Gay(?)mers

Chapter 4 - Chaos

I saved his name as "King" , with a heart next to it.

I'm on the train now, heading to my part-time job at McDonalds, but I continue to indulge myself in some small talk with the streamer.

'When will you next be online?"

[ wherever you're on. ]

I sigh, now checking the timetable I'd saved in my notes. "I'll be gone for a little while, so maybe wednesday, next week?"

[ Sure ]

There isn't much else for me to say, so I shoot a quick "see you later" and pocket my phone, just in time for the train to reach its station.

. . .

The day passed relatively fast, with the usual abuse from a few karens and the not-as-common but still recurring theme of  a hot drink being tipped on me in a fit of rage. I wince, giving the mark a ginger touch as a co-worker hands me a cup of ice. I press it against the wound, ignoring the sting as a new customer steps up, the kid clinging to her side giving me an odd look.

"One happy meal please, sirrr" was the sarcastic request, and I had to do a double-take. My eyes snap to the womans' face, just in time to watch her crunch into a familiar lemon candy.

"Han Sooyoung..?"

'Eh ?'    Shit, I said that out loud.

My face most likely red-hot, I quickly punch in the order, "A-anything else..?

"No.."     I turn the POS machine towards her, avoiding eye contact. She practically stares another hole into my face as she pays, the movement agonizingly slow. A few seconds later, just as I was turning to walk away and escape my embarrassment, the one thing I had hoped to not hear pass her lips did just so.

"Holy fucking shit, it's you!!"   The kid jabbed her in the side, uttering a warning for her language.

I wince, pressing a finger against my lips in a "SHUSH " motion, but she just cackles in response, "Goddaaaaamn, Yoo Joongyuk must have been BUSTED~!"she sang, and I'm forced to take my break early, hurriedly ushering her outside as Yoo Sangah (thankfully) takes over my shift. "Don't you dare tell him-"I whisper, but the confirmation that yes, it really was me, simply sent her over the edge. 

The girl pinches her side, but Han Sooyoung just bats her hand away, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I won't, I won't , but damn this is just too funny~  Yoo Joongyuk, that bastard, just missed his chanceee-"another wheeze, and she's a lost cause.

I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose in annoyance as I re-adjust my makeshift iceback, not really sure where to take it from here. The kid seemed to finally realize something, her eyes widening in a similar way to Joongyuk, whenever he's in shock. "Squid Ahjussi!"

"YES!!" Han Sooyoung urged her on, taking out her phone as she smothered another fit, typing with such an urgency that I was concerned for the screen. I dared to peer over, watching as she typed something that looked like a short essay..? Or an evil plot?  "Whatever it is that you're planning, it doesn't seem very good-"and I turn to the kid, "also why am I a squid?"

"Because you beat one and saved Oppa!" she sang, almost innocently, despite the malicious spark in her dark eyes. I shiver, half-expecting her to kill me in my sleep sometime tonight. "Ah.. yes, I suppose I did.. "

I'm interrupted by the ding of a notification on my phone, and the first thing I see is that it's from Han Sooyoung and Yoo Joongyuk's shared twitter account.  I shoot her a look, but open it, soon finding the true contents of that word mass from a few seconds before.

"GUESS WHO JUST MET THE SUNFISH BASTARD'S WIFE IRL??? HAHAHA , TAKE THAT YA'LL!! I HAVE THE PRIVILEGE OF IMMENSE KNOWLEDGE."

I sigh, once again. Not even a minute later, Yoo Joongyuk replied with an immediate, "WHAT???"

"You can do whatever you want as long as you don't tell him that I know," I quickly gush, practically visualizing the familiar activation notification of "Sacrafice's will."

"Hohohohoohohoo, you're going to regret thisss~  deal!!!"

. . . .

And regret it I will, because the following week, when I finally logged in, I saw that a new skin had been mailed to me from the creator. I hesitated, before opening the package, and there it was- my skin, only donned in a playboy bunny suit with garter belts and a choker. 'What the hell-"  The attached message told me to 'have fun with my innocent act'.

Goddamn her for being a bad influence.

Yoo Joongyuk logged in not long after, and I was quick to unmute. "Y-yoo Joonyuk.?"I asked, quiet and hesitant, as though unsure that I was saying his name right. I casually open his steam while I wait for the response.

{"Yes. Did Han Sooyoung tell you?."}

I grin, "Of course!! She even showed me a picture of you~ why didn't you tell me you were so handsome?? "

I watch as he slaps a hand over his mouth, trying to cover the blush despite a triumphant look settling on his face. "LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO, CHAT!!" he cries, fist-bumping the air. The chat screams in response, mostly cheering him on. The "Demonic Judge of Fire"s speech has dissolved into gibberish, and Kim Namwoon is nowhere to be seen.

{"Ah, thank you."}

"Polite, now aren't you~"I muse, now moving to equip the skin, "also, Han Sooyoung sent me something..? A skin?"   It loads in a few moments later,  "what is this? "

'"Oh, my-" His in-game character stops in place, and I do a little spin.

"I'm not quite familiar with this style. Is it from a different game?"

{"More of a sport than anything.."}

"Really?? It must be interesting. I might have to play sometime.."

"And suddenly I'm a world-class athlete. "     I take a sip of my drink, amused. Turns out said drink was bOILING, HOWEVER, and I end up dropping it in surprise. "Ah - !"

Embarrassed, I don't even realize my mistake until I witness the chat become a literal riot. "S-sorry, I just burnt my tongue," I whisper, grabbing a cloth to mop up the mess.

{"No problem.."}

I glance at his expression. Oopsies.