearly used to the fan's attention, Your best friend is already snapping photos like crazy. Ron keeps his hand on your waist while Adapt moves near his cameraman again to talk to chat, still glancing at you. "What's your name?" Ron asks softly.
"Y/N." You say with a little hesitance, was he really asking for your name?
"Y/N with an 'e' or an 'i'?" He pulls out his phone, "I wanna save your name right." Your best friend looks at you with huge eyes mouthing 'he's so into you!' behind his back.
You quickly type your name into his phone, adding a smiley face.
"Y/N. Got it." *He saves your name and sends himself a text with it, “I’ll have to get a contact photo for you later”. Adapt watches this exchange with a smirk, clearly amused. "So Y/N, after we get our food, you wanna sit with us? My treat." Ron's hand leaves your waist.
You giggle nervously, wondering how much of this is for the camera. "I'd love to, but don't worry we already ordered our food." You said smiling.
Your best friend turns to you, a devious look brewing on her face, "Actually.. I have to go, but thank you guys so much for the offer. I'll catch you later Y/N!" She hugs you, "Text me everything," winking as she pulls away to saunter out of the restaurant, not forgetting to grab her to-go bag of animal-style fries.
You turn back to Ron and Adapt, making your way over to their table. "So is this a ‘rizz’ segment or something?" You ask jokingly sitting across from them, cringing at yourself for asking that a little, getting comfortable on the red seats. "Are you always like this or is this for chat?"
Ron chuckles deeply at your response, clearly enjoying the banter. "Off stream, you wouldn't recognize me. I'm actually a gentleman... most of the time." Adapt laughs out loud at this, earning a playful elbow from Ron. "Yeah, sure Ranisan."
You shrug, "I've actually watched you for a while, I've seen your sweet, timid, and gentler side come out a lot." You turn to Adapt, "You too."
Ron's face turns a slight shade of red at your observation, not used to fans seeing that side of him. Adapt raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the interaction. As they sit down with their food, Ron sits back down on your side of the booth. "You really pay attention to my streams, huh?"
"What can I say, I'm a fan. Of you both actually.. You're both in my top 3 favorite streamers believe it or not." You say grinning sweetly.
Both Ron and Adapt exchange glances, clearly flattered and amused by your honesty. Ron leans in closer, "Well damn, Y/N. Top 3 huh? What's the order?" Adapt chuckles and takes a bite of his food, listening intently. "And no bullshitting us."
"Hmmmm," you say, tapping your chin. "I think I'd have to go with... Ron for first, Adapt second, and Cinna third."
Adapt laughs as well, "Oh here we go."
Ron puts his hands up, "I'm not going to even say anything." He looks at you again, "Number one though, expected." He smirks.
"Hey, I thought I was going to be number one." Adapt jokes, poking Ron's arm.
Ron laughs heartily, his hand finding your thigh under the table. He squeezes it gently, "In your dreams Adapt." Adapt grins widely, clearly enjoying the friendly competition and your presence.
You continue chatting with them as they farm content, clearly chat taking a liking to you, and more importantly... Adapt and Ron.
As the stream ends and the chat disappears, Ron and Adapt turn their full attention to you. They sent their camera men off to take one of the cars they came here with, leaving the other with Adapt. The room feels suddenly intimate with the lights dimmed, In-N-Out was almost closed and there were only the three of you present.
Ron's hand remains on your thigh while Adapt leans back on his side of the booth, smiling curiously. "Alright Y/N,"
"Alright Adapt." You retort quickly.
Adapt grins wider at your smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He's more laid back and less intense than Ron off-stream. "So, no filter questions allowed?" He asks suddenly, making Ron snort with laughter beside you. "Like really honest answers?" He adds.
"Ask me anything, I'm an open book." You say confidently and clearly comfortable with them. You've only spoken with them for a short amount of time but you felt like you've known them forever.
Adapt exchanges a glance with Ron, both of them wearing mischievous smiles. Adapt leans forward, "Alright then... Have you ever hooked up with someone from the streaming community?" Ron chuckles quietly, his hand squeezing your thigh gently. "Go easy on her, Adapt."
Your eyes go wide at this question.
Adapt holds up his hands innocently, "If you're comfortable answering that of course." Ron's thumb continues its gentle circles on your thigh as he waits for response, his arm pressed against yours. The room is filled with a comfortable, albeit charged, atmosphere.
"Are you guys usually this forward?" You ask as your heartbeat quickens slightly.
Adapt laughs heartily, leaning back in his chair again, "Only when we're comfortable with someone. You make us feel at ease, Y/N." Ron nods in agreement, "Yeah, we don't usually open up like this so quickly."
"Well, no to your question," You say. "I've never been with anyone that streams. If you guys are curious about me though it's only fair I can be as well. Let's play 20 questions?"
Both Adapt and Ron look at each other with identical grins, clearly pleased that you're not offended by their directness. "I love this idea," Adapt says immediately.
Adapt leans forward, his eyes locked with yours. "Would you ever date two guys at once?" He asks bluntly, making Ron cough into his fist beside you. "Be honest."
"Maybe. I think I'd try everything at least once..." You say looking away from them.
Adapt's eyes widen slightly at your response, a slow smirk spreading across his face. "Everything once, huh?" Ron murmurs, his voice low. "That's... interesting." He clears his throat, "My turn." He looks at you intensely. Ron leans in closer, his face inches from yours. The scent of his expensive cologne fills your senses as he asks, "Have you ever had a threesome?" His hand slowly starts to creep further up your thigh, his fingers brushing against the hem of your skirt. "Just yes or no."
"No." There's a beat of silence, "But I'm not against it..."
Ron's hand freezes on your thigh at your honest answer. Adapt sits forward abruptly, "Damn," He mutters, "So you're serious about the 'everything once' thing then?" His voice is deeper than usual. Ron's fingers slowly resume their path upwards.
Adapt swallows hard, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he grins. "Let me ask another question," He says quickly. "Wait no, it's a big one." He warns. Ron watches his friend intently, one hand possessively placed high on your thigh now. "Y/N?" Adapt says softly, "would you consider having one with us?" Adapt asks directly, his hand reaching over to cover Ron's and his voice barely above a whisper. Ron's hand immediately tightens, his fingers digging in slightly at the question. The room is suddenly very quiet, the only sound is the rapid beating of your heart, thumping against your chest.
Your face flushes, you’re in a public space.
You think for a moment, You've always had this thought in the back of your head but the fact that the option is presented to you right now, with guys you've fangirled over forever, cannot be real… And you don't think you could pass this up.
Both men exchange a heated glance over your head before leaning in simultaneously. Adapt brushes a strand of hair behind your ear while Ronaldo presses a kiss to your pulse point on your neck.
"Right now?" Ron murmurs against your skin.
"W-we're in public!" You say, the hot and bothered tension needing to be moved elsewhere.
"I know, I know," Adapt says quickly, pulling back slightly but not fully. "But Y/N, that was so fucking hot that you'd consider it." Ron nods in agreement, "We're being real gentlemen right now but damn woman."
"Why don't we go somewhere else to talk about this?" Adapt stands up immediately, "My place is five minutes away," Ron follows suit, both look at you expectantly, clearly aroused by the conversation but respectful enough not to pressure you in public.
"Up to you guys, whatever is more comfortable you know. There's a lot to this we should talk about and I definitely need a drink or something.."
Adapt grins, "I like where this is going," He takes your hand and leads you out to Ron's Porsche GT3 RS. Adapt tosses Ron the keys and gets in the front seat after opening the back for you. You all head to Adapt's house.
"So Y/N," Ron begins, "Ground rules?"
"I think a safe word, definitely." You sat blushing shocked this is happening soon.
Both men nod seriously, clearly taking this conversation very seriously despite their obvious arousal. "Smart," Adapt says, "And we go at your pace. If at any point you feel uncomfortable, we stop immediately." Ron adds, "Even if it's midway through... but we know once we start you won't want to stop." Voice low and gravely, one hand on the steering wheel while his eyes peer into the rearview mirror making eye contact with you.
It sent chills through your spine.
"Have you guys done this before?" You ask, you're not a virgin but you've never done anything like... well... this.
Adapt swallowed dryly before answering, "Honestly? No," Ron chimes in, "We've talked about it, but never actually done it ourselves." Adapt grins slowly, "It's always just been a fantasy.. you might ruin us for other women." He laughs softly.
You trace Adapt's bicep slowly with your long nail, leaning in towards the front of the car, "I hope so."
Both men swallow hard. Adapt at your touch, his muscles tensing under your hands, and Ron from envy, wanting to be petted by you as well.
He turns to look at you seriously, "Y/N, once we step inside that door... things are gonna get serious." Ron nods in agreement.
"I know," you say immediately.
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notes: lmk if you liked! i already have chapter 2 written, just need to revise it :P
sorry they're so freaked out LMAO, ron is somehow so confident and cocky
