y/n : your name

u/n : user name

tws: swearing

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y/n's pov *

"heya! hi!" i greeted my chat excitedly. so many people tuned into my streams these days, i didn't want to do anything but go live. my gaming sessions were so much longer than they used to be because of all the support i was getting. on top of that, i was excited to make new friends too. george, sapnap, dream and i had been playing together a lot. the fans seemed to like our last collab, so we decided to keep getting together for content. it wan't just fun for our viewers, but fun for us.

i was glad to consider them my friends. i hadn't really ever had friends before.

after high school, i sort of just gradually fell out with everyone i knew. not because of anything bad, but just because our lives were heading in such different directions, mine especially it had seemed. being a faceless content creator seemed to put some people off too, so it was hard to make friends online. not to mention that i had to hide the fact i streamed to people in my real life out of fear they would expose me. then again, i didn't know anyone in my real life anyway because i rarely left my apartment. the life of an introvert for you.

i broke from my thoughts and turned back to my chat. "i just wanna say thank you to everyone who has been watching my streams, whether you just joined today or you've been watching since i first started. you guys are really awesome," i gushed, and chat gushed back. they were making me feel so mushy and sentimental. that was illegal!

i cheerily responded to donations and subscriptions as they came in and streamed for hours until the late afternoon sun started to filter through my window. my chat started yelling at me to go rest because i started yawning so much. i wasn't tired, i just reacted the same way a cat did when put under warm light.

still, i had been streaming for a while, so i decided to listen to them. when the sun finally set, i said bye to my chat and wished them well.

i sighed contently. i felt so good about where everything was going lately. my audience was growing, i was feeling more confident, and i was making new friends. things were working out for me.

a notification from my phone caught my attention. i checked it, and it was a text from clay.

: i watched your stream today :^)

: i would expect nothing less from my number one fan :^)

he hearted the message.

i flopped down on my bed and tossed my phone to the end. my pillow cradled my head as i stared up, eyes tracing circles on the ceiling as i followed the blade of my fan in its rotation. i didn't know what to do with myself now. maybe i should have streamed longer.

i reached for my laptop and opened up discord, scrolling to find my group chat with george, sapnap, and dream. sapnap had named it "the dream team and their plus one."

: guys i have a proposal to make

: to me?

i laughed.

: don't fancy yourself

: is it to me ;))

: stop it you flirts

: what's the proposal?

: we should have a movie night :))

: if you're not busy that is

: yeah that sounds nice! i'll join the call in a min, i gotta feed patches first

: i will be there!

: me too, but only if i get first pick >:))

: no

: :((

when i move in with you guys i'm never letting you have the remote again ever ever ever

if you guys ever move in together the internet is going to break

we are moving in together!

like next week!

and i'm gonna give gogy a big hug when i get there :D

no

and a kiss on the lips

no.

only cause george wants to kiss me more ;)

yeah

wait really

no

i closed out of the chat smiling.

after a few minutes of waiting for everyone to get ready, we were all ready to call. i was the last to join.

chaos ensued.

"IT'S MY PICK FIRST, FUCK YOU GEORGE," sapnap yelled.

"WE ARE NOT WATCHING JURASSIC PARK AGAIN, WE SHOULD WATCH HARRY POTTER OR SOMETHING," george yelled back.

"i think we should watch aladdin," clay suggested softly, unphased by the screaming.

"LAME," sapnap whined.

"TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT FUCKING NOW," clay shouted. he really could go from zero to one hundred in a second.

i was pretty sure they just noticed i entered the call, because all at once they started using me as leverage to get their movie picked.

"U/N, YOU AGREE WITH ME, RIGHT?" sapnap asked first.

"DON'T YOU DARE—" george began, but i interrupted him.

"BOYS, BOYS! HOLY SHIT, SHUT UP! I CAN'T EVEN HEAR MYSELF!" i yelled at them. they quieted in a second, stifling laughter. "phew, okay. first of all, sap, george, you guys can call me y/n if you want. you don't have to go with the whole u/n thing—"

they gasped in unison.

"secret identity exposed," george whispered.

"you can literally google it—"

"oh, well, if we can call you y/n then feel free to call me nick—"

"nick? more like dick," clay muttered.

nick laughed. "dude, stop!"

i wheezed. "okay, okay. second of all, why don't you duke out the movie dilemma over rock paper scissors or something like men?"

in an instant, i heard clay's keyboard clacking and then a link was sent into the group chat. "fight me," he stated simply.

"oh ho ho, you're on," george giggled.

clay shared his screen so i could watch and george and nick both joined the game he had set up. they played three rounds, yelling at each other in between. clay came out on top.

"REMATCH, RIGHT NOW," nick yelled.

"NO! THE BATTLE IS OVER! ACCEPT DEFEAT!" i butted in.

nick and george both sulked. i stifled laughter as i listened to their playful sourness.

"clay, since you were the victor, would you please do the honor of streaming aladdin for us all?" i asked.

"why of course, my lady."

in a few minutes, clay had the movie up and running for us all to watch.

for complaining the most about what movie we were watching, nick was awfully enthusiastic about singing along. there was no doubt in my mind that he knew all the words to every song. the other two chimed in alongside him without hesitation.

i was rolling with laughter. they were slightly off-beat and out of tune but in the best way possible.

as the movie started to near the end, i rested my head in the crook of my elbow. i had rotated so that i was laying on my stomach, laptop set at the end of the bed and feet propped up against my headboard. my eyelids were getting heavy.

"wait, do you hear that?" george asked.

we were all silent to hear what he was talking about. very faintly, somebody was quietly muttering. clay's discord icon kept lighting up green.

"he's sleep talking!" nick gasped, "... should we wake him up?"

"what a baby! little piss baby! it's only twelve o'clock!" george laughed.

"i know right? what a loser..." i trailed off, sinking deeper into my arm pillow. my eyes fluttered shut.

i guess i was a loser too.

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nick's pov *

"clay! y/n! wakey wakey!" george whisper-shouted, mouth close to his microphone.

"dude, shut up!" i whisper-shouted at him, "leave them, leave them. we should let them stay in the call together."

george laughed once. "... are you playing cupid right now?"

"maybe, i don't know. i have a hunch. just trust me on this."

"hm..." he considered, "clay's either gonna thank you or kill you for this, you know."

"that's... probably true, yeah. guess we'll see in the morning."

"guess we will..." he said softly, "well, since everyone is drifting off, i guess i'll go to sleep now too."

"okay, same. night gogy."

"goodnight!" he whisper-shouted happily, and then left the call.

i gave one last glance to clay and y/n's discord icons before leaving them alone in the call. tomorrow, they would wake up with groggy morning voices and start their day together. i was a genius.

i turned off my computer and leaned back in my desk chair, rubbing my tired eyes.

i hoped george was right. clay better thank me for that.