summary: you help John with his stream and he has something to tell you after
request: [...]a scenario where reader and john are best friends so she helps him with his twitch tattoos vid. someone suggests to put reader’s name on his forehead so he asks her to do it for him. she was writing it on his forehead and his head was at her chest level. he realizes that he likes her and starts blushing at the distance between each other. so he hugs her and confesses (mumbling in her shirt and staining it) she laughs and hugs back. John then goes crazy and starts playing celebrating music while reader just watches with full love. and add any cute fluff bonus if u want.
warnings: cursing, slightly suggestive
word count: 705
notes: This is proof read but I could have missed some stuff. If you changed your user tell me so I can update it in the tag list. Sorry for taking so long to get to your requst but I hope you like it! I was excited to get it because my friend told me about his streams a few days before I got this one. Hope everyone enjoys :)
main blog: @itsmysleepover
John has gone into his room to stream. He was going to use a temporary tattoo kit to give himself “tattoos” on stream. You were busy in your room with some work stuff and left him to his devices. You two had been friends for years and you had to admit that you’ve developed a bit of a crush on him over that time. You didn’t say anything obviously because one, he was your best friend, and two, you lived together. Those two things would only complicate your relationship.
You thought heard your name be called and took your headphones out. You looked up confused before you heard it again and realized John was calling you. You got out of your seat and went to his door. You didn’t enter his room but instead poked your head in. “What do you need?” You asked him from your place outside.
“I need your help with my sleeve, are you busy?” He asked you hopefully. While you didn’t do it often he enjoyed it when you two would do something on stream together. Whether that was gaming or something stupid like this. You nodded and walked in all the way.
John soon realized you didn’t have somewhere to sit so he stood up and offered you his chair. You sat down and looked around at his set up processing everything that was happening on his monitors. You looked over at his arm and gasped. “What the fuck is that!” you said. You stared at the weird face drawn in ink that was stamped to his arm.
“It’s poki,” he responded nonchalantly trying not to laugh.
“She looks awful! Poki I’m sorry he did this to you,” you said looking into the camera. John laughed at your reaction and handed you the applicator with the temporary ink.
You quickly moved on from the mess he was trying to say was Poki. His next tattoo was selected and soon you were drawing a laughing Pepe on his wrist. When you finished it didn’t look that bad. You drew a few more tattoos laughing as you saw the lackluster outcomes of them all. You were happy to be there and close to John.
“Isn’t there that one streamer that’s a tattoo artist?” You asked John and the chat. “She’d be good at this I think.” You went back to writing the word penis in cursive near his elbow. You drew a few more before announcing that you were almost out of ink. The lower half of his arm was covered in your drawings. “If we’re almost out this last one has to be the best one!” He said. It was decided that you would write your name on his forehead.
“Oh no,” he said and chuckled nervously. The ink would last three to four days and he was not excited about that. You stood up and he sat down in the chair. You leaned down and John’s face became level with your chest. Even though you were wearing a slightly baggy shirt your breasts were still in his face. Your face started to heat up. Once you finished and pulled away you looked at him. His face was completely red. You stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds before breaking apart and looking at the chat.
“Okay if that’s everything I have work to do,” you said and left him to finish his stream. After he was done he walked into your room. You turned your chair so you were looking at him. “Uh, knock next time please.”
“No problem, but I just wanted to talk to you about something super quick,” he said and sat down on your bed. “Uh, okay so I have to tell you something and it is probably gonna have a bad outcome.”
“What do you need John, just spit it out.”
“I think I like you. I really like being with you and you’re so much fun and so pretty and I just really like you Y/N.”
“I like you too John.”
“Really?”
You were looking down at your hand and smiling. “Yeah, I do.” He jumped up and started celebrating. You looked up at him, certain that you loved him.
