BETWEEN THE LINES: You wake up just a little ticked off at how effortlessly attractive your boyfriend is. -1k
warning(s): fem!reader, brief mentions of r and gene being enemies to lovers, no use of y/n, gene refers to r as doll ONCE (omg so original), ooc? fluff
note: ouuu taking more than a week to get a request done only for it to be a drabble. don’t hate me anon </3
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When you first met Gene in high school, you never thought he’d be in your life so far into the future. Not when his name made your ears ring, or how his irritating voice made your skin crawl.
But somehow, in between the blurry lines, something meaningful developed between you two.
It began with a truce, an agreement to keep things civil if one found themselves in the presence of the other. That’s when you found Gene to be tolerable. . . likable, even, when he wasn’t trying to get underneath your skin every second of the day.
And boy, did that kickstart a lot of things for you. Because now that he didn’t have that huge, blinking, Vegas sign that said ‘ANNOYING’ above his head, he was actually heavily attractive.
And that, itself, was annoying alongside other things you keep discovering about him — now that you live together.
As of now, for example. He’s on his side, sleeping soundly, and the sun’s rising behind him. It created this halo of light around him, leaving him looking ethereal and serene. His bed hair isn’t doing any favors either. Why the hell is this man so attractive without even trying?
You audibly voice your annoyance with a click of your tongue, eyes slanted, as you stared at him intently.
He huffs, eyes remaining closed, “What?” Of course he’s awake.
“What do you mean what?”
“You went—“ He clicks his tongue in the same manner, only he exaggerated it to make a point, “so obviously there’s something on your mind.”
“You’re annoying.” Gene’s eyelids begin to flutter, making you turn on your side so he couldn’t see the amusement on your face.
You shouted as he pressed your back flat into the mattress, giggling like a schoolgirl as Gene placed his hands on your ticklish spots. “Listen here, you freak,” you snort, begging him not to tickle you. “When I’m sleeping, I expect not to be stared down by some chick.”
You gasp, mouth hung open at his audacity. “Some chick? Some—“ Your little rant’s interrupted by Gene tickling your spot, sending you into painful laughter and body thrashing about.
He pauses his assault, leaning in teasingly. “Did I mention this chick is smoking hot?” You deadpan at his lame bit. “No? Alright then.”
You groan out in between laughter, tears flooding your eyes “This is so—“ you quick your legs, attempting to knock him off you, “UNFAIR!”
“Life’s unfair, Doll.” He smacks a wet kiss onto your cheek, making you groan yet again with ‘gross’. You make a show of wiping his kiss away.
“Yeah, because somehow I ended up with you.” He lowers himself down again for a proper kiss that you happily give him.
You were at a gaming café late at night, your favorite time to play.
It wasn’t crowded, there were just a few regulars playing quietly in their own corners.
You were halfway through a ranked Valorant match, trash-talking your opponents in a low voice and carrying your teammates like always.
You played with your camera on, only for your teammates to see however.
That’s when he sat next to you.
You didn’t notice at first. Not until someone on your team started whispering through your headphones. “Yo… is that Mystery from Saja Boys next to you??”
You glanced to your left to see some dude setting up a game next to you.
Tall guy, hood up, mask on, purple nail polish, and the infamous hair.
You only saw a glimpse of his screen, he was queueing into your game.
Fortunately you and your friends were in the lobby.
So you paused your game and looked over.
“You new?”
He paused, then slowly pulled down his mask just low enough to answer clearly.
“Nah. Just haven’t played in a while.”
He had spent quite a lot of his time as a human playing games and watching anime.
You smirked at this, not really caring for his idol status.
“Good. I need more teammates who don’t panic when I push solo.”
He stared at you through his hair before speaking again “You’re that top Radiant Jett player, aren’t you?”
“Guilty.” You grinned, kinda shocked he knew who you were. “You’re one of the Saja Boys right?”
Mystery was hooked from that second. Not just cause you were an absolute pro at one of his favourite games, but because you made him slightly nervous in a way few people did.
You didn’t seem to care that he was an idol.
You were just a chill gamer with good reflexes and a sharp tongue.
He started matching his log-in times with yours. Sitting next to you and watching your play through. You didn’t speak much but you always played together.
Eventually, you added each other on social media.
He used a private account of course.
He started bringing you drinks and snacks.
He’d leave em on your desk cause you sit in the same place everytime.
One night, after a long match, he took off his headset and asked, quietly, "Would you ever wanna hang out later?"
“Depends on who I'd be hanging out with.”
“…Me.”
“Then yeah. I would.”
Many of your hang outs did end up being at the cafe, except you two wouldn’t be playing games.
You’d order food, talk, get to know each other, etc.
One day a group of fans surrounded your table when the two of you were discussing who was the best agent to main.
“H-hi,” one of them stuttered as they stood by your table. “Could we have an autograph?”
Mystery looked stunned and was ready to respond, but then they pulled out a poster of you?????
You were shocked too
“Are you talking to me?”
They nodded enthusiastically.
You were stunned but signed it. They took photos with you before leaving.
Damn
Unfortunately, they captured Mystery’s hair in the image.
Now fans know that both you and Mystery hang out at the cafe.
The cafe gets stalked and so you’re forced to hang out somewhere else.
He eventually invites you to the dorms cause your privacy at the cafe just gets breached too many times.
This is perfect cause guy has a mega awesome setup.
He rooms with Baby and they’re both gaming nerds so they have everything
You love his room.
You see Baby alot cause its his room too but he’s super chill and usually out at some convenience store?
Mystery confesses to you after you clutch a 1v3.
You were so hyped cause it was like some pro match with the best players in the world and you won.
He was watching you, hair up, eyes bright and smirking.
“I like you” he muttered.
You turned to him, eyes wide. “Whaaaaaaaaat?”
“I like you.”
You’rse still so shocked.
“I’m not great at this stuff,” he said, voice low. “But I like being around you. You’re smart, annoying, kind of terrifying. It’s good.”
You stared, brain lagging.
“You gonna say something?” he asked, amused.
You let out an amused laugh, tossing a pillow at his head “I like you too, idiot.”
He smiled.
Now that you're dating he gets hella clingy.
He always brings you snacks before a gaming session.
You got matching everything
Matching usernames
Matching pfp’s
Matching outfits on your characters
He sits closer to you.
He doesn’t sit at all, he lounges on your lap.
One day someone was flirting with you online and he reported the account but he didn’t feel like it was enough.
He goes to Baby, learns what doxxing is and threatens to release the guys information.
The poor person might lose his job just because he flirted with Mystery’s partner 😐
Loves listening to your voice.
Whenever he has to go on tour without you he listens to your past lives or calls you just to hear you speak.
Since you spend most of your day gaming (its basically your job) late night ramen dates in the dorm kitchen become your thing.
You sit on the counter while he cooks. He lets you taste test everything, feeding you with his own chopsticks, pretending not to blush.
He let you borrow his hoodie once. Now it’s yours.
He never takes it back. Instead, he buys a second one and pretends that was his plan all along.
The most encouraging boyfriend.
When you go live Mystery watches from a burner account and sends messages like
“who’s that pro? i think i love them”
“your boyfriend is so lucky”
“marry me”
He holds your hand under the desk while gaming, thumb running circles into your palm whenever you die in-game or get frustrated.
You both door-dash takeout at 1 a.m. and eat on the floor of his room, surrounded by energy drink cans, empty snack bags, and your gaming gear.
Extra food gets sent to Baby
If you ever get into an argument he gets super soft after.
Doesn’t apologize with words, he just shows up with your favorite snack, lies down next to you, and nudges your shoulder until you give in and cuddle.
The other Boys only found out through Baby
Jinu notices Baby keeps bringing more food into his room and corners him.
“Are you guys hiding someone in there?” he interrogates the blue haired guy in the living room.
Romance and Abby are watching curiously.
“I’m not hiding anything”
“So why do you always take enough food to feed four people?” Jinu scoffs
“It’s for me, Mystery and…”
“And?..” Jinu, Romance and Abby ask at the same time.
“And Mystery’s partner.”
“What the hell?”
You can hear them crashing out from the room but you don’t plan to leave.
Mystery is all comfortable on your chest, your playing with his hair as he sleeps.
Life could never be better.
He would call you things like:
Pro : When you beat everyone in your game.
My Hero : Teasingly
Your Username : He loses you in a store and just goes Has anyone seen ‘Your Username’!”
Out of embarrassment you run back to him.
Mine : Possessive.
자기 (jagi) : “Baby” but in korean. He doesn’t want to call you his bandmates name but still wants it to be cute. Hence the reason it’s in korean.
You would call him things like:
Pretty Boy : Affectionately. Picture you two cuddling at night. He’s just such a pretty boy.
Sweetheart : In voice chat when you play with others. He mutes his mic reaaaal quick when you say this.
Furry : I think this one is self explanatory…
Cutie : You just get so much cute aggression around him.
A STAR-CROSSED PREFORMANCE: Who’s most likely to sacrifice themself (them or you?) if put against each other on an otherworldly stage? Includes: Aphmau, Katelyn & Garroth
warning(s): gn!reader, major character death(s), sacrificial suicide, spoilers; many references to the web series alien stage, angst , crrriinge
note: why am I so embarrassed by this one. literally closing my eyes as I confirm it’s queue
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Aphmau
In your heart, Aphmau was the one good thing that came out of Anakt Garden
A light in the darkness, a hope bloomed within its abyss, and you’d do anything to protect it.
Despite her shy nature in the beginning, she grew to be quite the social butterfly with the need to be liked by everyone
Most times, it worked in her favor. Sometimes, her attempts would crash and burn when someone pointed out how ‘overly nice’ she was
But that didn’t stop her from befriending you. She didn’t care that you were quiet and barely spoke a word.
She talked enough for the both of you.
And when training was especially hard, she was right there by your side to cheer you up
With all she’s done for you, it was only right you’d do the same for her. You’d do anything to keep her light shining on.
And if that meant sabotaging yourself, singing the wrong note, giving her more lines, then so be it.
It was selfish of you. Especially when the both of you agreed to aim for a tie, but you saw it as sparing yourself the pain if it didn’t work in your favor.
Because a world where Aphmau does not exist, is no world of yours.
“Aphmau narrowly survives by a single point. Will her song take her to victory? I truly look forward to her next performance.” — Judge Naturu, Alien Stage.
Katelyn
From the very beginning, the children of Anakt Garden are taught that death is not something to be afraid of, but to be seen as a great honor.
But at such a young age, despite what’s been drilled into their impressionable minds, you can only be scared of death.
It’s something no man or woman can come back from to tell the tale of. Its uncertainty scared any right mind to the point they’d do just about anything to stray from the palm of death a little longer.
You can imagine the shift Katelyn’s character took when she learned what becomes of the losing contestant on Alien Stage.
These kids. . . She’s expected to spend the majority of the day with them, learning and playing amongst each other, and then put against them in a life of death situation?
No. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t. But she had to if she wanted to live, so there was only one other solution she could think of.
To save herself from losing someone she bonded with, she kept everyone at a distance. No talking, no playing. Nothing.
“It’s for her own good. For everyone’s. Everything was fine. She didn’t need friends.That’s what she kept telling herself, and for a while, it worked.
But then you stepped into her light, refusing to believe what everyone said about how hateful she is. Not even when Katelyn told you to bug off. It became a problem—you became a problem.
She was livid. Here you were, acting all perfect and nice, giving her exactly what she wanted/needed. And there she was, letting you.
She needed to fix it and Katelyn knew exactly how. All she needed was to say awful, horrible things to make you hate her so much, it would destroy whatever bridge that she mistakenly allowed to be built between you.
Maybe then, it would hurt a little less when the inevitable would happen and she’d have to share a stage with you.
It had been ages since the last time the two of you spoken; words exchanged that could not be taken back nor mended with an apology.
She was sure she’d be able to go through with it, to make sure she came out on top. Her score was rising, surpassing yours.
But when she looked to the screen, she finds her eyes glued to the youthful picture of you beside hers on the big screen.
She finds her resolution crumbling the further she walked down memory lane. All those times she ignored your presence, pretending she wasn’t listening as you rambled about whatever it was.
She misses her queue. The whole stadium looks to her in shock as there was nothing but silence coming from her side.
You looked to her, terrified, begging her with your eyes to keep on singing - the same ones that held nothing but warmth and kindness.
The distance between you closes. You can feel your heart in your throat.
“Wings drenched in longing, unfold at last like a fragile sprout too small to hold. Scattered sorrows sways and dances as dawn rises, unshaken and sure.” And without a word, she embraces the sea that sings.
Garroth
He always seemed unachievable in your eyes
Adored by all, Garroth was one of the most successful children in Anakt Garden.
With perfect grades in all subjects, nailing all his personal training and tests, it wasn’t a shocker when he was nominated for the ‘Outstanding Student Award Ceremony’ and won.
It was only natural everyone gravitated towards him, wanting some type of connection with him.
That’s why you never tried to get close to him. Because why would he want to be friends with someone like you with little achievement?
You weren’t talentless. Many have said you’d be able to hold your own when it was time for competing, even your Guardian has said it.
But you just weren’t good enough for him. And that was made painfully known as he bashfully interacted with another.
It should have turned you away. It should have been enough to get rid of the funny feeling in your stomach when you looked at him or heard him laugh. But it didn’t.
He had this light surrounding him, its warmth inviting, it pulled you in every time you tried to stay away
Because despite all what made him a little scary to approach, his kind-soul outshined it all. His light blinded you in different ways you had only seen before it was too late.
When the time came to share the stage with him, you knew you had no chance of coming out of this alive. But you took this as an opportunity to get something off your chest.
Through song, you’d sing the tune your heart has sang from him for the moment your eyes meant. How blinded you were by his light, how warm it made you feel.
Blind, that you are to many things. Maybe if you weren’t, you’d hear the tune he carried for you, too. Maybe then, you’d see how heavy his heart was standing beside you, in front of so many Segyein.
Maybe then, you’d notice how he too, planned to sabotage himself
But in the end, all does not matter, because one without the other would always feel incomplete.
“Alien Stage’s TOP 3 eliminated after refusal of participation in Round 4! Had his recent victory swayed his judgement? Garroth’s Guardian has yet to comment on the sudden loss after expressing confidence in taking Alien Stage’s winning title home.” — ALNST Magazine
