Angst (Featuring Communist Tesco)No A/U(Platonic, for he has a wife)
3rd person
The teen walks out of his room, and he goes downstairs to see his mum and dad at the table.
"It's alive! Kristin look, it's alive!" Y/N scoffs at his dad, and grabs a bagel his mum had prepared for him, grabbing his lanyard and backpack. Just before he closes the front door to get to the bus stop, his parents yell.
"I LOVE YOU!!" The boy sighs, ignoring them and slamming the door closed.
Y/N's POV
You'd think life is hot shit with a dad that is a YouTuber/ Twitch streamer. It's really not. I'm not a secret. I'll be walking down the streets, and hear people gasping, saying, 'So Phil really lives here?!' Yes. My family lives here. What's the big deal? He's just my ol' man. One person that understands me a little bit is my dad's friend Wilbur. I usually go to his house after school and clubs. Most of the time it's just talking about things other than streaming and Minecraft. Sometimes Will cheers me up, others I just sit there and cry.
"Hey Y/N!" I sigh.
"Get away Marvin."
"Dude! No."
I groan, "Marvin you only like me because I'm friends with Wilbur Soot and my dad is Ph1lza."
I can see him squirming as he says, "N-no, I like you who you are!!!" I shake my head and walk faster. Marvin stays behind while I walk into the school.
I finally reach my locker and the gamer e-girls approach me. I do not understand how Will fell in love with one of these wankers.
"Y/N!! How's your dad?" I sigh, ready to rock their shit.
"No, Y/N how are you? You really only care about my dad." The girl that asked looks to the side, almost in shame. She's not shameful. She will do it again tomorrow. "Just stop asking. He's fine I guess."
"How do you not know how your own dad is doing?!" One of them scolds.
"You guys are the ones that make me sick of him. He wasn't bad before he blew up. Only a couple people recognized us."
"Leave the guy alone. He never wanted his family to be famous." I look at Mrs. Gaia and silently thank her. She nods in return, knowing that I was being attacked.
Phil's POV
"Kristen, I feel bad."
"Why's that love?"
"Y/N. He never wants to talk anymore."
She looks at me concerned, "It's probably because kids recognize him at school. Wilbur told you about that."
"But I can't do anything about it. He's just so sour now!" Kristen went up to me and rubbed my shoulder.
"It'll all be okay. I promise." I nod, knowing she's right. She gives me a kiss on the cheek and I walk upstairs to go stream.
A couple of hours pass when I realize that Y/N is about to get home. I end stream, walking downstairs as he comes back from Wilbur's house.
"Hey kid! How's Will doing?"
"He's fine, just as anxious as usual. I thought you'd know already."
"I just want to talk to my son sometimes, you know." He sighs.
"It's hard when a group of e-girls come to my locker every passing period, asking how you are and if you're okay. I only hear about you all day." I turn my head to the side, confused.
"I'm sorry, I don't get it-"
"I mean, really! I don't even get a, 'how are you'. It's all, 'how is your dad?', 'how's Phil?' 'Do you know when your dad is streaming?' Will is the only person that doesn't bring you up. It's only talking about me and what I need the whole time I'm over there."
Y/N's POV
I shake my head, grabbing my bag again, heading out the door. I can't even talk to him right now. I turn left out of our door, headed straight for Will's house.
"Why are you here?" He is super confused as to why I'm at his house again.
"Sorry to bother you. I just exploded on dad. I can't fuckin look at him anymore." Will gives me a sad smile and invites me in.
"So, what do you need? I'm here for you. It's just that I was streaming, and it may or may not still be running." I nod
"I don't give a shit. I just don't want to be on camera." He nods this time, understanding why.
"Of course. Just chill out on my bed. It's not in frame." I nod, walking into his bedroom with him. I duck underneath the camera's vision, and Will helps by stepping in front of me. I crawl to his bed, and flop down. He sits down, throws me a thumbs up underneath his desk while he logs onto Minecraft. I give him a thumbs up in return and soon fall asleep.
Wilbur's POV
I hear another knock on my door after Y/N falls asleep. I already know who it is, but I tell chat that I have to go answer it. Sure enough, I go downstairs and answer the door. Seeing the man I expected.
"Where is my son Will-"
"You are the last person he wants or needs to see right now."
"I know that but-"
"Phil, go home. I'll keep you up to date on how he's doing."
"Will I am his father! I deserve to see him!" I sigh.
"Yes, but when he doesn't deserve the pain of seeing you, force yourself aside. Him and his happiness is more important to you and Kristen, yes? He needs to calm down. If you could, come back with a change of clothes for him. I don't expect him to want to go to school. We can go do something together tomorrow or something. Just get him out of the house."
Phil nods, and reluctantly walks away. I watch him get into his car and drive away.
"Will? Who was that?" I close the door and walk to the teenager.
"Someone you don't even need to hear about. He'll be back with clothes for you. You aren't going to school tomorrow." He nods, knowing who I'm talking about.
"Why does he even care? He's usually streaming when I'm home anyways. Nothing will be different for him when I go to University."
"He'll miss the idea of being able to just go downstairs and talking to you."
"The idea of that is shitty."
Phil knocked on the door again, and Y/N sprinted upstairs as quietly as possible.
"Here." Phil handed me a duffel bag full of clothes, apparently Y/N's.
"Thanks. Like I said, I will keep you up to date." He nods, turning away.
Y/N walks back downstairs and sighs, "Will do you have food?"
It's time. "Nope!"
He looks at me, very disappointed and confused, "Will. Let's go to the store." I agree, and we go grab groceries.
Time Skip (cause i have no ideas for the store other than communist Tesco lmao)
We get back home, still laughing about how we screamed that the Tesco we went to was communist.
(to be continued!)
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