Behind the Masks (Ranboo X Reader) (Soulmate AU)

Ch 10: Q&A

My, my, how the time flies, it's now April and have things been going? That depends on what you're looking at. The EP? Oh that's going amazing, you got your songs recorded, narrowed down to the 6 tracks for it and are just figuring out the cover art. The soulmate situation is a completely different story. Now whilst Ranboo and you have not confronted each other about it, it's gotten a bit more awkward since karaoke night and every conversation has made you worried about what question might be asked. But it's life, pros and cons, right?

Anyway let's ignore that, it's April, it's a fun day, you're streaming today! No intricate plans or relying on friend to help you through it, a genuine solo stream. You were going to announce your EP at the end of stream but it was mostly a Q&A while you play some Slime Rancher for vibes. You had your whole set up ready, just needed drinks and snacks so you could stay streaming for a fair while, so downstairs is where you were going.

You got to the kitchen and saw your mum making a lasagna. "Lasagna? What's the special occasion?" You asked as you took a Pringles tube from the cupboard.

The gasp your mum made and the look she gave you, you messed up. "Your dad is coming home tonight, surely you remember? I mean I did write it on the calendar." You glimpsed at the calender across the kitchen and noticed writing on today's date.

"So that is today," you muttered in realisation. "Do you need any help here before I head upstairs again?"

"Nah I'm fine, it's just layering and that's pretty easy," she said as you grabbed a monster out the fridge. "Your dad heard your song on the radio the other day you know."

"Still wants me to pursue being a doctor and engineering?" You asked in a sarcastic tone.

"You know he wants the best for you."

"So you've told me." With that comment you went upstairs with your snacks. Whilst the interaction left a sour taste in your mouth you tried to think of the stream as a distraction.

You grabbed a blue and gold mask from your draw and sat at your computer to get ready to start streaming. After practicing to smile for a few minutes you popped the Pringles open and put on your mask, double checking stream was working and capturing the home screen of the game. You went live and sent out your normal notifications on your platforms and waited for the people to arrive.

Now did you have mods for your channel? Yes. Were they given to all your friends who were likely to be streaming? Yes. So with the technicality of you having no mod you prayed for people to be respectful. Thankfully it appeared that they were.

"Howdy do chat, how are we doing today?" You asked, looking at all the messages flying by in chat. "I'm glad some of you guys are going well, for those who's days aren't so great hopefully I can cheer that up. I did take to Twitter and Instagram for questions you guys had for me so I've put them is a generator to randomly select them but I'll also be answering questions you guys have in chat. While I answer questions I will be playing a new game of Slime Rancher and taking suggestions for which slime combos I should have. So without further ado, let's get the game and questions going."

You were happy to have a chill stream, chat was weird but what chat isn't? Chat had chosen some chaotic slime combinations, mostly wanting them all to be mixed with something that would hurt you because pain is funny. The questions were a mix of serious and weird. It varied from how to record songs, to how to be famous, to what is the worst stench in the world.

"Okay the next question from the RNG is..." You announced as the question was brought up, "would you rather sweat peanut butter or jelly? I'm curious what you think chat, cause it's a lose-lose situation."

You made a poll for chat to pick and watched them make their decision as you sucked up briar hens for your chicken coop. You felt your tattoo heat up and the VIP you gave Ranboo fly by in chat's arguement. "Okay chat that's very interesting. But the question is would you rather be sticky or oily? You're going to stink either way but it's an oily or sticky feeling. I think I'd prefer..."

You saw people spam Ranboo's name so you couldn't ignore him. "Oh hey Ranboo!" You smiled as you collected honey slimes. "You wanna join the stream?" You didn't plan on asking but considering the chat, you might as well suggest it.

The sound of the Discord call answered your question as you answered it. You quickly adjusted a your streaming set up so Discord would be picked up for chat. "Welcome to the stream Ranboo."

"Hello hello, MASQ and MASQ's chat," Ranboo said, the burning sensation from your tattoo felt like it's killing you. You had 99% confidence he knew you were soulmates but feared he'd ask a soulmate question with stream on. "How's the slime farming going?"

"It's been pretty fun, chat wants to make the most dangerous slimes so they're likely all going to be rock or crystal hybrids until I find hunters," you explained as you teleported home to your base. "Oh, what's your answer to the sweat question?"

"I'm sorry, the sweat question?" The confusion in his voice was enough to ask for an explanation.

"Oh, uh well, would you rather sweat peanut butter or jelly for the rest of your life? That was the question right chat?" You asked, checking those were the correct options.

Ranboo released a confused chuckle, "I'm sorry, what? My sweat becomes either peanut butter or jelly?"

"Yep, everywhere you sweat. Forehead, armpits, knees, feet, chest, butt, everywhere," you explain, curious about his answer.

"Do I get to pick the flavour of jelly?" He asked putting a lot of thought into this.

You looked at chat needing help, "well chat? Can he pick or is it a set flavour?" You made a poll and watched the answers flood in. "Oooh, it's close but it looks like it's..."

"Hey chat, whoever said that, that's messed up," Ranboo said interrupting you. "Mods can we ban them? That's not appropriate."

"Huh? What happened?" You asked quickly looking through chat to ban them.

"Just something really inappropriate," he said. "Oh looks like I can pick the flavour of the jelly."

You found the person and banned them at the disgusting language they used. "So, what kind of flavoured jelly would you sweat?" You changed Ranboo from a VIP to a mod just to help with chat in case it happened and you didn't see it.

"Hmmmm, probably grape, it's smells the best," he answered in a slow and hesitant voice. "Wait, why am I a mod? Wait do you not have mods?"

You gave a nervous chuckle, "um, no I don't. I haven't gotten around to looking for mods. Well chat, your chance to be a mod is going to be announced tomorrow."

"Well I'm happy to help moderate when I'm able to catch your streams." You didn't know if it was the tattoo heat getting to you or you had sneezed but it felt like your heat skipped a beat.

"Thanks Ranboo. But you never answered the question, sweat grape jelly or peanut butter?" You asked feeling strangely safe or at peace. It was a calm feeling but couldn't decide how to describe it.

Stream went on for another hour and a half before you said goodbye to chat and shut the stream down. Ranboo was still on call with you though. You felt like this was the moment you had been dreading but tried to hide it. "So, you got any plans now?" You asked trying not to let the moment get awkward.

"Well I actually wanted to ask you something," he started off. "I didn't think it'd be appropriate to ask during stream."

"O-oh? Go ahead ask away I guess," you said. Your palms were sweating from the nerves running through you.

"Well I'm coming to the UK in a few months and was hoping if we could meet up sometime while I'm there," he said. "I'm there for a while so we can do it whenever you're available, you know, like a huge group get together, hangout thingy."