Gaming YouTuber Oneshots

ZexyZek | OS 14

To be honest, I have a feeling I'mma have a lot of fun writing this...

NOTE: ZEK IS UNDERAGE SO THE CHARACTER WILL BE 16 AS WELL

Also, in all of my oneshots, the YouTuber's significant other is only a friend as to avoid awkwardness

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(F/n) Friend's name
(Y/n) Your name
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It was around 9 pm on a Saturday, I'd asked my parents if I could go out with a few friends at 6, calling about an hour ago for permission to stay the night. Little did they know, I wasn't only with girls.

We were at a friend's 'office,' it was more of an apartment, but he used it for his form of work; videos. No, nothing bad. He makes gaming videos for YouTube. Anyway, for some ungodly reason, we all decided to play spin the bottle with a twist. Who ever the bottle landed on, the person who spun had to dare the other.

We sat in a small circle, about five of us present. Me, John, who this little 'office' belonged to, Ryan, the taller one, the other Ryan, the shorter one, and my best friend, (f/n), in that order.

"Alright! Let's get down to business! Ladies, which one of you would like to spin first?" The taller Ryan asked, raising an eyebrow and nudging the bottle towards us. (F/n) snatched the end of the bottle and spun it, almost sending it flying. It landed on the shorter Ryan, who hung his head.

"Alright, let's see... I dare you to send a random number a picture of a weird face. I'm gonna start this off lightly, don't think it won't get worse, boys." She leaned over to me, laughing at herself as she started swaying back and forth. She's weird, but I don't care.

Ryan got out his phone with a shrug, making a weird face and texting it to a random number, putting his phone back shortly.

"My turn, noobs. We're about to get weird." Ryan cracked his knuckles and spun the bottle.

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The taller Ryan spun the bottle, the end landing on me. I raised a bored eyebrow as a grin spread across his face.

"(Y/n). I dare you play Seven Minutes In Heaven with John, but, if you wanna chicken out you could always eat an entire jar of mayonnaise." He gave us a shit-eating grin before leaning back on his elbows.

John glanced at me before getting up and offering me his hand.

"What could go wrong? It's just seven minutes."

I sighed and placed my shaking hand in his. I don't understand why I was so nervous; it was just seven minutes, right?

"Alright. Let's get this over with." We walked to one of the larger closets and shut ourselves in, my hand still in his.

We sat there for a good three minutes without saying anything before I started to move. I'm not too fond of small or dark spaces, really. I feel like the walls are closing in on me, but that's only in Reay tight spaces for me.

I continued to squirm, trying to create as much space in the small closet as possible. Within the midst of my squirming, John reached over to me and placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay? Are you claustrophobic?" He asked, his voice low. I squeaked out a "yes" and he started to rub circles on my back to calm me.

"Just close your eyes and lean on me, okay? We only have about two minutes left." I nodded into his shoulder as I pressed myself against his chest. I admit, it was a little awkward, seeing as how I'm an inch taller than him. It didn't matter, though. I was trying not to focus on anything but his hand on my back and our heartbeats. I could feel mine in my ears and his on my chest, it was a strangely calming feeling.

"Alright! Time's up, you two! You have 'till the count of three to untangle yourselves!" (F/n) warned with a teasing tone, counting down to three quickly before yanking the door open. Neither John nor I moved. I was comfortable and honestly about to fall asleep.

"I said 'untangle yourselves,' not hug and be cute!" (F/n) grumbled, a fake pout present in her tone. The Ryans started laughing as we both slowly lifted our heads. I detached from John and walked back out into the living room quietly, everyone else following. I sat down with one leg over the other, my hands on either side of my hips. The Ryans and (F/n) were still laughing slightly as they sat down and continued playing, John and I staying quiet as his hand inched toward mine, our fingers interlocking.

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Around 750 words. It's short, and I'm iffy on it, but here. It was actually requested; I was starting to think that no one besides me liked Zek. Heh, concidering that, up until now, this was a SkyDoesMinecraft & Friends oneshot book, that kinda makes sense. I'll be writing more about this cutie of a 16-yr-old dork in the future. This actually wasn't going to be as calm and reassuring, but I've been feeling anxious lately, so yeah.

~Cuppie ♡