STORYBOOK ROMANCE [Tommyinnit x Reader]

C15: Hey... you alright?

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London's sweetheart, Actor Y/N L/N and fellow actor Von Latierro is seen having dinner with twitch streamers Tommyinnit, Wilbur Soot, Tubbo, Ranboo, Badlinu, Aimsey, and Billzo.
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imaboredlamppost
EYO?? Y/N L/N going on twitch cOnFiRmEd???

user47289023
Isn't that actor the one Tommy said he had a crush on?— Ohhh are they dating!???

WilburPlease_MarryMe
Bruh they're just having dinner, let them eat their food tf

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"Y/N L/N! Are you crazy?! Going out like that!" You were currently getting scolded by your mother, with your father listening in from the background, "Now look!! You've been seen! It's all over the internet! Did you know that?!" Your mother asked, "Why yes, I do know, how could I not with all your babbling about it?" You responded in a bit of an irritated tone. This response earned you gasps from your parents, "Are you... talking back to me?!" Your mother says, in an overly dramatic way, like not even Von funny overdramatic, it's just plain annoying. You heard a 'gIvE tHe pHoNe tO mE' from your father then followed by some ruffling sounds, probably from the phone being passed on.

"Y/N who even are these people you are with?! You don't know them! We certainly don't—" you cut your father off, "Wait wait wait— did- did you say that I don't know them? When I'm literally having dinner with them?" You scoffed, "That doesn't sound right now, does it?" You heard your father grumble, you just sighed and answered, "They're my friends dad..."

"Friends? How come we haven't heard of them? What are their names? What do they even do?" Your father bombards you with questions, you took a deep breath as you answer, "Yes, friends. You don't know them because they're mostly, jUsT nOrMaL pEoPlE. I'm pretty sure you already know their names from the 'iNtErNeT pOsT' you lot keep talking about but they're Tommy, Will, Aimee, Freddie, Bill, Toby, and Ranboo, plus Devi and Von were there with us too— "oh and they're streamers." You explained quickly in one breath, "Ranboo?" Your father questions, "Don't ask." You immediately shot back, "Also— streamers? What the fuck are those?" You heard your mother yell 'lAnGuAgE' from the background, which made you chuckle before clearing up your throat, "They're basically people that record themselves in the internet to entertain a live audience, and sometimes the live audience gives them money and they do that for a living—" you explained to the best of your knowledge.

"Like those women from..." your father begins, stretching out the 'o', "Porn? Oh god are you friends with porn actors?! WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG TO-" you cut him off again, "Dad WHAT?! No— I— language! What is wrong with you?! Dad what the heck???" (A/N: this is basically how it went down when I explained streamers to my grandpa) you were baffled by your father's reaction, "THEY PLAY AND STREAM VIDEO GAMES DAD! They don't— they— they don't do— the stuff yk..." you stumbled on your words trying to explain, not wanting to mention the *ehem ehem* 'p' word in there. It was aWkWaRd to say the least.

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Tommy was looking for you, the place was reasonably big for a fancy hIgH cLaSs restaurant, so it was taking him a bit longer than he'd want to admit to find you. "I hope they're ok.." he mumbled under his breath as he continued to look for you. Soon enough, around a corner near the end of the building, you seem to still be on the phone with your parents and you don't look too happy about it. He didn't want to disturb, so he just sat leaned against the wall of a near corridor where you couldn't quite see him, and listened in, waiting for you to finish up.