𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓫𝓸𝓸 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓞𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼/𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼

☁️ 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕕 ☁️

In which you being overworked by your uploading schedule 

Request: no

AU: IRL

Pronouns: she/her

Genre: fluff

TW: minor swearing

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You rub your hands over your face and sigh, before resting your forehead on your desk. You had been staring at your laptop for the last... how long?- trying to finish editing a video, and have been getting absolutely no where. Your eyes hurt. Your butt was numb. You just wanted to sleep.

'But if I don't upload this video, the fans will lose their collective shit.'

You groan. God, you hated your job sometimes.

Well, you wouldn't say hate it. It was more frustrating than anything. About a month ago, you had taken to uploading every single day. That was a mistake. Now your followers expect you to upload a new video. Every. Single. Day. You've spent every day for the past month streaming, recording, editing and uploading videos to YouTube. Most nights you stayed up until the wee hours of the morning, when your beanpole boyfriend had to drag you to bed. You literally haven't been outside in four weeks. So really, you just hated your fans' expectations. But it wasn't their fault.

In short, you were extremely overworked. Not to mention stressed out.

And what made you feel even worse is that you barely saw you Ranboo anymore. Ranboo had tried (on multiple occasions) to get you to take a break. And every single time, you had stubbornly refused. And every time you denied taking a break, you felt worse.

Sipping the last of your energy drink, which seemingly had done nothing, you stretched and arched your back, making your bones make a satisfying 'pop'. You reached over to the small trash can at the side of your wooden desk and glimpsed yourself in the small mirror you kept sitting there. You cringed at what you saw. You eyes were bloodshot. The bags under your eyes had worsened. Acne stared to make it's way onto your cheeks, chin and forehead.

'Jesus Christ, I look like an absolute mess.'

You returned your sight back to your laptop and checked the time.

1:46 AM

You sighed again and rub your eyes, sleep catching up to you. Oh, how your desperately wanted to crawl into bed next to Ranboo and sleep for the next day and a half. But, you couldn't do that because you had to finish editing this stupid video. But you hadn't even started it.

Groaning, tears began to prick your eyes. This was so dumb. You honestly wanted to cry.

"Baby...?"

You whip your head around to see your beloved partner staring at you sleepily, covering his mouth with the back of their hand to stifle a yawn.

"Oh crap, did I wake you up? Sorry-"

"You're still working on that video?" They asked sleepily.

...

You sighed for the millionth time that night, not answering. Instead, you put your head in your hands and tried not to start sobbing like a small child who didn't get dessert before dinner.

You heard a shuffling sound and soon after found two long arms hugging you. 

"Come on, N/N, go to bed. It's literally nearly two in the morning." They mumbled, resting their chin on your shoulder.

"But I NEED to get this video uploaded! Everyone's been expecting me to-"

"Nope."

Your lanky-ass boyfriend reached over your figure and clicks off the tab before shutting your laptop closed. You just look at them.

"Mark, what-"

"You're going to bed. One, because you barely even started it, and two, you haven't taken any breaks from anything for ages."

"I-I know..." You start in a quiet voice. "But- everyone's been expecting me to upload, and-"

"Who cares what the fans think? You need rest. You're clearly overworked. You need a break."

You exhaled, followed by a yawn, tears of exhaustion building up in the corners of your eyes.

"Y/N..."

You knew he was right. You couldn't keep doing this. You knew it would only lead to serious mental health problems. Besides, your brain was screaming at you to go to sleep.

"Okay, okay, fine."

He gives a tired smiles. "Thank you."

You stretched your fingers, all of them cracking, and finally got off the chair to shuffle to your shared bed, landing face first on the pillow. You heard Ranboo chuckle slightly as he lay down next to you. You flipped over onto your back and your abnormally tall significant other put their arm around your waist. 

"I'm not letting you anywhere near streaming or recording for a long time, you do realise?" 

"But-"

"No buts. Now, sleep."

"Fiiiine. You're lucky I love you."

"I am extremely lucky indeed."

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(A/N: Another stupid idea I had that just got worse as it went on :) On a more serious note, if you are overworked by something (schoolwork, work, etc.), remember to take a break! Your mental health is just as important as anyone else's! Also, extremely important question: milk or cereal first? Pick carefully 🔫👀)

As always,

Be gay, do crime. Be trans, throw hands

Also, make sure to eat and drink :]