AMARANTHINE ○ Streamers × Reader

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Wil grips my hand as he drives single-handedly. No matter how many times I tell him that he should drive with both hands, he won't let go.

When we pull into a small car park outside a café, he's at my door practically as soon as the car stops, as always.

"Finally, we're away from the others, and I have you all to myself" He says in a satisfied tone as he takes me by the hand into the café.

"People will recognise you though. You're not that free" I remind him, squeezing his hand as we stop at the counters display of food with the menus up above.

"Just you wait until we get to my office" He says as he holds a menu infront of us.

After we order, we sit down, Wil still holding my hand.

"Wilbur, if someone sees you, I worry about the backlash you might recieve. You know how quick things like that spread, and—especially for your fanbase—it's not very positive for them—"

"—What are you trying to say, Y/n?" Wilbur smirks as he takes a sip of water that was provided, our hands laying on the table. After his flustering accusation, I struggle to form a sentence, feeling my cheeks grow warm.

"Y-Yes you are a very.. pleasant man, and you are rather handsome and not to mention the accent..." I trail off, risking a glance at Wil, who immediately makes eye contact with raised brows, his smirk still strong.

"You're hot, and people get jealous. There, happy?" I say cockily, pulling my hand away to sip at my own glass.

"Very" He nods, attempting another sip from his drink as he watches me, his eyes squinted, outlined by his smile lines as he tries to hold in a smile.

"Shut it" I mumble, avoiding eye contact sheepishly, half regretting saying what I did, but also not.

It's nice to not be around the others. Now I can say and do what I want without making others jealous... kind of. Not quite yet, we're in public.

After a while, our orders are delivered.

"Have you thought about the music yet?" He asks, munching on his food.

"I suppose I'll give it a try" I say, taking a sip of coffee. My statement makes him grin happily as he continues to eat and I can't help but smile to myself.

"That's great. I'm glad" His smile never falters. "Don't worry, you'll love it. I'll make sure of that."

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As soon as Wil closes the door of his office behind us, he takes the to-go coffee from my hand, and places it on his desk, occupying my hands instead with his own as he intertwines our fingers.

"I warned you about what would happen once we get here" He smiles smugly, holding our hands at our sides.
I smile back.

"Now, be showered with my love and affection" He grins, pressing his smile softly against mine, releasing my hands instead to hold my face between his huge hands as he kisses me.

"Recieve it gratefully" He mumbles, guiding my hands to his neck as he presses more desperately into the movement.

"When's your stream?" I ask against his lips. He moves to the side of my lips.

"Soon." He mumbles nonchalantly against my skin as he sets me on the side of his desk

After he finishes showering me with his love and affection, he decides that he should start the stream.
And so I sit down, out of the way.

"Oi" He calls as he pats his lap, he looks almost offended.

"No face cam?" I ask, approaching him. He shakes his head.

"No? I said I'd turn it off if it makes you comfortable. In this case—comfortable in my lap" He says. I smile and roll my eyes, shaking my head as he pulls me onto him. I rest my head back on his shoulder whilst he sets up stream.

"You know, you should only let me leave these" He runs his fingers lightly down my neck, watching in the feedback stream of his camera. I glance at it as well, gently touching the mark where it shows on the screen.

"Wil, did you rub off the makeup?" I groan, letting my head fall back against him.

"Mayybe?" He giggles, digging his head into the side of my neck, kissing it tenderly. It's scary seeing it in the cameras view, but I like it.

"It's okay. I'm the only one who can see. And I like it that way" He mumbles smugly. I smirk at his behaviour.

"The stream, Wil" I remind him and he nods, pulling the chair closer to the desk as he disables his camera feed, replacing it with a slightly intimidating picture of him, stretched to fit hilariously within the box.

He adds large text along the bottom which reads; NO CAM BECAUSE SPECIAL GUEST BIG WHOOP.

It makes me laugh.

As his stream starts, he pulls the mic closer to us and slides some sort of fidget ring onto his thumb, resting it in my lap while he uses his other to pull my hand to it. I intertwine my fingers with his, using my thumb to roll a metal ball on the side most accessible.

His intro plays and I know it to be one of his biggest hit songs, but a piano cover. I think it's cute.

As soon as the song ends, the screen transitions to his funky photo and the chat goes crazy.

"Heyyyyyy chaaaaaat" Wilbur says fondly. I can tell how much he loves his fanbase and it makes me happy.

"Guess who's here?" He waits a few seconds, reading chat, but I don't wait much longer.

"Meee" I grin, even though they can't see me.

"U/n is here, yay woo, big pog, let's get a round of applause in chat, guys, let's go" eventually the chat is just clapping emojis and it makes me laugh.

"Yep, Geoguessr stream with U/n" He places a gentle, quiet kiss to my jaw as he opens up the site, the stream carries on like that. Warm and cozy on Wil's lap, paired with secret affection and Geoguessr.

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Hiiiii. Gotta admit I have a serious case of favouritism with Wilbur. Give me your opinions on who Y/n should end up with :)

P.S, if you're into Wil fanfics, I have one. There's not too much there at the moment, since it's kind of a side project as of right now, but it's called Painting Counties Blue!

Stay safe and hydrated!! <3