streamer!gojo accidentally revealed his relationship to his audience...because of forgotten lipstick marks. (art credits to @/yinartss)
“Chat, which game should I play next?”
Satoru leaned back in his gaming chair, the clock flashing a neon red “02:47”. He only had three more hours to go before he successfully completed the twenty-four hour challenge. Suck on that, Suguru, Satoru mused to himself, remembering his friend’s words that lit the fire in him to win that stupid bet. He could already see the sweet, sweet look of defeat on Geto’s face as he gave Satoru the money he placed on this bet.
The loading screen of a silly little game about gnomes reflected in Satoru’s glasses as he read the comments that flooded in, all of them recommending different games to play. They recommended games from Resident Evil: Requiem to games he had never even heard of, like...therapist simulator? He let out a small chuckle at that suggestion, mentally making a note to check that one out as he fanned himself with his hand. The potential for chaos with games like that is too good to pass up.
⤷ satorushairline: I would give you my first-born child if you got Shoko, Geto and Nanami to play gang beasts with you.
⤷ isimplydonotexist: what about baby steps?
⤷ herecomestheboy: I personally vote cat simulator.
“Seeing a ton of good suggestions in the chat,” he said, more to himself than his audience. A small yawn escaped his chest, making his eyes water slightly. He wanted to do nothing more than say goodbye to his fans and go to bed where he could curl up against the back of his amazing girlfriend, but alas, he had a point to prove. “Okay, let’s go with Baby Steps for now.”
However, before Satoru could search up the game, a donation with a message attached showed on his monitor, the silly little tune he had chosen blaring in his headphones.
stsuguschild gifted ten subs!
⤷ stsuguschild: who’s your favourite content creator?
Reading the message, Satoru yawned again. Damn, his exhaustion was catching up with him. “Thank you so much for the subs...my favourite content creator?” As he spoke to the camera, Satoru tugged at his jacket’s zipper, shaking the fabric from his body. The heat had become unbearable for him. “I’d have to say probably—”
Unbeknownst to Satoru, his chat had gone into a frenzy when he removed his jacket, finally exposing his neck to the audience—more specifically, the lipstick stains that adorned his skin.
⤷ satorushairline: AM I SEEING THINGS?!?!?!
⤷ herecomestheboy: SIR? DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL US?
⤷ listentothesea: SATORU GOJO HAS A LOVER! I REPEAT, SATORU GOJO HAS A LOVER!
⤷ bladesofsteel: AAJAKSJWKWKSLANAEWHFHD WHO’S THE LUCKY LADY?
⤷ fakeslimshady: y’all omg I think I know exactly who it is.
Satoru was still unaware of his chat collectively losing their minds until he caught a glimpse of himself in his monitor. Then, it was as if his entire world stopped. His heart skipped a beat, and not in the good way it usually did whenever he was around his girlfriend—you. No, it stuttered in that way it does whenever something scary happens, like a jump scare in a movie, or not feeling your phone in your pocket, only this time, it was way, way worse.
He must have forgotten to wash those lipstick stains off when he let a video play for his chat as he took a quick “bathroom break” earlier—the bathroom break being an excuse to see you—and he took the opportunity to coax you into a quick make out session. It had gotten hot very quickly, and your lips had trailed down his neck, and although Satoru had ensured the lipstick stains across his face had been washed off, he must have forgotten to do his neck before throwing on the jacket.
Stupid. So goddamn stupid.
He could already hear his phone exploding with notifications as he got tagged in posts, comments, the works, and Satoru didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know that screenshots of this were already making their way onto Instagram and whatever social media platforms his audience frequented. There was no denying anything, no excuse he could come up with that would deescalate the situation.
So he did the only thing he could in that situation. He ran.
“Um, okay, so unfortunately I’m gonna have to end the stream here,” he rambled, fumbling with his equipment to end the stream that had gone from zero to a hundred just because he removed his jacket. “I’ll see you all on Friday for our weekly Q&A. Just, um...be nice? See you!”
The last thing Satoru saw as the stream ended was the influx of comments asking who his girlfriend was, and one comment adding a link to an Instagram post. He couldn’t bring himself to click on it, though. Not yet. He needed advice.
He quickly picked up his phone, opening his contacts and scrolling until he found Suguru’s name and instantly hit the dial button. His best friend picked up on the second ring. Thank god he was still awake.
“Satoru,” Suguru greeted him, a knowing lilt in his voice—he’d stayed up to watch his friend’s stream and had witnessed everything, after all— but he waited for the white-haired man to take the initiative.
“You can have your money, Suguru,” Satoru began, taking a deep breath to steady his voice. “But just tell me, how bad is it?”
“It’s gaining traction faster than you can say ‘blue cheese’. They’re not gonna let it go.”
Yup, he was fucked, and you were still blissfully unaware of that fact as you slept peacefully in the room down the hall.
a/n: my first fic in almost two months, so apologies if this isn’t the best. however, i hope you all liked this! and to whoever came up with the au of jjk characters as streamers, i hope your pillow is cold at night because this is my favourite au ever.
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soo Satoru (yes, i know him personally) is a very famous streamer, people knows that he is dating reader but never seen her face or anything like that, they just heard her voice a couple times.
But Satoru just vanishes from all social media, his videos and pictures are still up but nobody has heard anything from him, his fans started going crazy and asking his friends on stream but they never said anything.
then a couple months later he uploaded a story on Instagram, it's a baby, its a faceless picture were the only thing shown is the newborn baby. people are going crazy over this and then blah blah blah.
