Your body was humming with anticipation. Your heart pounding against your chest as you crept along the hallways. Your eyes take in the familiar sight of the various picture frames hanging along the walls. Various shots of the residents that reside within its walls. The laughter and cheer seemingly resonating from the frozen moments in time.
One figure caught your eye, however. The figure of the woman that had captured your heart so completely. Your gaze flickering across the mirth filled face. Her smile lit up her face with an almost youthful glow. The deep brown of her eyes merely reflecting the warmth she always seemed to exude.
Turning your head, your gaze levels with the closed door towards the end of the hall. A smile upturning your lips as you begin your journey once more. Even from here you could hear her voice. The light teasing undertones that never failed to make your heart skip a beat. You could even imagine the slight upturn to her lips as she spoke. Her amusement clearly showing itself across her face.
Tilting your head, you try to discern what she’s saying. As you didn’t want to interrupt her if she was doing something crucial. Your movements halting just outside her door, your hand laying gently against the handle, her voice floats out to you like a siren's call.
“I don’t know who the Imposter could be guys.” There’s a slight pause— her more than likely checking her chat. “Yeah, it could be Stinky but I feel like that would be too obvious.”
Shaking your head, you slowly twist the hand down and enter the room. Your eyes immediately soaking in the sight before you. A sight that you hadn’t seen in nearly two weeks. Her small figure was gently curled into her seat— her feet nearly tucked underneath her. A large hoodie nearly drowned her within its enclosure. Long, brown tresses falling across her shoulders. It was a sight that caused your breath to catch ever-so-slightly.
Even though what you wanted to see most was currently glued to the screen of her computer. The pinched quality to her brow showing you exactly how much she was concentrating. Shifting in place, your eyes scan for objects that could gain her attention. As you weren’t keen on showing yourself on her stream.
After a moment your eyes land on a small plushie that you had given her a few months ago. Without much thought you pick it up and gently lob it towards her. Watching as it made contact with hand— causing her to almost leap out of her chair.
But you got what you craved for. Her beautiful brown eyes staring at you with shock written across her features. Your own smile appears once more because of it. A smile that was soon mirrored by her. Time seems to slow as she rushes out of her chair and towards you. Her petite body slamming into your own with more ferocity than you expected. Slim arms wrapping around you in a tight hold.
Chuckling, you nuzzle into her with a content sigh. “I’m sorry if I interrupted your stream.”
A breezy laugh falls from her lips. Her head pulled away from you just enough so she could look into your eyes. “You can interrupt however many streams you want if it means that I get to be in your arms.” She beams up at you. “I’ve missed you, baby.”
“I’ve missed you too, Imane.”
Smiling, she burrows back into you. Her hands clutching you impossibly closer to her. So much so that you almost missed the whispered words against your shirt. “Don’t ever leave me for that long again.”
You tighten your hold around her. “I’ll try not to.” You meet her sparkling gaze with your own. Welcome her lips like an old friend. Quickly getting reacquainted with her.
The soft, almost indecipherable, calling of her name causes you to detach from her. Much to her chagrin— if the frustrated whine she gave off was any indicator. Frowning, you raise your gaze towards her desk. Or more specifically her headphones. Where yet another call of her name sounded.
“Poki?”
From the angle you were at you couldn’t quite see the entirety of her screen, but you could tell that a meeting had been called. Glancing at the woman in your arms, you smile.
“I think you’re being summoned, my love.” You try releasing your hold on her, but she stubbornly clung on. Causing a gentle laugh to fall from your lips. “Imane you have to let go. I’ll be in the living room when you’re finished.” You press a light kiss to her lips— pulling away before she could deepen it again. “I promise I’m not going anywhere.”
Another call of her name causes her to glance behind her with an annoyed expression plastered on her face. Holding up a finger, she beckons you to wait as she goes back to her desk. A smile plastered across her face.
“I’m sorry guys, but it looks like I have to end this stream early.” Her eyes slyly shift towards you. “There are some pressing matters I have to attend to.”
With that she ends her stream and, after a few apologizes, disconnects from Among Us. Her gaze returning to yours in a heated exchange.
An almost saccharine smile playing across her lips. “Now,” she purrs as she makes her way towards you. “Where were we?”
summary - you come home from a long over-seas trip to finally reunite with your girlfriend.
warnings - fluff! and a cat!
an - decided to redo one of my old fics, hope everyone enjoys!
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A shaky breath left your lips as you stood at the white apartment door with a custom wooden welcome sign on it. You had just arrived home from a long business trip abroad, but you didn’t think it would be hard to enter your shared space with your girlfriend.
You gripped the handle of your suitcase while holding your key card up to the secure door. One of the many things about living with someone who has such a large name, the security measures of your living space is very high.
You sighed, rolling your tense shoulders, before swiping your card to unlock the door. Pushing it open, your dragged your luggage inside, kicking the door closed behind you. You inhaled the familiar scent of home, consisting of lavender and white chocolate.
As you moved further inside your apartment, the realization of finally being home slowly came to. Your tired eyes glazed over the comfy living space, your lips twitching seeing the slightly golden glow of the summer sun.
You found yourself dragging your feet to your bedroom, the noise of a very intense valorant game could be faintly heard from the streaming room down the hall. You let out a yawn, setting your bag neatly on the foot of the bed so you could unpack your clothes with ease.
As you unpacked, your new kitten Beau curled up next to your suitcase, watching you with his blue eyes. You smiled meekly and reached over to pet him, your fingers gently scratching behind his ears.
“I missed you too, bud.” You said as he purred deeply.
Eventually, you finished your unpacking and put your bags away in the large walk-in closet that you shared with your infamous girlfriend. You looked on her side of the closet, squinting slightly at the section devoted to her fluffy sweaters.
One stood out to you, a large grey, white, and blue long sleeve with the word POKI written on the front. It was her merchandise, ironically your favorite of her clothes, and you always found yourself ‘borrowing’ it from her. Like right now, you had pulled the article over your head, relishing the soft fabric rubbing your skin.
You eventually left the closet, walking back through the bedroom and into the hallway. A voice could be heard, along with laughter that made you light headed. Your hands gripped the neck of the sweatshirt as you brought it up to your face, smelling the calming aroma of your significant other.
You glanced at the photos on the wall as you made your way towards the streaming room. The moments frozen in time showed you with your friends, and her with her friend. The youthful smile on her face seemed to glow and radiate happiness out of the picture.
Your legs brought you to the door, but you paused before entering. You could hear your girlfriend yelling in frustration as her game commenced, probably annoyed with a stream sniper spawn killing her.
“Why can’t we just be left alone?!” She whined before laughing in a playful way.
A faint response could be heard, probably from her other teammates on a discord call. You closed your eyes, quickly basking in the sound of her voice, before quietly opening her door to reveal a sight you could never get tired of.
There, curled up gently in her chair, was Imane. She was dressed in black leggings and a pink lilypichu hoodie with the words “stay comfy” written in black on the front. Her feet were tucked under her legs, the flufffy grey socks she wore peaking out.
You watched in awe as she laughed and cursed out the screen as she died again, her frustration clear. Her voice was blurred out as your eyes shamelessly scanned her face, lingering on the specifics.
You could mesmerize her easily, like with how the way her nose scrunches up when she giggles, or how her cheeks were a rosy color from all the yelling she is doing. Her honey brown eyes glowed with warmth while she talked to her chat, commenting on how they gave her tips.
You cleared your throat, hoping to get her attention without having to go in the cameras view or hearing, but you were unsuccessful. Glancing around, you couldn’t seem to find a solution to catch her eye, so you opted for plan B, you would have to interrupt.
You waited patiently, watching her close out the game to just chill with her fans for the next half-hour. She talked for a bit, then paused to drink some water.
‘This is my chance’ you thought.
You slid forward, silently making your way over to greet her. As soon as she st her bottle down, you made your move. Reaching out to turn her chair, which made her squeak in fear, you quickly fell into her lap and buried your face into her neck.
For a moment, the world was still; your arms wrapped around her neck as you finally felt at peace. You were home, and you had her back.
“Oh my god Y/n.” Imane gasped, immediately pulling you closer to her.
You sighed in contentment, your y/c eyes trailing over the joyous chat messages. Everyone was either shocked or excited to see you, the screen being spammed with ‘omg Y/n’ or ‘wait what she’s back’ and even ‘lmfao poki squealed’
“God i missed you.” You mumbled, pressing a kiss to her exposed shoulder.
“Me too! You are never leaving me for that long ever again.” She declared, tightly wounding her arms around your waist.
You giggled at her statement but nodded feverishly in agreement, shivering in her embrace. Imane kissed your cheek, nuzzling her face against yours in an attempt to make you warmer. You started to get comfortable until you heard the sound of a subscription ping, which made you jump.
“Oof sorry love, i forgot about the stream.” Imane whispered into your hair, holding you tightly.
She reached over to her mouse, saying a quick goodbye and a wave, before ending the stream. She stood up, gently setting you on your feet whilst taking your hand. The two of you made your way to the living room, where you ended up curling up on the couch while watching some cop show.
You felt content, especially while the summer sun glowed on your happy life.
I was asked to make a list of the YouTubers/Streamers that I’m willing to write for. Hopefully it’s alright 😅. (Some have been added by request. If you would like to see anyone else feel free to ask.)
People:
JackSepticEye
Markiplier
Pewdiepie
Sykkuno
Corpse Husband
Valkyrae
Pokimane
Dream
GeorgeNotFound
TechnoBlade
Topics:
I’m willing to write mostly anything. As long as everyone in the story is 18+. I’m fine with writing angst and everything else like that. I would also be fine with doing yandere type things too.
Again if there is anyone else you would like to see just tell me 😄.
