~oneshots~

eighteen🤍

twitter/ only fans, videotaping uhhh stuff like that (:
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nathan had a secret, quite a big secret, actually. this, he couldn't tell anyone. he was afraid he'd be labeled a whore, or that it would quickly be spread around. in the beginning he didn't think he'd be too big, but he was quickly proven wrong. after only posting five videos, over a span of a week or two, he had 100 thousand followers.

he learned how he could get money for these videos by making an onlyfans, which took a lot of thinking. he knew if this ever got out his life would never be the same, and that wasn't something he was ready for. however, it was easy, extra income, so he continued to make his videos.

now, he thought he was being discreet. he only filmed in his desk chair, which would be pushed against a plain grey-ish blue wall with nothing on either side of him. or, he'd film on his bed, removing the comforter and only showing his black sheets and pillow cases. but soon he'd find out he wasn't as discreet as he thought he was.

nova had a favorite twitter page to watch. he was always the first and last page she'd look at while masterbating, with out fail feeling satisfied every time. one day though, she forgot to log onto her regular twitter account and saw a video of the man, his twitter name being nightmare. she watched but began to close it as she had things she needed to do but stopped when she saw a familiar thing on the man's hands, a birthmark on the webbing of his pointer finger and his thumb. she thought about the fact that nathan had the same birth mark, on the same hand, but deemed it as a rare coincidence.

she went on with her day and went to sleep, pretty much forgetting all about it. until the next day when she went back to his page, noticing in his bio the man had his age, which was twenty one. she noticed this was also nathan's age but again brushed it off as a coincidence. but thought about it again when his recent video, which was posted ten minutes ago, he pulled down some pajamas pants. pajamas pants that she bought nathan, and also he had on when she saw him earlier.

she grew curious and looked through a few of his videos, noticing more and more things that were coincidences between nightmare and nathan. also the name, but that wasn't the biggest connection. the biggest connection for her was seeing a fresh bruise on his leg, which he got a few days ago from a skateboard bashing into his leg.

she blushed remember quite literally every time she got off using his videos, simply just his voice was more than enough. it explained it though, she always thought nightmare sounded like nathan, and nathan's voice made her tingle in ways she was too embarrassed to admit. she decided to go to sleep with this information, not being able to hold it in after two days. she walked into the kitchen to see nathan eating a sandwich, blushing when seeing him.

"can i ask you somethin?" she cooed, leaning onto the counter besides him. he smiled and nodded, sitting his phone and sandwich down.

"what's up?" he cooed, watching her contemplating something in her mind.

"do you... do you have a twitter?" he froze but recovered quickly, nodding his head.

"yeah, we follow each other." she knew that, but she was talking about nightmare.

"no.. like a uhm, sexual one." he blushed, she had to of known.

"what makes you think that?" he didn't confirm or deny, he wanted to know what she knew, know what she actually knew before saying he had one.

"it could be a coincidence, but.. there's this guy, nightmare and he had the kirby pajamas pants i got you, and you two sound similar.. and uhm, there's a bruise on his leg in the same place you have one." he sighed, she knew.

"yeah." he muttered, turning to take a bite from his sandwich.

"don't tell anyone, please." she smiled, but blushed, thinking about her next question.