GAMEBOY ⟢ phainon / smau 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 you’ve been hiding your identity as phainon’s partner ever since his streaming career had started. all it took was for one live stream to ruin the peace both you and phainon built.
۶ৎ CW: all of the art by sunset_1830, swearing, suggestive themes, cyber bullying, death threats, mental health issues, miscommunication, weird behaviour, stalking, doxxing, smoking, drinking, etc. anything you’d expect from a popular twitch streamer/celebrity having a partner, phainon & reader both being freaked the fuck out. 𝛏 phainon x gender neutral! reader.
INTRODUCING . . . our romantic mcs!
Phainon. he/him — twitch streamer who only enjoys this job because of his partner / model. [N]. they/them — famous in a way where they’re funny on twitter and people assume they’re a model / aglaea’s fashion assistant.
CHAPTERS: ARC ONE — LOVING MACHINE
one. doxxed. two. the internet ruined me. three. paparazzi. four. #truthnuke. five. begging for the sex files. six. i cummed gng. seven. the twitter onslaught. eight. merry christmas, please don’t call. nine. in the pool. ten. in the sea (18+)
CHAPTERS: ARC TWO — EVERYBODY HERE WANTS YOU.
one. i hope nb catches us (18+). two. greedy. three. art of war. four. sweetener. five. closer. six. pretty when you cry (18+). seven. hopelessly devoted to you. eight. radio. nine. jealous type. ten. gameboy.
BEGGING FOR THE SEX FILES ⟢ phainon! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 you don’t know what’s up with twitter, neither does phainon. but everyone else in the gc is concerned after a leak of you two together from months ago is released. it really is just leak after leak, isn’t it?
You immediately regret asking that question when you heard Phainon’s voice, shutting your eyes and placing your face into your hands, “Phainon, let’s be realistic here.” You muttered, keeping a perfect distance away from you just in case you retract your words and jump onto him.
“You’re breaking up with me?” He questions, his heart in his stomach as he feels his hands shake, “Who was it? Please, tell me. I-I’ll deal with them, just don’t go—“ Your body was pulled into his, Phainon burying his face into your neck while clenching onto your shirt tightly.
“No, Phai—“ You sighed and hugged him back, sitting up on your knees on the couch to hold him better, “I’m not breaking up with you, let’s just… take a break from eachother.” You felt Phainon’s nails dig into your skin through the fabric after those words left your mouth.
“Just tell me who it was, please.” You blinked away the glossiness in your eyes, hearing Phainon’s voice quiet and crack in between as the both of you tried hard to not cry.
“Phainon.” You pulled him away from your neck, face softening when you saw the look on his face. It was teary, pouty—just sadness on his face while he tried to hold you still on the couch so you wouldn’t leave.
“Please don’t cry.”
“Please don’t leave me.” He sniffled, stray tears leaving his eyes and letting you wipe them away, “Don’t go, please. I love you.” He added on, feeling you place a soft and lingering kiss onto his cheek before moving onto his lips.
Phainon hummed into the kiss, more tears streaming down his cheeks. Your thumb kept brushing them away, Phainon diving head first into your neck while you brushed your fingers through his hair, “Phainon, let go.” You felt him shake his head, the want to needing to leave slowly disappearing the more you heard him choke back on his tears.
“—And then, that’s what happened!” You groaned loudly, Cipher’s blanket wrapped around you as you flopped onto your side, Cipher blinking with a wince on her face.
You appeared at her front door looking like you were about to start crying if you didn’t have anything to drink, and so that’s what’s happening between you two on this night. Drinking with you crying about missing him and how you shouldn’t have done any of that.
“This is really sad to watch.” She breathed out, lifting her drink up to her lips. You huffed and sat back up straight, “Can you, like, comfort me?” Your hands were scratching at your scalp, irritating the skin and making Cipher reach out to pull them away with a sigh.
“Babe, I don’t know what to say. This is literally the first time this has ever happened, so excuse me that I’m unprepared and unprofessional.” She responded with a tired tone, but you can tell she’s worried by the way she’s holding your hand tightly and how her eyes were filled with concern.
Your shoulders slumped, the blanket falling off your head while you laid it down onto the back of the couch, “Why’d I do that?” You raised your drink up before Cipher took it away, “Because people are crazy and that shouldn’t affect your relationship with the ‘Deliverer.’” She air quotes, mocking Phainon’s nickname.
She smiles when she hears you snorts, “You have any advice?” Cipher shook her head immediately, “Better to call Princess Homebody if you want actual good advice.” Your lips quirked up into a smile before it disappeared, pulling your knees up to your chest and tucking it underneath your chin.
“What should I do?”
Cipher exhaled a heavy breath, genuinely giving your question thought, “Maybe the break is good. Take some time apart, find yourselves, and then talk it out.” You hummed, taking the words into consideration.
She looked at you through the corners of your eyes, “Or we could go clubbing—“
“I didn’t break up with Phainon, Cipher. It’s a break. I’m not going clubbing.” You cut her off immediately, hearing her whistle at your quick response, “Okay, lover.” The flick of her lighter caught your attention, turning your head to see her offering one of her cigarettes to you.
“Talk to me more than.” Smiling, you took it.
Cyrene rubs Phainon’s back, Mydei standing near his bedroom door with crossed arms, “Soo, what happened?” Cyrene starts off, crossing her legs on the bed while Phainon jumps and the both of them immediately grimace when they see the tear streaks on his face.
“They broke up with me!” The two of them look at eachother.
“They—They said we should take a break from eachother!” Mydei sighed, sitting himself down onto the edge of the bed, “That’s not a break-up.” Phainon snaps his head towards him with furrowed eyebrows.
“It’s a break-up to me!” Cyrene chuckled nervously with a sweatdrop. She has never seen Phainon cry like this since you left Aedes Elysiae to visit a family member, and she thinks this situation tops that one considering how bad Phainon looks at his grown age.
“Phainon…” She trailed off, her hands up to persuade him to lay on his back, “Just relax. We’ll be back.” Phainon sniffled on his tears and did what she said, pulling the blanket up to cover his mouth aswell as the pout on his shaky lips.
Once the door was shut, Mydei’s shoulders slumped, “He’s worse than I thought.” Cyrene frowned and slapped his forearm, Mydei looking down at her with a raised eyebrow, “Of course it’s bad! That’s his childhood bestfriend and future fiancé!” Mydei’s mouth slightly opened at the last words, Cyrene slapping her mouth.
“He’s thinking of proposing?”
Cyrene shook her head, “No, I’m just hoping though. But I don’t think marriage will fix this.” She placed a hand under her chin, going into deep thought about how to fix her brother and her bestfriends relationship.
“Maybe the break is a good decision.” Mydei spoke up, a small shrug to his words while Cyrene looked at him in shock, “I’m not saying it’s the best, but it’s not the worse either.” Cyrene sighed at his words, placing a hand up to her forehead.
“I guess, but the situation is really bad.”
“Do we really have any solutions?” Cyrene stayed quiet at the question, the silence already an answer for Mydei as his lips pulled itself into a tight line, “So we’re walking on eggshells now?” Cyrene made a so-and-so gesture, they weren’t entirely screwed but they were definitely going to be walking on eggshells for a while.
“I can hear you guys!” Phainon’s voice shouted through the door, Mydei and Cyrene quickly moving far away from the door with quiet shuffles.
PAPARAZZI ⟢ phainon! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 phainon decides to hide you from the public eye by deactivating all your main accounts and keeping you inside the apartment. the paparazzi (his fans) can’t be this bad, right? they are.
WEBSITE. previously — next! taglist ! @salamiwrites, @depressedbearblogs, @vintag3u, @existing-apparently, @evanyao, @bluelizze, @celesteelysia, @n8mareee AUTHORS NOTE: guys im so embarrassed i forgot about snowy in the last chapter 💔💔
A piercing headache was the first thing you felt when you woke up, the second thing you felt was Phainon’s arm around you, and then the third thing you felt was the cold breeze that entered the room, making you shiver and pull your blanket up your naked body.
Your eyes snapped to Phainon to see he was also naked but when you saw no marks on him, you sighed in relief. You always left marks whenever you two were intimate, there’s no way you wouldn’t brand him with your trademark.
But there’s no explanation on why you two were naked. Maybe you got to that part before knocking out, you didn’t have an ache in your body nor did you have any bruising on your hips.
Grabbing your t-shirt off the ground, you stepped outside your room to see everything cleaned up. The bottles and cans were gone, pillows were placed back onto the couch, the floor was swept, and the trash bags were replaced. Everything was spotless besides the sticky note on the counter.
‘hyacine, tribbie, hysilens and aglaea cleaned it all up, [n]. i picked them up so they (cipher, castorice, cyrene, mydei) didn’t drive home drunk. anaxa and cerydra are the ones who took out the trash and replaced it. i also fed snowy and let him out his room. btw don’t listen to what the internet says.’ — tribios!
Smiling, you pinned the sticky note onto your fridge before opening it, grabbing the ingredients to make breakfast as Phainon enters the kitchen a few minutes later, putting on his shirt with a yawn.
He woke up trying to reach for you and realized you weren’t there in your regular spot. He panicked until he heard the classic sizzle coming from the kitchen, flopping back down onto the bed with a sigh of relief before pulling his sweats on, not questioning on why he was naked in the first place.
“I should kiss the chief for preparing breakfast.” Phainon broke you out of your concentration, looking straight at your apron before back at you with a charming smile. A confused hum left your mouth as you turned off the stove, looking at him over your shoulder with raised eyebrows.
Phainon chuckles, loving the confused look on your face before he points at the words on your apron. Your eyes moved down to the piece of cloth, catching what he was referencing at and reading the ‘kiss the chief!’ embodied onto your apron.
An amused smile crept onto your face, “You think so?” Teasing him, Phainon rounded the corner of the table and pulled you in by the waist, a giggle leaving you as his signature pout on his face whenever he wants something from you appeared, making you sigh in faux exasperation.
“It should be the chief’s award, and also my prize.” Rolling your eyes as a joke, you landed a quick kiss onto Phainon’s puckered lips. The short kiss made him whine and tug you closer to him when there isn’t enough space for him too. A laugh left you until you placed another kiss onto his lips, then his cheek, and then finally one of his forehead, having to stand on your tippy-toes to land it.
Phainon hums in satisfaction, letting you go to eat the breakfast prepared. He left the piece of egg into his mouth, stars appearing around him even though it was a basic breakfast before his good mood disappeared when he saw you leave the kitchen.
“Where are you going.” You paused and turned around, pointing down the hall with a blink, “To get my phone?” It sounded more like a question than an answer.
Phainon visibly lights up, jumping out of his seat to push you away from your room, “What? Phai—“ Forcing your bum into your respective seat at the table, he kisses your forehead rather aggressively, “I’ll go fetch it for you!” Before you could answer, he’s already left your side.
Sighing, you brushed off that random act from Phainon and moved your attention to your food, not knowing how Phainon unlocked your phone and deactivated all of your social media’s main accounts, not like you were that active on any of them anyway. He’s not risking more people finding your other accounts and then finding his personal account, and then finding personal information.
It’s not his first rodeo, but it’s definitely yours and he’d rather get beaten than have you constantly harassed.
Phainon marches back into the kitchen with a suspiciously wide and sunny smile on his face as he places the phone into the palm of your hand, “There you go!” Biting down onto your bacon, you raised an eyebrow and opened your Twitter while keeping your eyes on him.
“You didn’t do anything, right?”
“You don’t trust me?” Phainon tilts his head with a small smile, almost like a dog, almost like Snowy.
You immediately perk up at the thought of Snowy, looking over at the living room and seeing Snowy’s classic white tail wagging in the air. A smile appeared on your face, whistling to grab his attention and immediately giggling when Snowy jumped over the couch to get to you.
“Tribios fed you, didn’t she? Is she your favourite now, cutie?” Snowy stuck his tongue out, bathing in your scratches and praises as Phainon stared at the dog with a blank look, absolutely jealous of the attention Snowy is getting from you.
This is why Phainon placed him back in his room yesterday morning.
“We didn’t disrupt you last night, right?” Snowy barked, confirming that you guys did in fact disrupt him. You nervously chuckled, pulling your hand back after scratching under his chin, “Sorry, your parents were drunk, Snowy.” He tilted his head, just like Phainon did when he gave you your phone back.
It seriously gave you the chills.
Phainon took your plate after he finished with his food, shooting a look to Snowy when he passed by him as Snowy smiled, like he knew what he was doing. Phainon’s eyebrow twitched but he still kept a smile on his face, lighting up when you thanked him for doing the dishes.
This has been a regular routine for you guys. You cook and clean, Phainon washes the dishes and does the laundry while Snowy sits on the couch like a spoiled kid who’s waiting for your attention specifically because Snowy knows it gets on Phainon’s nerves.
The two of them are constantly fighting for your attention and it’s funny to see Phainon being jealous over a dog.
Phainon dries his hand with a hand towel, watching you cuddle Snowy close as the two of you watch something on the TV, “Do we need anything from the store?” He suddenly asks, standing behind the couch now.
You hummed in consideration, “Maybe more dog food? And shampoo since you like using mine. Oh, also we need more cherries.” Phainon nodded, listing them off in his head as he leaned down to kiss your forehead.
“Is that all?” You sat up, holding Phainon’s face in your hands, “Yeah.” You suddenly bit down onto his cheek lightly, a soft hum leaving your mouth as Phainon winced but let you nibble on his cheek before you pulled away and brushed your thumb over it.
“I’ll get dressed now—“
“No.” Phainon stops you midway, watching you blink up at him confusingly. He sighs and shakes his head, “I’ll handle it, you stay here.” You pouted, feeling him pull away from you, “But we always go buy groceries together.” Phainon’s face softens when he hears your words.
“I know, but you drank a lot.”
“But I feel better!” You argued, Snowy barking to agree with you as Phainon shot a look to the dog beside you before looking back to you with a loving look, “And I want you to stay here.” Phainon’s large hands cups your face, kissing you slowly as you relaxed.
“Mm, fine..” You reluctantly agreed, flopping back down on the couch with a groan. Phainon cheering with stars appearing around him, “But don’t take too long! And don’t get caught.” You held up two fingers, reminding him of the two rules you set up for him whenever he’s out in public by himself.
“I’ll be as stealthy as Cipher!”
“She’s not even that stealthy!”
The apartment is empty after that, boredom burns itself deep inside you as the silence of the home continues to stretch on and on. You don’t remember how long Phainon has been gone now, but you could assume it’s only been awhile.
You really wished you hadn’t folded the second Phainon kissed you.
A groan leaves you, burying your face into the pillow. It’s painfully boring without Phainon with you, rather he’s streaming or not. You two always do stuff together, so it’s weird when it’s suddenly broken.
You froze, he’s not cheating on you, right?
Snowy and you look at eachother before you shook your head, belittling yourself for thinking that way. You mean, it’s not bizarre to think of that, right? You two have been together since high school, and University, which was probably when your relationship took a turn, it’s not that crazy to say he wants to see other… people?
The thought makes you pull a face.
You atleast hope it’s Mydei.
You pulled your mask down with a sigh of relief, is this what Phainon has to deal with everyday? You seriously hated wearing masks, they’ve always been uncomfortable to wear and breath in.
It took a lot of convincing, Phainon kept saying that he doesn’t want you to be recognized in public, and you kept saying that you’ll be fine since you’ll be wearing a mask and a hat. He had some good points, but you don’t think locking your partner in the house and leaving them behind is a good idea.
All you wanted was to buy something from your local 7-Eleven that was just a 10 minute walk. No one’s gonna bother you, and if you two have constantly went to that 7-Eleven and not be recognized, it’ll be fine if you go alone. You doubt you’ll be recognized, and if so, maybe you should keep yourself locked in your apartment from now on.
The mask hangs under your chin, a bit of your tongue sticking out of your mouth as you try to hold all the stuff you decided to get for both you and Phainon in your arms. You definitely should’ve gotten a basket, but you’re almost done grabbing anything so you don’t see the point in grabbing one now.
The 7-Eleven is quiet besides the humming coming from the freezers, and there aren’t a lot of people here either, leaving the chance of you getting recognized at a low percentage. It’s still not impossible for someone to see you, but it’s overall not a high rate at all.
But despite how little of people were there, you felt like someone was staring at you for the 20 minutes you have been in there.
THE INTERNET RUINED ME ⟢ phainon! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 twitter is up in flames, you won’t come out of bed, and phainon is contacting his managers to try and calm the situation down. no matter how hard anyone tries, your phone blows up with tweets, tags, and messages. at least the chrysos heirs come around to distract you from it.
Phainon sighs and drops his phone down onto the dresser beside the bed. He just got off the phone with Aglaea, who suggested that Phainon should take a break off the internet and be there with you considering you were probably gonna get hate from his fanbase if you didn’t enough.
It sucks more when know your public account on Twitter has been found when he explicitly said not to try and find out. Sooner or later, more of your socials will be found and you’ll have no choice but to delete everything.
You were curled into yourself on the bed, refusing to get up unless it was the bathroom. It shouldn’t have effected you so much, it usually should never effect a celebrities partner since that’s what they should prepare for when dating someone famous.
But you’ve known Phainon since forever, you’ve known Phainon when he just a little kid running around in the grass fields. You know different versions of Phainon, Phainon’s that people don’t know about, and Phainon’s that the fanbase—and him—don’t want to see.
He’s the picture perfect boyfriend in terms of personality and looks. Everything everyone wants in a guy. You remember how many people approached him in University, you remember how many times you two have talked—not argued—about how insecure you’d get whenever it happenes, and you remember how Phainon wanted to stop streaming if it made you uncomfortable with how many people thirst over him.
It was sweet of him to think about you, and at that time, you were completely okay with him streaming since you know Phainon knows where home is at. But thinking about it now, should you have said no?
Phainon already has a stable job as a model, and you also have a stable job as Aglaea’s fashion assistant. If Phainon ever did want to stop streaming, it won’t matter since he still has a way to financial support you both, and vice versa. You just can’t take back your answer and beg for him to stop streaming.
Phainon’s hands founds it way to your cheek, turning it to the side so he can stare at you, “I’m sorry.” He apologized, his voice almost a whisper.
Your eyes softened, bringing him down and into your chest, Phainon already sinking into your embrace, “I love you.” You hear him mumble against your chest, a chuckle leaving you as your fingers twisted and threaded in his white hair.
In moments like these, you can forget all the hate you’re getting, Phainon can forget what’s blowing up his phone, and just relax in bed with him. You do hate how everyone treats celebrities partners, but the one who actually has Phainon is you.
“Can I get an ‘I love you too’?” You dragged out your sigh, snapping your eyes open, “I love you too, Phainon.” His face lifts up from your chest, a grin on his lips.
“Wasn’t so hard, now was it?” Your eye twitched, hand reaching up to tug at his two antennas on the top of his head. Phainon yelped and grabbed your wrist, pulling a stupid face that had you stifling a laugh.
“You look like a vegetable with your hair like this.” Phainon hummed in confusion, looking up to see you toying with his two antennas after releasing the harsh grip on them, “They were so much more cuter when you were a kid.” You looked down at Phainon, who grinned.
“And you were nicer when you were a kid.” Frowning, you flicked his forehead, “I’n still nice.” Phainon rubbed the spot you flicked before leaning up to kiss your forehead.
“You are.”
The moments ruined the second Phainon’s phone starts ringing. Phainon huffed and stretching above you to reach for it, your eyes moving on instinct to catch the pale skin of his stomach when his shirt lifted, clearing your throat when he pulled back with the phone to his ear.
“Hello—“
“Phainon!” Both Phainon and you winced at the loud voice that came through despite not being on speaker. He pulled the phone away by an inch before placing it beside his ear again, “Yes, Cipher?” You sat up at the call of her name, snatching the phone out of Phainon’s hand.
“Cipher?” Your face visibly lit up, ignoring how Phainon blinked at how fast you took the phone away from him before he took the spot you were laying down on, watching you talk to Cipher through his bangs.
He watched you hold onto the necklace he gifted you on your first anniversary, watched how you scrunched your nose up whenever she said something gross, and watched how your hand flexed whenever you were explaining something to Cipher.
A sigh leaves his lips, a blissed out look on his face.
He does really love you.
“Okay, wait, put me on speaker. Phainon needs to hear this too.” You looked over your shoulder to see Phainon burying his face into your pillow, ears burning red as your eyebrow raised at his appearance.
Brushing it off, you put Cipher on speaker, “What’d you want to say—“
“Open the door!” You jumped when the front door to your shared apartment banged, Phainon getting up to answer the door as you quickly followed, abandoning Phainon’s phone in the room as Cipher’s laughter filled it up.
Standing up on your tippy-toes to peer over Phainon’s shoulders, the rest of your friends stood infront of the entrance, a grin on Cipher’s face and a calm smile on Aglaea’s. Your jaw dropped at the sight of them, before pushing them back to look down both the hallways until you ushered them in.
Phainon shut the door behind you, Castorice pulling you into a hug as Cipher, Cyrene and Hyacine engaged into a conversation with you, “No, but everyone’s being dramatic on Twitter. What’s the big deal?” You sweatdropped at Cipher’s question, pulling away for Castorice’s hug.
“That’s because Phainon is everyone’s dreamboat.” Mydei butted in, sending a look to Phainon whose eyes widened in shock, “I am?” You deadpanned at his act.
“Stop being stupid on purpose, Phai.” Your boyfriend dropped the facade, a smile on his face as he raised his hands up in a mock surrender, “Hey, I only care what you think of me.” You rolled your eyes, ignoring the way your face warmed up and Cyrene pointing it out with a grin.
Aglaea dropped a bag onto your table, Hysilens helped her grab the stuff out. The sound of glasses clanking together made you snap your head over to them, bottles of wine lying on your table as your mouth dropped, turning to Phainon who had an amused eyebrow raised.
Cipher pulled you down with an arm over your shoulder, “The best option to feel better is drinking.” You chuckled, “You’re encouraging alcohol abuse.” Cipher shrugged at your words, scavenging through the plastic bags and also pulling out multiple six packs of beer.
“You all came here to drink?” Phainon turned to Mydei, a small smug smile on Mydei’s face, “Been awhile since we all gathered together.” Tribbie grinned, looking up at Phainon who agreed with a nod and a smile.
It has been a long time since all of you have been together. Schedules were tight, and plans kept getting canceled because of these. You only assume that the recent drama was a good reason to bring everyone together, even though it was on bad circumstances, you’re glad they all want to be here with you both, especially from Anaxa and Cerydra.
You took one drink, and then another, and then another, and then Phainon gave you his drink, so you drank that one too. It ended up with Cyrene resting on your shoulder, a droopy smile on her face while you laid on Phainon’s, a half-empty cup of wine in your hands while you watched Cipher and the rest play cards.
Anaxa and Aglaea of course had petty arguement here and there, passive aggressive comments being thrown once in a while. Hysilens took up any drink that needed to be finished, Hyacine gave people water to help them, Cerydra kept winning in UNO and Tribbie kept winning in Go-Fish.
Mydei and Phainon were in a conversation with eachother, catching up with Phainon trying to ragebait him and being successfully every time from the way Phainon’s laughs whenever Mydei scolds him.
It’s funny, it’s warm, it’s nostalgic. You missed this feeling.
You missed how Cipher and Cyrene both teased you about Phainon, you missed how Mydei and Phainon bickered with eachother, you missed how Aglaea carefully teaches you her techniques, you missed how Anaxa—despite being rude about it—actually educated you on topics you wanted to know about, you missed Tribios and the other three, you missed Cerydra and Hysilens, you missed Hyacine and Ica.
streamer phainon wasn't something I thought I would need.
I'm just thinking about him doing a cooking or baking stream and his s/o is behind the camera (they don't want to show their face but they don't mind talking on streams) and he just gives them the first bite for everything.
I also feel like his fans while being crazy about him are very respectful towards his relationship, of course there are a few bad apples but most are respectful as they come.
im ngl i got streamer phainon from streamer kageyama thing on tiktok and i was like … “wait ts lowkey bomb if it was phai” and so that’s where the streamnon came from. just to let u guys know, i am planning on making it an smau since i had someone asking. i wasnt planning on making but it got a lot of attention and ppl actually fw streamer phainon so i was like ok whatever ill make it
‘Khasnon’ now live! baking stream with the loml + 26k watching!
Phainon has the apron you brought him months ago on, the camera watching him as he stirred the cookie batch with his tongue peeking through the corner of his mouth.
A giggle leaves you at the sight, Phainon snapped his head up at the sound, “What’re you laughing at?” You held a hand to your mouth, waving his question off with a stupid smile hidden under your hand.
“Nothing, get to shaping the cookies.” Phainon pouted at your dismissal but listened anyway, grabbing a piece of the cookie dough and rolling it in between his hands to shape it into a small ball before placing it onto the tray with parchment paper.
phai[n]lovechild: why’d he just listen 😭😭😭😭😭
lukauke: dawg he wabt that cookie so bad
maiutopia: we get it phainon u have hot ass partner😭😭😭
gisellefiles: they aint even allat
rileyhrt: do u want me to bring a gun to the fight giselle be so fr 😭✌️
Phainon finishes placing the cookie dough onto the tray, sliding it inside the oven and washes his hands right after. He doesn’t acknowledge the stream as he comes straight to you, hiding where the camera doesn’t point.
You whine as he tugs you into a hug, “Phai, stop. You’re live.” Phainon huffs, burying his face into your neck, “But you’re so cuteeee.” His breath tickles your neck, making you giggle as Phainon’s lips curled into a smile at that sound.
gojopilled: this feels so intimate
cyreneia (mod): aedes elysiae raised a human dog
memfle: i just joined r they making out pls tell me they’re making out
lukauke: ????
Phainon stayed like that with you until the timer ended, grabbing the oven mitts and taking the tray out, letting the cookies slowly cool to make sure your tongue doesn’t get burned when you eat it.
“Okay, while that’s cooling, what do you want for dinner?” He flashes you a smile, an evil idea popping into your head.
“You.” The smile on your face doesn’t match your answer as Phainon pauses, staring at the wall behind you with a shocked look. A laugh leaving you when you got the reaction you wanted from him.
xirquen: RELEASE RHE SEX FILES
prettyrina: RELEASE THE WHAT😭😭
ninisetta: i bet [n] moans like a lil bitch🤦
prettyrina: you’ll start coughing in 20 seconds.
You’re worried about how Phainon has stayed like that for 20 seconds, concerned that you made him uncomfortable with your answer while live. You just hope no one clips that and captions it with ‘Phainon’s partner weird asl’ on twitter.
To be fair, you’re not all that worried about the hate campaign against you. They’re getting Phainon’s face on stream while you get the whole thing, so there’s clearly a winner here.
“Phai?” You called out, snapping Phainon out of the daze he was in, a sigh of relief leaving you, “I thought you died.” You joked, Phainon clearing his throat and looking down at the counter with blush on his cheeks.
“Do you… actually want me for dinner?” Your jaw drops.
my-cafe: he made cookies cuz he cant get the actual cookie bru😭😭✌️✌️✌️
minglorie: look at my streamer dawg we aint getting any streams TODAY!!!!
karaione: #RELEASETHESEXFILES
artespa: please WE need gooning material❤️
You sweatdropped, “Phai…” When his name was called, he turned to look at you with puppy-eyes, an arrow actually shooting through your heart.
“Not on stream!”
Phainon laughed at your words, grabbing one of the cookies and pulling you in by waist, still not showing your face as his broad back faces the camera to hide you.
A pouts on your lip, Phainon leaning down to kiss your lips and accidentally getting carried away during the process. You melted into the kiss just as easily, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him closer, Phainon having to bend his back slightly due to the height difference.
“Okay, okay, not on stream.” You pulled away, out of breath and in a daze. Phainon giggles and taps the cookie onto your lips, urging for you to take a bite.
You frowned before taking a cookie, eyes lighting up when you felt the taste hit your tongue instantly, “Wow, you’re not terrible at making cookies.” You praised, taking the cookie from his hand and disappearing back behind the camera.
wonniefiles: DID ANYONE CLIP THAT
cyreneia (mod): DW GUYS I CLIPPED IT
archiverei: phainon’s sister fr clutching up the win❤️
cyreneia (mod): paypal me 5$ for their sex tape
vrykians: omg ewww who would wabt that…. (me 👀👀👀)
Phainon sighted at his sister’s antics in the chat, “Why are you acting like I don’t pay you, Cyrene?” Your phone rings at the exact time Phainon says that, picking her call up instantly and handing it to Phainon, who placed it on speaker.
“That’s cause you pay me 1$ per hour.” Cyrene jokes, a chuckle escaping you.
“You better leave some cookies for me once I come tomorrow!” Phainon sighs at her demand, “I made them for [N]. ” Your stomach flutters, an ‘aww’ coming from Cyrene.
“Mm, still want some. Bye!” Cyrene hangs up, not before making kissing sounds to tease you both for making out on camera, your cheeks warming up when you remembered.
You seriously need to stop Phainon from kissing you on stream.
I CUMMED GNG ⟢ phainon! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 shocking news! so, you posted yourself on twitter after hours contemplating rather or not you should die, but the good news is that everyone knows why phainon kept you hidden. the bad news—on the otherhand— is that you now have stalkers.
Cipher holds your hand tightly while you huff in annoyance, cigarette between your fingers before you stomped it out and followed her into the alcohol store, being careful to not bump into anything.
You’ve been staying at Cipher’s house for a week straight. No contact with Phainon, no messages from anyone about him, and no stalking his accounts. It’s been miserable ever since, who actually wants to stay a week away from their boyfriend? You certainly do not, but it’s… It’s a nice break.
Sure, the first night away from him was miserable, and you’re not going to lie and say the second night wasn’t at all. It was awful, truthfully. But, it did get better with Cipher who kept making you laugh and distracting you from thinking about him.
“Okay, soooo?” Cipher started, dragging your attention away from the bottle you were looking at to the bottles in her hands. An amused look appeared on your face, raising an eyebrow at her options, “These are coming out of your pocket, right?” You plucked the red wine from her left hand.
Cipher shrugged with a smug smile, placing the refused drink back onto the shelf before moving onto the next choices. “Yeah, totally.” She waved off with a scoff, dangling vodka infront of you and making you hold it, ignoring the protests.
“Cipher.”
“It is,” She responded back quickly, opening the freezer and grabbing two six-packs of beers, making you roll your eyes as you set the drinks in your arms to grab a basket real quick. “Relax, sweetheart.” The basket dug into your arms from the weight but you ignored it, letting Cipher place in drinks that she only likes.
You liked the silence between you two, the humming of the freezers and light jazz music in the background as the both of you got the line, only 2 people in front of you.
“So,” Cipher started off, leaning against the railings, “How’s loverboy?” She questioned with a wiggle of her eyebrows, making you scoff and rest the basket on the counter. Your lack of response made Cipher whine and grab onto your arm, attempting to shake an answer out of you.
“I don’t know,” You answered honestly, reaching the register and offering a smile as they scanned your items. You turned to Cipher while she was doing so, “I’m scared to contact him.” Cipher pulled a face at your answer, making you smile wryly and shrug.
“Fucking pussy.”
“Don’t start.” Cipher payed for the drinks, offering a wink when the girls eyes lingered on her as she recognized Cipher, the two of you long gone before she could ask for an autograph.
“She was pretty,” Cipher pointed out, making sure no cars were passing by and making a run for it. The car was parked at the other lot across from the store, wanting to make sure no one could spot it.
The back opened, placing the drinks carefully and entering the passenger seat as it closed. “You think every girl is pretty.” Scoffing in amusement, you plugged your phone into the aux, Cipher laughing as if your statement was the funniest thing ever.
The camera clicked.
“Uh—Cipher?” Phainon catches the solid body that was pushed into his chest with a careful hand, his eyes moving from the top of your head up to Cipher who sent him a grin. Phainon face falls flat before raising an eyebrow, briefly ignoring the face starting to smush into his neck, “What are you doing?”
Castorice tugs at Cipher’s hand with an awkward smile, “Just, make sure they don’t drink anymore, got it?” Cipher orders, letting Castorice pull her away from the couple. “And don’t do anything stupid! Protection, okay?” Cipher snickers until Castorice pulls on her hand harder, letting out a yelp.
The two girls mix with the others, Phainon blinking before sighing, dropping his drink onto the counter to cup your face gently. You murmur something under your breath, staring up at him with squeezed cheeks and a pout. If you weren’t drunk, Phainon would’ve kissed you.
“How many drinks did you have?” Phainon’s question didn’t process immediately into your head. Eyes fluttering and head drooping in his clutches, Phainon making a sound as your head nods back and forth. “Love?”
“I don’t,” you pause to yawn, leaning your cheek onto Phainon’s chest with a satisfied expression. “I don’t know. Maybe… maybe 10? Or… more.” You circle your arms around his midriff to hug him, keeping Phainon close whose attention moves from you to the girls who are in a circle, Cipher peaking her head over Castorice’s to spy on you two.
“Why?”
You whine softly, pushing your head deeper into his chest. “I miss you…” Your confession makes Phainon’s body relax, a hum leaving his lips as his fingers grip your waist tightly. “Everyone sucks! And, they all think they can handle you—which they can’t— and it makes me jealous, and sad, and I hate you!”
Phainon chuckles, finding your drunk ranting endearing as you lift your head off his chest to pucker your lips.
“Kiss?”
Phainon shakes his head at your ask, placing a hand onto your cheek and leaning his head back slightly so you wouldn’t try, and capture his lips. “You’re drunk, sweetheart,” He points out, voice barely a whisper.
He watches you huff, moving your arms to around his neck to pull him down. “Do you not love me?” You ask, almost heartbroken from his rejection. Phainon scoffs in amusement, leaning down to place a kiss onto your forehead, not where you want his lips to be.
“Stop dodging me!” You shake his collar, Phainon’s laughter annoying you more before you stop, looking up at him through your lashes, a soft pout that makes Phainon almost lean down immediately to kiss you on your lips.
“Please?”
His defence falls quickly at your plea, shuffling back with you so he can sit down on the stool, spreading his legs so you can fit in between them. “So eager,” he murmurs, letting you lean down to kiss him finally.
❤︎ ˚̣̣̣ AUTHORS NOTE!
hey guys….. ow… oww Im sorry… i know i disappear a lot and ik i make a TON of excuses but ive been so busy with my degree and stuff so but its summer so i now have a lot of free time! enjoy this chapter! im not sure if its my best since i was rushing bc ik i kept u guys waiting but i love u all!!
