imagines and headcanons

↠ shenanigans ▪︎ imagine

[summary]
↳ alex helps you with assembling your newly arrived office chair- on stream! your afternoon is practically filled with, you guessed it, shenanigans.

[warning/s]
↳ this is so long i'm sorry aaa. full of fluff and cheese hmmm ALSO your IGN is peaches

[notes]
↳ my mom bought me an office chair, so this one-shot exists. you're welcome. i don't think i will ever run out of ideas for this man just like i always want to draw him everyday :D

↳ enjoy! more fics to come hehehe!

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You stumbled into the kitchen minutes after waking up without Alex by your side. He smiled at your bed hair, "Good morning, sleeping beauty."

"Why are you up so early?"

He took a bite from his sweet bread. "I have to stream early, remember? Gonna watch the new god-awful Tiktok episode."

You sluggishly walk towards his side and leaned against him, immediately felt the warmth of his shirt. "Can I come watch with you?"

"If you want."

A smile formed on your lips as you lazily kiss his messy hair. "I-"

Knock, knock.

You trudged to the front door with a yawn escaping your mouth. You arrived at the front door and opened it, seeing the delivery man. You made yourself look more awake now. "Uhm, miss L/N?" He asked, holding a sheet of paper.

"Yes?" You nodded. You only noticed the big carton by his shoes before he actually went and try to push it inside your home. "Oh!" You helped him haul it indoors until it was completely placed neatly on your floor.

You signed and paid with Quackity's money for the service before closing the door and jumping in glee. Alex heard your cheers and walked over to check on you. "What is it?"

"It arrived! The chair is finally here!"

"Let's go!" He celebrated with you. "Are you gonna assemble it on stream?"

"That's a good idea," you noted. "I probably will."

"Okay." Alex tread off towards the bathroom. "I'm gonna shower then stream and you'll stream after me so I could raid you."

You smiled in appreciation and when he's fully gone, you lifted the box on your own and march to your streaming room. It was full of posters and shelves are filled with gifts from your friends and fans, and your computer was pushed against the wall the opposite of your door. The house only has two beds, in the guest room and the actual bedroom that the two of you share. You placed the package on the one side where the camera wouldn't capture it when you'd finally go live.

The bathroom lights were off so that means he had just come out from the shower. You went inside the vacant bathroom and brushed your teeth before going to the kitchen and prepared yourself your own breakfast. Moments later, Alex came out of the bedroom and dried his hair with a towel.

"It's so fucking cold today, what the hell."

"I don't think so?" You said whilst your back was still facing him, waiting for your brewing coffee.

"Yes it is. That's why I wore this. Check out my fit."

You turned around and watched as he jokingly flex his attire; the signature hooded trucker jacket hybrid on top of his navy blue shirt, and black pants. "You surprisingly don't look like a divorced dad today."