《(VOL1) How did I end up in this situation!? (Youtuber male reader x Hololive)》(CH3)"Regret"
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(Jesus Christ guys-
you guys are popping off with all these reads-
IT'S LITERALLY BEEN LIKE 4 DAYS SINCE I WROTE THIS STORY AND WE'RE ALMOST ON OUR WAY TO 1K READS DAMN
I just wanted to say thank you so much for reading this story, commenting, and voting. It helps me get motivated to continue this work, and I don't think I can thank you guys enough!
Anyways now that's over let's continue)
Y/n POV
As Y/n patiently waited for the two to reply, he checked his stream chat
Bobby504: What the hell is happening!?
Gibbyster2: Y/N I'M SO PROUD OF YOU MY BOY
HerryYEAH81: Y/n you've grown alot since I last watched you... At first you were playing Minecraft with 3 subs and now you're at 60M and in a call with Vtubers! I'm so proud my boy.
As Y/n reads the nice comments, he mutes his mic and thanks them
Y/n: heh... Thanks guys for the nice comments! It's been an accomplishment because my dream came true, no, my dream isn't meeting an e-girl or any girl, that dream is to become famous! I wouldn't have completed it without your guy's help! Now cmere, let's do a virtual hug!
Y/n stood up, facing his camera, and hugged it.
Even though you can't see his upper body, he has tears in his eyes.
His chat said the same thing
"Congratulations."
Y/n sat down and wiped the tears from his eyes without chat seeing it.
Y/n: Ahem.. let's get back to the conversation.
He said as Y/n unmutes his mic
Y/n: Hey, what's taking you guy's so long?
Meanwhile, Korone and Okayu looking at her chat to see translations from their viewers.
Fortunately they said the truth and that Y/n was actually greeting them, and telling them that their voices were cute.
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The misunderstanding was now clear.
Korone: Oh! You were comupulimentingu us? Thanku you Y/n-san!
Y/n: Ah, yes I was! Also what about your friend over there? She's shy or something?
Korone looked to her chat and saw that 1 trusted person on there translated it
Korone: 'Okayu Y/n's saying you haven't spoke at all! Come on don't be shy! Greet him!'
Okayu: 'Ehh?! I don't want to... But don't scream at me!'
Korone: 'Hehe!'
Okayu clears her throat
Okayu then proceeded to speak in an accent you definitely didn't understand
Okayu: (inaudible mumbling)
Y/n: What are you sayi-
And just like that Y/n's internet went out.
Y/n: What... Wait... What just happened?
Y/n looks to his chat and sees that it stopped
Then he looks at his internet, it said
"Connected to W/n (Wifi name), no internet"
Y/n: I paid my bills... What the hell? Did someone DDos me or something? This is bad. Why did this have to happen now?
Y/n: Everyone is sure to be mad at me... Whyyyy!
Y/n: Well... That happened.
Y/n stands up from his chair and stretches
Y/n: Eh, I guess I could stop streaming early and call it a day. Tomorrow I'll apologize, or when the attack is over.
He walked towards his hallway and got to the bathroom
Y/n: Did I wash myself already?
Y/n then recalled everything that he did today
Y/n: Yes, yes I did.
Y/n: Maybe I should visit them today.
As he said that, Y/n's body instinctively moved towards the door to the outside world.
Y/n put on some outside clothes and picked up some black shoes his father gifted to him
Y/n: I still remember the day you gave this to me. Ah, those were the days.
Y/n put them on and went outside. The cold, December air went into his nose. He enjoyed this feeling.
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Where Y/n lived was unknown to the public, he stayed at town called T/n (town name) near C/n (City name).
Y/n grew up here, he had great parents.
As Y/n thought about it, he walks toward the place, with his hands in his pockets.
Y/n never forgot them.
(Small timeskip)
Y/n reached his destination, he brought along some flowers he bought from the nearby flower shop.
He searched where it was.
A short while later of searching he finds it.
Y/n: Found you.
Y/n walked up to it.
Y/n dusted the gravestones with his hand.
Feeling the names,
F/n L/n, and M/n L/n.
Y/n teared up at the sight of his parent's resting place.
(Play song at 30% volume)
Y/n: I miss you...
Y/n put the flowers on their graves
Y/n: I missed you alot... Please don't hate me... I shouldn't have said those things about you... I love you, but I was stupid back then. I didn't see your appreciation...
Y/n fell to his knees
Y/n: Please forgive me...
Y/n started feeling tears run down his cheeks.
And it started raining.
Y/n: I shouldn't have... Run away from home... I should've stood with you until your last breaths...
Y/n: And yet here I am... Didn't do it... Because I...
Forgot...
Y/n: All those things you did for me... You sacrificed your allowance just for me to eat, you pampered me, you cared for me, you hugged me, and you... Died for me...
(Stop playing song)
*Flashback start*
M/n: Y/n come back! Please!
Y/n was running away, in the middle of the night, it was raining heavily. And generally it was a cold, harsh night.
Y/n's father was in the military, he died there, his only family member remaining was his mother.
Y/n just didn't see it, Y/n thought hos mother didn't want him, she hated him.
In reality she didn't mean those things, reality was slowly falling apart for the two. Y/n was being a bad kid and his mom started a job as a prostitute. Just so they could survive.
M/n loved her son very much, and it pained her dearly after seeing her son run away. She chased after him, trying to apologise.
Y/n: Don't follow me! I don't want to see you anymore... You hate me, right!?
Y/n: So don't! I'm running away so you could be happy...
M/n: Son... Please don't say things like that... I love you! Don't do this... Please, I don't want to lose you too!
Y/n ran in the middle of the highway, his mother right behind him
Y/n: Stop! I don't want to do this anymore... I know you hate me-
Y/n at the corner of his eye, saw a bright light, and a loud horn.
M/n: Y/N GET AWAY!
(Play song again at 02:20)
Everything was in slow motion.
M/n's mother pushed her son away, saving his life, but unfortunately not hers. The rain stopped briefly.
Y/n could see her smiling at him, little did he know that was the last smile he will ever see of her.
Everything began to move normally again.
The truck hit her, Y/n was in the side of the road, shocked at what just happened.
The truck began to speed away
Y/n looked at his mother and approaches her
Y/n: M-m-mom?
Y/n saw her lifeless eyes and a small smile
Y/n: M-m-mom...
Y/n: MOM!!!!
He sat down and hugged her. Crying out her name.
But there was no response, not a single breath she took.
She died doing what she loved,
Protecting her son.
(To be continued)
Sorry if you guys thought that was cringe, I tried my best at making a sad chapter, please don't laugh at me :(
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