Playboy (Colby Brock X Reader)

10.

The tapping of my knuckles echoes back at me as I knock on the door. I grip my arm while I wait, glancing at the red Toyota.

A few seconds pass before it opens, Kat's bright smile beaming at me, "Hey!" Her voice chirps with excitement.

I step inside with a grin as she closes the door behind me.

Ever since I found out about their YouTube lives, Kat has been eager to get me involved so I don't have to be some secret. We agreed to ease me into it, and came to the conclusion that the best way to do so is to keep me behind the camera for now. It works out perfectly, given I was a big photography nerd in high school, so I know my way around angles and lighting.

Sam bounces down the stairs with his filming camera in his hands, "Hey, Y/N."

I wave back in response, my chest heavy with anxiety. My senses are on overdrive, listening and waiting for any sign of Colby to appear. I wonder if they even told him I was coming.

"Okay, so," Sam starts, guiding us to the backyard. On the bar, sits an old microwave with various items littered around it. I raise my eyebrows at him, "For my video today-"

"You're gonna be exploding shit in there, aren't you?" I cut in. He chuckles at my expression, rather amused.

"Well, yeah actually," He smirks, turning his attention to Kat before pulling her close to him by her waist, "And you, are my assistant today, baby." He smiles down at her. She leans her head into him, trying to suppress her glee.

He passes the camera to me. I look it over for a moment before turning it on, and he begins his intro for the video.

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After about an hour, the once white microwave is now singed black, an occasional spark shooting from various cracks in the appliance. Melted items litter the surrounding area of the yard. Sam laughs proudly as he wraps up the video, "And before I sign off until next week, a huge thank you to our friend Y/N for helping us out with filming today!" He extends his arm towards me, signaling me to reveal my presence.

I simply stick my hand in front of the lense, waving quickly before retracting it and centering back on Sam.

He ends it with a few more sentences, before he nods to me to stop recording. Him and Kat walk over to me, excited to see the footage. As they watch bits and pieces, I hear the sliding door open.

I turn my head to see Colby stepping out in nothing but gray sweats, a confused look on his face, "Yo, what smells like shit out here-" he stops when he sees me with the two, "Oh, must be Y/N." He smirks, crossing his arms over his chest.

I roll my eyes and lightly punch his chest, "You sure you aren't smelling your own breath." I counter back.

He mock laughs before pushing past me to Sam. He stares at the microwave and starts coughing, fully taking in the scent all the burnt objects, "Jesus Sam, you created a fucking biohazard in our yard." He covers his nose and mouth with his hand.

"Yeah, but it's gonna be a sick video!" He exclaims, "Y/N got some really good shots."

Colby reverts his attention back to me. I don't know if it's anger or jealousy, but something out his demeanor is sending me a difficult signal to read.

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Hey guys!! Sorry this chapter is kind of short. Just introducing the reader to the YouTube world!! Wonder what kind of videos you might help colby with ;)